A/N: Really wanted to do a high school!au. I hope people like it, please let me know what you think it would really help me out so please review.

"Sammy, if you don't get your ass down here in two seconds I'm gonna' leave without you!" Dean shouted up the stairs.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." His brother appeared at the top of the stairs wearing a grin. Dean sighed and rolled his eyes. Sam rushed down the stairs, losing his footing and falling down the last few, only just catching himself on the banister as he nearly greeted the floor with his face.

"Oh my god, how in the hell are you still alive?" Dean said with an exasperated smile as he tugged sam out of the front door to the car.

"Probably because you don't stop breathing down my neck for two seconds." Sam replied with a smirk.

"Ha, ha. Meet Sammy, the king of comedy, get your ass in the car." They two brothers got into Dean's Chevy Impala, more commonly known as 'Baby'. It was the only thing Dean's Dad had ever properly provided for them and Dean loved it so much it was only second to Sammy.

After moving from place to place endlessly for years Dean had put his foot down and said he wanted Sammy to grow up normally to get a good education. They'd fought about it tirelessly but eventually John gave in. They bought a place not far from the Harvelle's and John was near-permanently away on hunts. John was a bitter man, twisted in his outlook towards life after his wife was slaughtered by an angel when Dean was only four years old.

Angels were the most deadly of the supernatural forces that the Winchesters spent their time hunting. After being cast down from heaven long before Dean was born many turned their wrath onto humans. In John's opinion and most other hunter's opinion all angels were the same, tarnished with the same brush, they were all the same murderous, emotionless, wrathful monsters. Dean was allowed on hunts with his Father, but never angel hunts, not ever. And Sam barely knew anyhting about them.

Angels had power but were restricted to Earth and had to blend in with humans like many other supernatural creatures to the point where it was often hard to spot them in everyday life, but John had vowed he'd find the one that killed Mary and kill it, and, until then, would kill as many others as he could.

It was the start of a new term at Sam and Dean's high school and Dean had gotten Sam all of his supplies, books, stationery, bags, etc. He had a job down at a library that was just off of the local grid. It was far enough that nobody he knew would see him there and ridicule him, but not too far to get to. It was in the rich part of town and his boss, Missouri, paid him generously so he didn't have to hustle money, not that Ellen would ever let him. Ellen Harvellea dn her husband Bobby were constantly offering him anything he needed and were like second parents to him and Sam. Their daughter Jo was like a sister to them both, even if she had, had a little thing for Dean since they could ever remember.

Both boys were pretty popular and in the same crowd of friends at school. Sam had the smarts, they both knew that, but whatever Sam couldn't do, Dean could. They were pretty much pieces of a puzzle and they complimented each other nicely. Their group of friends included; themselves, Jo, Chuck - a smart guy who loved to write but wasn't too good with the ladies, Garth - a good laugh but lacked common sense, Becky - a crazy internet lover who had a thing for Chuck, Adam - a down to Earth guy who was nearly as blunt as Dean, Ash - a crazy, live-free type who was always drinking something, Balthazar - a cheeky kind of guy with a thing for Bella and loved his public image, and Bella - a flirt with a reputation for trouble that had always invited Dean, much to Jo's displeasure, but they knew from experience that they didn't work together and kept it to mere harmless flirting.

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"Have you got everything?"

"Any one causes any trouble you bring them to me, understand?"

"You're gonna' do just fine."

"Don't forget your sweets."

"Remember, the teachers are all perverts."

A babble of voices disorientated Castiel.

"Raphael, he has everything he needs. Uriel, that's not advice you should be giving. Anna's right you will be fine. Gabriel, please stop encouraging him to be constantly consuming E numbers. Lucifer's joking, the teachers are all there to help you, they'll be nice. Now, how're you feeling." Michael said with a soft smile to his youngest brother. Castiel gulped.

"Um..."

"Are you sure you want to go? You know we can always home school you." Anna said, eyes pleading to her younger brother whom she'd always been protective of. Being the youngest, Castiel had always been treated like a child, depsite the fact that he was now sixteen. He wanted to prove he could function just fine on his own.

"I'll be fine. I can do it." He said with a small smile and Anna softened, nodding.

"Of course you can." Michael said with his signature smile, reassuring Castiel in a way only he could. Michael shooed away all his other siblings save Gabriel, who was also still in high school but was in a higher year. They'd just moved here after an incident at their last town and were all eager for a fresh start. The house was large, they were in a nice area and the neighbours had all been friendly and obliging, but Castiel was still nervous.

Michael looked down at him, his face turned serious now and Casitel knew he wanted to talk to him about something important.

"Just remember Castiel, whatever happens, remain calm. Do not allow anyone to provoke you or coax you into losing your focus. No one can know what we are. You have very good control over your powers ordinarily so I'm not worried, I just want you to remember how important it is not to let your guard down. Other than that there's nothing I'm at all concerned about, I'm sure you'll make friends quickly and have a lovely time." Michael smiled again now and Castiel nodded sincerely.

"Relax, little brother. There's no danger here." His smile seemed to ease the knot in Castiel's stomach. He gave his older brother and make-shift Father a huge hug. When they parted Michael turned to Gabriel.

"You look out for your brother, Gabriel." Michael said calmly. Gabriel snapped to attention and saluted.

"Yes sir. Come on, Cassie, you'll be fine, don't get your wings in a twist."

"Gabriel." Michael said sternly.

"Right, right, sorry. Don't get your panties in a twist, let's get going." Castiel nodded, his mouth dry, his stomach feeling heavy and his heart beating just a little too loudly for his liking. Breathe Castiel, he told himself. He really hoped he could make some friends.

As they got onto the public bus, (the school bus didn't go to their part of town), Gabriel looked at his apprehensive younger brother.

"Hey, don't worry, I'm not gonna' ditch, bro. You can stick with me until we get you some buddies." His tone was painted with sarcasm but he heard the sincerity behind the comment and appreciated it.

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"Right, that's your locker number, class room number and money for the canteen. You've got everything now. I've gotta' get to my class but I'll see you at lunch, okay? Go put your extra stuff in your locker now and then get to your class." Gabriel said lightly. Castiel just nodded.

"Dude, you're silent today, lighten up, it'll be fine." He gave his brother a brief squeeze on the shoulder and then walked off to get to his class.

Castiel took a deep breath and turned, facing the long empty corridor. As he walked in the direction of his locker he kept his head down and followed the map in his hadn diligantly. As he reached his locker he collided with someone and they both went tumbling to the ground. The first thing he did was panic that he'd get beaten up on his first day but relaxed slightly when he heard laughter. He looked up and saw a handsome boy picking up his books. He had dirty blonde hair and remarkably green eyes. Castiel followed suit and grabbed his things.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you." He said apologetically. The boy looked up at him at last when they'd both gotten to their feet and stared for a second before seeming to shake himself and smiled brilliantly.

"S'okay dude, it was my bad, I'm totally late." He laughed. They both turned to their lockers and found them next to each other. The other boy was far quicker than Castiel as he was well accustomed to using it whereas Castiel was fumbling.

"Okay, well I gotta' run. Name's Dean, by the way." Castiel looked up at him and his lips twitched.

"Hi Dean." He hadn't realised that Dean wanted to know his name and his simple reply made Dean chuckle.

"Later." And Dean ran off to find his class. Castiel stared after him. Maybe school wouldn't be so bad after all.

A/N: Let me know what you think and if you want me to write more, please review. Any ideas at all would be amazing because I haven't decided on a direction to take this, I'll only continue if people enjoy it so please let me know. Hope you enjoyed. Thanks for reading! Izzie.