A/N: Okay. Erm. So, this is my first longer-than-50-words Supernatural story. The first part is in firstperson view, in Gabriels POV, because my friend bribed me. Please don't hate me for it. It is only that one scene though, then everyting is normal, thirdperson view. I was going to put this up earlier, but fanfiction did not want to cooerate with me, for some unknown reason. I will try to keep the focus on Destiel, but there will be a whole lot of Sabriel (and onesided Samifer) as well. Anyway, this has gone on for far too long.

Pairings: Destiel, Sabriel, Samifer(onesided), and other, less significant ones. I haven't decided on all of them.

Warnings: BoyxBoy rabu. No likey, no ready. Nothing graphic, thogh. Swearwords, probably. And some OOCness. Grammar and spelling mistakes, as I am not native.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL OR ITS CHARACTERS. If I did, though... *winks*

"Hey, Jo! What's up?" I said as I flopped down on the chair next to the girl that I just addressed.

"Hey Gabe," She replied, smiling. "Nothing much."

"Nothing, really?" I said and plopped a lollipop into my mouth.

"Well, nothing apart from your brothers ripping at each other's throats again. Oh, and that rumor about the family with two guys our age that moved to my street earlier this summer." My interest perked up at this.

"New guys?" I grinned. "They'll have a hard time the first few weeks."

"Yeah. The elder seems like a lone wolf though; I don't think he'll join any of them." Jo looked up at the sound of the door opening and grinned. "Speaking of the devil…" I followed her gaze and I grinned as well at the sight.

Into the room came a boy in normal height, short, light brown hair. His eyes swept around the room and his face lit up in recognition as he laid them on Jo. He came towards us with a small, cocky smile.

"Hey Jo." He said as he reached our table.

"Hey," She smiled back at him. "Gabe," She turned her gaze to me. "This is Dean Winchester. Dean, meet Gabriel Novak. He's a total pain in the ass."

"But you'll love me anyways." I grinned as I gave the other boy a two fingered salute. He simply nodded at me.

"So, Dean, what do you think about the school so far?" Jo then asked and Dean shrugged.

"It seems okay. Nothing special. Everyone I've seen so far's been wearing these weird bracelet things though…What's up with that?" I grinned at the question. I had waited for it.

"Oh, don't get him started." I rolled my eyes at her.

"It's kind of a long story," I started, "But I'll shorten it down as much as I can." I took the lollipop out of my mouth.

"You see, my brothers, they've got this whole gang-fight thing going on. Well, they're not actual gangs, and the fights aren't bloody. Mostly." Jo rolled her eyes. "But they could as well be. Real gangs, I mean. The people with white ones, like that guy over there," I used my lollipop to point at this guy, I didn't even know what his name was, Adam or something, "are part of the 'Angels', led by Michael, and the ones with black are part of the 'Demons', led by Lucy." Dean raised an eyebrow.

"Lucy is Gabe's nickname for him. His full name is Lucifer." Jo piped in, and Dean looked even more disbelieving.

"I know, right? What were our parents thinking?" I grinned once again. "But yeah, the names are legit, no matter how much irony they contain."

"So, this whole gang thing, how did it start?" Dean asked as he sat down in a chair at the table in front of us, still facing our way.

"Oh, this is the long part. You see, when they were freshmen, Mikey, Lucy, Balth, or Balthazar, a cousin of ours that's pretty much like a brother since he's lived with us since like forever, Raphael, the third oldest, and this guy Uriel who is like a family friend or something but they moved somewhere else like two years ago, decided that it would be cool to start some kind of club.

Apparently Balth joked around about calling themselves the 'Angels', since they were all named after one, and the others liked it. Uriel came up with the wristband idea.

Over the years, they made more friends, who all joined their little club. It got kinda big. Like, seriously, I'm not kidding. They got huge, in just two years. Like half of the school started wearing the wristbands. But when Uriel moved, Michael started taking more and more control over them

Before, they didn't really have a leader per se, if there were any important things to decide over, the five of them would all discuss it, but now, Mikey started making decisions on his own, and Lucy didn't like that. He tried to convince the others to be on his side and tell Michael that he couldn't do that, but Balthazar had no interest in how the group was ruled, and Raphael already did pretty much whatever Michael told him to, and he had done so for years. Lucifer rage-quit.

He ripped of his band and then he convinced this freshman, Lilith, to start a new group with him. They called themselves the 'Demons' and got black bands.

Again, the irony of it all. I think Lucy actually thought a lot about the whole irony thing. Anyway, pretty soon, they were as big as the angels, and all Hell broke loose.

Friends turned enemies, because of the color of a wristband.

As of now, almost the whole school is involved. We are still a few people standing right in the crossfire. Not many, and the only ones who make some kind of noise about themselves are me, Jo, and these two sophomores called Chuck and Charlie.

Chuck's written this story-thing about the whole thing, except the people are actual angels and demons, and Charlie illustrates them. It's kinda cool.

Anyway, I think the whole thing has pretty much reached its peak by now, and it'll probably just blow over when they graduate." It was quiet for a while before Dean turned to Jo.

"Does he usually talk this much in one go?"

"Oh, you should see him talking about something that he really likes. He can go on for hours!" She grinned.

"Hey!" I said in mock hurt and put a hand over my chest. "That hurt!"

"The truth often does." I blew a raspberry at her before putting my lollipop back in my mouth and she just grinned.

"Anyway, Balthazar and these other two, my younger brother Castiel and one of the Demons, Crowley, hang out with us at times as well." I said.

"How many brothers can a person have?"

"Well, if you count Balth, we're…" I paused for a second, counting. "Six brothers and then there's Anna, the youngest." Dean gave a whistle, impressed.

"And everyone is named after an angel." Jo added.

"Religious parents much?"

"No, they would never!" I replied, the sarcasm dripping from my voice. Dean rolled his eyes.

We all looked towards the doorway when the teacher walked into the room.

"Hey, you should sit with us at lunch." Jo whispered and Dean nodded, before we all turned our attention towards the front.

"Heya kiddo."

Sam flinched and looked up as he noticed that someone was leaning on the desk that he had sat down at, and that the person was speaking to him. He took a second to take in the looks of the other boy. Kind of short, with reddish/brownish/blondish hair, seemingly quite long, but he couldn't know for sure since most of it was pushed back and hidden beneath a blue-green beanie.

"Uh, um, hi?" He then said a bit flustered.

"You're in my seat." The other boy smirked. It wasn't a mocking smirk, more amused.

"Oh, um, sorry..." the first boy said, his cheeks turning hot as he attempted to stand, but the other boy stopped him.

"No, stay! You're new, right? Sam, I assume?" The first boy nodded slowly and the other boy's smirk widened. "Name's Gabriel."

"Hi." Sam said awkwardly as Gabriel slung himself down in the chair next to him.

"Hello." Gabriel said, grinning. "So how's your first day in school so far?"

"Oh, um..." Sam scratched his neck a little. He felt really awkward, but either Gabriel didn't notice, or he didn't care. "It's been good, I guess..."

"Made any friends?" Gabriel continued asking.

"Well, these two girls in my class are kinda cool... Anna and Becky."

"Oh! That's right, you're a freshman!" Gabe realized. "So, what'cha doing in a sophomore class?" He then asked, while putting a piece of some kind of candy in his mouth.

"Um... I kinda... Skipped ahead..." Sam answered, a bit embarrassed.

"Hey, it's cool." Gabriel chuckled. "One of my brothers's a sophomore and takes senior math. It's a bit annoying to have to ask your younger brother for help when you get stuck, but then again, he's the one I feel most comfortable asking. I mean, Balth is cool and all, but he's just as bad at that stuff as I am, and I asked Lucy for help in Middle School once, never gonna do it again." Gabe shuddered at the memory. "Mikey is just too boring to listen to, I fall asleep like the second he opens his mouth, and Raph is just too much of a douche to help. And sure, Angel face can be a bit boring at times as well, but I still love him. Isn't that right, Cassie?" Sam zoned back in as he noticed that another boy had approached their table.

"How very nice of you, Gabriel." the boy, who had big, blue eyes and unruly blackish brown hair said.

"Aw, you know it's true!" Gabriel grinned. "Oh, by the way, Cassie, this is Sam Winchester, Sammy, this is my younger brother Castiel."

"Don't call me that." Sam and Cas said, almost at the same time, because otherwise it would've been ridiculous.

"You will have to excuse Gabriel; he speaks far too much in one breath. He can go on forever about things and people without actually telling you what or who he is talking about." There was a hint of a smile on Castiels lips.

"Ouch!" Gabriel said in mock-hurt and laid a hand over his heart. "That hurts, Cassie!"

"I have heard that the truth often does."

"That's the second time today I've used that line. Is it the 'Pick on Gabriel Day' today or something? I swear, you've been hanging out far too much with Jo lately." Gabriel muttered, with a slight glare at Cas, but he still had an amused smirk on his face.

"Someone said that I needed friends."

"Don't turn my own words against me!" Cas simply gave the other two his almost-smile and turned to the front when the teacher, who had somehow gotten into the classroom without them noticing, wanted to start the lesson.

When lunch arrived, Dean and Jo waited for Gabriel at Jos locker.

Dean didn't really know what he thought about Gabriel. He was loud and never seemed to shut up. Jo had told him that he loved playing tricks on people, most were just funny, but a few seemed kind of mean.

Jo had reassured him that he saved the mean ones for the really dicky people, but he wasn't so sure. He had spoken to one of the victims of an especially cruel one, Ruby, and she seemed like an okay girl. But, other than that, Gabriel did seem like a pretty okay guy.

"Dean!"

…Okay, scratch that.

Dean instantly knew the look that Gabriel was giving his brother when they approached him and Jo, a third boy following them. Dean knew the look because he used it daily. It was appreciative. Not, 'hey, this person is kinda cool, I think I'll talk with them!' no, more like, 'damn, that's a nice ass, I'd tap it!'. Gabriel was constantly raking his eyes over Sam's body with a smug lopsided grin.

Sam was just as oblivious as always.

Gabe caught Dean looking at him with a warning in his eyes and grinned wolfishly.

"Heya Dean-o." Dean narrowed his eyes and Jo raised an eyebrow.

"Hey Cassie!" she said, and Dean turned to look at Jo instead. "Dean, this is Castiel." she gestured towards the boy that had followed Gabriel and Sam.

Dean looked at him, a bit surprised. With the information he had gotten on the youngest Novak boy, he had imagined some nerdy guy with thick glasses and pimples. Not this.

Castiel had dark brown hair, which probably looked black in different lighting, pale skin and bright blue eyes. He was an inch or two shorter than Dean, and he seemed to be a bit on the skinny side, but it was hard to see under the oversized trench coat that he wore. Under the coat he had a white button up shirt, a pair of black slacks and a blue tie that matched his eyes.

The tie was tied wrongly, and Dean thought about fixing it, but decided against it.

Jo and Gabe shared a knowing look, because without noticing, Dean had used the same look on Castiel that Gabe had done on Sam.

"Hey." Dean said, with a small smile that wasn't flirty in any way. "I'm Dean."

"Hello Dean." Castiel answered, and his voice was much lower and gravely than Dean had expected, but it still fit him. The freckled boy raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly. Their eyes met, and Dean couldn't bring himself to look away.

Jo, Gabe and Sam didn't notice for about a minute, chatting about whatever, until Jo asked if everyone were ready to go.

"Hey!" Gabriel said, snapping his fingers in front of Dean's face, and Dean reluctantly looked away. "If you're done eyefucking my brother, could we go to the cafeteria? I'm starving here!"

That settled it. Dean definitely didn't like Gabriel Novak.

And that is the end of chapter 1. Please do tell me what you thought, or if you found any mistakes anywhere. I will ask of nothing more than that. Until next time!