New story! It's my first AU so please be kind. If you like it, please review. If you don't like it, read something else. Enjoy!


"Why do we have to stay with those freaks?" Grumbled Dean unhappily,"Why can't I stay with Rufus?"
"Because I don't trust him." Said Bobby, "Now quit your complaining and grab your brother."
Dean stalked off down the hallway. Bobby was leaving on a business trip and he had left Dean and Sam. All because Dean was failing.
" Which means it shouldn't matter if we miss some school because I'm already failing!" Thought Dean savagely as he trooped up the stairs to Sam's room. "And on top of that we have to stay with the weirdo to rule all weirdos!"
They were staying with the next door neighbors who, besides having a kid that went to Dean and Sam's school, they barely knew. Dean knew the boy was also a senior at their school, same as himself, and that he was a super nerd. He was in all the AP classes, got straight A's, and was always by himself. At first when the Novaks had moved in Dean had tried to make friends with the kid, but after trying to start a conversation and only getting a weird stare in return he had given up. Really, just because they were neighbors didn't mean he had to be best friends with the kid.
"Sam!" Dean called from outside his brother's door." Come on! We're going to the Novak's!"
"I'm coming!" Came Sam's muffled voice. A moment later a short, scrawny kid came rushing out of the room holding a suitcase and looking very flustered.
"Alright pipsqueak, let's go, Bobby's waiting for us." Dean said, smiling fondly at his little brother.
"Don't call me pipsqueak! Someday I'll be taller than you!" Sam said as he pouted at Dean.
"Sure ya will Sammy." Dean agreed good naturedly. "But until then you're a still a pipsqueak."
Dean laughed at Sams bitchface and clapped his brother on the back. "Let's go see the Novaks!"


Sam rang the doorbell when they got to the Novak house. No one answered. Just when they were about to go back to Bobby's the door opened. The guy who opened the door looked to be a little older than Dean, he had blonde hair that was slightly curly and tucked behind his ears. He was shorter than Dean, with a sturdy frame and a mischievous grin.
"Hello." He said, smiling at them." You must be the neighbors! I'm Gabriel, welcome to our home!"
He turned around and walked into the house. The front door led into a hallway that led to a staircase, to either side of the hallway were the kitchen and living room. Gabriel walked into the hallway and stopped halfway down.
"Okay. This is my room." He pointed to a door leading off from the hallway."The room opposite mine is Micheals. He's the oldest brother. He's technically all of our guardian, but he's never home. Upstairs there's Casy's room, and another little living room. Bathrooms are right next to my room and Cassy has one connected to his room. There's also one next to my room but that one is mine so no se toca nada. Comprende?"
"No."Said Dean, he was failing spanish too.
"Don't touch it." Said Gabriel, sighing and running his hands through his hair. He looked up at the sky as if posing the question to the ceiling. "Why did they have to be dumb?"
"Hey!" Dean growled. "Say whatever you like about me but Sammy here's a genius. Top of his class."
"Okay, okay." Gabriel grinned. "No need to get so overprotective Deano."
Dean looked at Gabriel with an annoyed expression on his face. Living here was going to be more of a pain than he thought.
"So where are we sleeping?" Asked Sam, smiling at Dean's annoyance.
"Right!" Said Gabriel, as enthusiastic as ever." One of you lucky lads gets to sleep with Casy and one of you.. gets the attic!"
Sam turned and smiled at Dean.
"Oh no you don't! Don't think that puppy dog face is gonna work on me! We're doin' this fair and square!" Dean held out his fist and Sam proceeded to do the same.
"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot." They said at the same time.
"Why do I always lose?" Complained Dean to no one in particular.
"Cause I am the rock, paper, scissor master!" Sam yelled triumphantly, putting his fist in the air.
"Well now that that's settled I'll be taking my leave. Things to do, people to see." Said Gabriel as he walked into his room. "I am not to be disturbed!"
"Come on Dean." Said Sam, a huge grin on his face. "Let's get settled."
"Why you little..." Dean huffed as he followed Sam upstairs.


Dean knocked on the door to Casy's room. Sam had run off to explore his new attic room and left Dean to slouch over to the closed door at the top of the staircase.
"What the hell kind of name is Casy?" He thought to himself as he waited for the door to open. He continued to think about what his new roommate when he realized he'd been standing outside of the door for a good five minutes.
"I'm coming in!" He yelled as he opened the door. The room was empty.
"No wonder no one answered the door." He thought as he looked around the small room. There was a bunk bed, a desk, a dresser, and a big chair next to a giant bookshelf. Everything was incredibly tidy. It looked like one of those fake homes at Ikea. The only sign of human presence was the book sitting on the chair, the photographs on top of the desk, the few textbooks on the desk and the backpack leaning against the edge of it. There was a door that led off to what Dean figured had to be the bathroom and a painting on the wall of an angel. Dean put his backpack and suitcase next to the bed. He wasn't sure which bunk was his or where he was supposed to put his stuff. The room was so perfectly clean he felt weird about how he was making it look.
He didn't realize the shower had been running until it shut off.
"Great. I get to see nerd boy get out the shower." He sat down on the bed and yelled at the bathroom door. "I'm in here so you better at least have a towel on!"
The bathroom door opened and out stepped the hottest guy Dean had ever seen. He was a little shorter than Dean and had black hair that was dripping into his eyes. He was skinny, Dean could see wiry muscles and a flat stomach. He looked at Dean with the bluest eyes Dean had ever seen, his head tilted slightly, and a curious expression on his face.
"Why are you in my room?" He asked.