Chapter 1: The confusion was just an illusion
"Ring! Ring!" the alarm sounded.
Cas pounded his alarm as he groaned. It was the first day of senior year. He layed there until his mother yelled at him to get ready. He was excited but it was school. He grabbed his clothes and and headed to the shower. He thought about the day as the warm water hit his back. "I hope today will be at least okay." Cas groaned.
Cas finished getting ready and sat on the chair to put his shoes on. The car was started and they were headed off to the school. "Are you excited for today?" his mother questioned excitedly.
"Sure, why not?"
"It is your first day of senior year…how can you not be excited?"
"I guess because its school."
"Oh honey you will be okay" his mother said as she rubbed his back.
He just let off a small grin and waved goodbye. He stared at the building that was almost hell and prison. It was high school. He entered the building and saw everyone all at once. The lobby was filled with children's laughter and conversations. As he stood there awkwardly, he was greeted by his friends and classmates. He was a well known student to where most people knew him, even the staff.
The bell rang and all the students started to head to their first hour. Every class was the same as every year. The whole greeting from the teacher and what the goal was for the class. He was bored with the day as it progressed. "Are you ready?" a voice asked. He picked his head up from his slight slumber. It was Charlie, a very good friend of his. They have known each other since 1st grade. She looked at him and he just kind of stared in a haze. "Well?..." she asked again. "What hour is next?" Cas questioned as he tried to wake up. "Its 5th hour. We should get going before we're late!" She demanded. "Okay…I'm coming." He groaned as he picked up his bag and took his time to class.
Cas followed Charlie to the next class. He walked in and put his bag down and layed his head down on the desk. He was oddly tired but he didn't exactly care because it was just the first day. Cas could hear the teacher do roll call. It was suddenly quiet. "Ahem." A voice sounded. Cas picked his head up to see the teacher. His eyes were attached at an instant to a brilliant green. He was shocked at such a beautiful sight. "What is your name sir?" the teacher asked. Cas couldn't speak because he was in such a trance.
"Ummm…my name is…Castiel." He said nervously.
"Castiel huh? Well Castiel I am the new English teacher, ROTC commander, and the college class proctor just in case you didn't hear me the first time. Oh yeah, and my name is Dean Winchester. But you can call me Mr. Winchester." Dean said happily.
"Isn't your father the guidance councilor?" Cas questioned him.
"Yeah he is. I'm glad you know who my father is. He is an interesting man…sometimes I question if I'm really his because how light skinned I am compared to him." Dean said with a chuckle.
"Well, you can tell you're his. Besides I only know one Mr. Winchester and that is your father. I can't exactly call you that because of your dad...so I think I'll just call you Dean." Cas said.
"Okay…I guess that's okay. How about Mr. Dean?"
"No, because you don't really look like a teacher...Aren't you a little young to be teaching anyway?" Cas questioned with a slight smirk.
Dean smiled and nodded and shot a thumbs up at Cas. "That is mighty nice of you Cas to notice my youth, but I can still teach when I am still this young. Thanks again for the compliment." Dean said as his cheeks were beginning to blush.
"Your welcome…Dean. Its okay you're a cool teacher." Cas said nervously.
They both stared into each others eyes until the bell interrupted. "Well it was nice meeting you class. I'll see you tomorrow!" Dean exclaimed.
"Bye Dean…It was nice meeting you." Cas said right before he left the class with a slight blush on his cheeks. "It was nice meeting you too...Cas." Dean answered back with a smile.
Cas had this sudden feeling in him that he hasn't felt in awhile. He thought to himself that he wouldn't start to like a guy nevertheless a teacher. He knew in his heart that rule was about to break.
