Now, this is my first time writing a fanfiction. So please, do not be too hard on me (although I do appreciate constructive criticism).
Since I have noticed that there are quite a lot Destiel high school AUs I have decided to do one for Sabriel. Now I can't really tell you the rating of the story, because I have no idea how to rate it. But I am pretty sure, that this is not going to be rated M. That much I know. So for now I'll be going with T (please inform me if you do not believe it to be appropriate).
Well, here you go!
He was wandering aimlessly around town. It was snowing. "Thank Dad I have taken my coat with me" he thought though he didn't need it at all. But wearing a coat in January when it was freezing seemed more normal to people. So he just went with it.
Some kids from his neighborhood were having a snow fight. Correction. A bunch of guys and some pretty hot blonde chick from his new neighborhood. That little fact was important. To him anyways.
He sat down on a bench not far from them. Although he was not quite a loner like his brother Cassie, he hadn't really managed to make any friends yet. As if he could really befriend normal kiddos like them anyways.
But seriously, what did he expect? He just moved here yesterday. And it's not like he was any normal teenager. Yep, you heard right, a freaking teenager. He still didn't get why it had to be a sixteen-year-old this time. Maybe his dad had just wanted to try out a new way to mess with him. You see, his dad had a very strange sense of humor sometimes. And now seemed to be one of those times. But he wasn't going to give in and quit. Oh no.
He took a bite from a candy bar he just pulled out of nowhere as the blonde that was playing with the guys got a snowball right in the face. He was laughing so hard at that, that he almost choked on his candy. Almost. The laughter however died down quickly as he noticed that laughing out loud while you're on your own is kind of weird and people started staring at him. Not that he cared.
"Gabe?"
Someone called his name. And he came closer. Fast. It had to be one of his brothers. And he was right. The voice belonged to Lucifer, one of his older brothers. He still tried to figure out why Luci hadn't changed his name yet. Society wasn't always being easy on him, you know.
"There you are, Mickey was worried."
That was his way of saying: I was internally freaking out, because my favorite little brother wasn't around and I can't stand leaving him alone for one freaking hour because I just have the need to annoy him 24/7.
"I think Michael can survive without my sheer awesomeness for one or two hours." "Ah-" "And yes, I am done with unpacking unlike certain other people I am talking to right now."
Then Lucifer started doing it… Great. There weren't many things he hated more than his brothers doing that. To anyone passing by it would just look like one guy staring at another one. Reality was a bit different though. To them anyways.
'Get your candy ass home' Lucifer thought, all playfulness gone. 'Geez, can't you ask a little bit more nicely?' A short pause. 'Now.' He sighed.
Sometimes he really hated this whole telepathy thing. And that Lucifer couldn't be nice or peaceful for more than five minutes and always had to live up to his freaking name. But hey, the telepathy came with the family. That couldn't be changed. Now Lucifer's behavior however… He snapped his fingers before Lucifer could get what he was implying.
Lucifer only blinked once, then Gabriel was gone. "Damn it." He checked briefly if anyone was watching him then he too disappeared to the new house they would hopefully get to call 'home' soon. I mean, it couldn't be worse here than it was in hell, right?
This was just the small town Lawrence in Kansas we are talking about.
So I hope that you enjoyed this (kinda short) first chapter. Please leave me a comment/review so that I know what to improve on for the future.
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