Hiya readers :) this is Chapter 1 of my new story, hope you guys like it :) Dean/Cas slash

"Dean! Sam! Wake up boys!"

The door to the small room opened and John Winchester pulled the blankets off of his sons, and opened the blinds, grinning at the groans the actions brought.

"Come on boys, first day of school! Let's move!"

Sam jumped out of bed and turned to his clock grabbing it and shaking it furiously, "Dad my alarm clock's broken again!"

John's grin turned to a frown as he grabbed the clock and fiddled around with it for a bit, then smiled and ruffled his son's hair, "I'll get you a new one soon Sammy, I promise, now you go and get yourself ready for your first day of 6th grade hm?"

The small boy nodded his head, running to the bathroom, "6TH GRADE!"

John chuckled, turning to Dean, who was now sitting up, rubbing his eyes, "You too, junior,"

Dean looked up at his father with a dull look, "Great, another year of crap, why can't I just drop out and work with you and Bobby at the garage?"

John sat on the opposite bed with a sigh, "We've talked about this Dean, you don't want to work in garage your whole life-"

The older man sent his son an apologetic look, grabbing his ringing cell phone and pressing it to his ear, while walking out the door, "Yea Bobby? I'll be down in an hour or so, it's the boys' first day….yea…"

Dean stood up and grimaced at the mirror, "I'd rather work in the garage my whole life then go to that hellhole."

Sam looked over to his brother worriedly, "You should've told him, you could've been transferred."

Dean leaned against the Impala next to him and smiled fondly, "Sammy, don't worry about me, and you know why I couldn't, the school I go to has the cheapest fee in town…now seriously Sammy, stop worrying about me and go have fun, I know you're excited, Nerd."

Both boys looked over hearing a car pull up behind them, Dean nudged Sam as a girl about his age, stepped out of the car and looked at the school silently, "She in your class?"

Sam shook his head, "Must be new."

He watched as the girl grabbed her backpack and blushed slightly realizing how pretty she was, with dark brown hair, a small face, and pretty light brown eyes, then full out went tomato mode as their eyes met.

Dean laughed out loud and walked over to her pushing his kid brother in front, "Hiya, this is Sam, I'm Dean, you new?"

The girl seemed taken back but quickly came together and smiled sweetly at the two, "Nice to meet you, I'm-"

"Gen?"

Dean glanced up as the girl turned to the voice, and looked back up, unable to stop his eyes from staring at the angel that stepped out of the car then.

He was gorgeous, with dark just-out-of-bed hair, light skin, a nice lean body (not to skinny), with a dark blue shirt that hugged his body to show some nice abs, and black jeans. What really took Dean's breath away were this guy's eyes, as soon as they met his, Dean found himself in the sky, in the sea, in heaven, they were most perfect shade of blue and so-

His thoughts were interrupted as Sam elbowed his gut, and mumbled, "You're staring."

Dean came back to reality and flushed as he saw that the other boy had made his way around the car to the little girl's side and was now holding his hand out.

"I'm s-sorry what?"

The boy tilted his head in amusement and smiled slightly, "I said hi, I'm Cas, this is my little sister Genevieve, we're new in town."

Dean took the hand and tried not to show the blush the warmth of Cas's hands brought, but kept quiet, little kids he could talk to, but people his age? Never.

Sam took the floor, "This is my brother Dean, I'm Sam, welcome to Lawrence."

The bell rang and Gen gasped, "We're going to be late!" the kids hugged their own brothers and ran to the school, waving goodbye.

Cas turned to Dean, "So, um what school do you go to?"

The other boy's eyes widened, scratch that never, "Um, Newton High, couple of blocks down from here."

Cas smiled and Dean felt his heart skip a couple 100 beats, "Me too, guess we'll be seeing each other a lot.

Dean frowned, of course, this was too good to be true, once Cas got to school and found out what loser he really was, he'd fit right in with the cool kids and forget all about Dean.

"Um yea I guess, I should get going."

Then stepped back into the Impala, and drove away without a glance back, silently praying that the two never meet in school.

Castiel sighed, nice going Cas, you scared him away, the boy drove quietly to his new school and parked in the farthest spot.

It was nice meeting Dean and he as hoping to make a new friend soon so the first day wouldn't be as stressful and scary, unfortunately for him, Dean wasn't exactly a people-person.

Cas stopped moving as he thought of Dean and smiled silently, he had seen cute guys before, but Dean was something else, he thought of those forest green eyes and found himself silently praying to see them again.

The boy got out of his car and ran to the school as the bell rang out and doors started to close, making his way into the main office.

The small woman working at the computer glanced up and peered at him through her thick glasses, "How may I help you?"

"Hi, I'm new, Castiel Novak…"

"Oh yes, Mr. and Ms. Novak's brother, correct?"

Cas nodded, Michael and Anna both had gotten a job at the school, Michael as an English teacher, and Anna had become a dance teacher, forcing Cas to take the class as well.

The woman gave him a schedule and looked pass him, "Dean! how are you?"

The boy turned around, shocked to meet those eyes he was thinking of, wow that was a prayer answered quick.

Dean's eyes widened in surprise but he quickly made his way around the office, "Hi Mrs. Singer, I'm fine, uh, I was just wondering if you can give me a copy of my schedule…"

Mrs. Singer nodded, looking at the boy worriedly, she knew he was cutting homeroom, those mean ol' kids were probably giving him a hard time again, "Of course sweetie."

They all wait patiently as the two schedules printed and Mrs. Singer's face lit up seeing them, "Oh look Dean, you and Castiel have first and fifth together!"

Dean looked up at her in horror, "Wha?"

"Yea, you know what, he's new why don't you go to first together? Go."

The boys took their schedules and nodded, thanking the older woman, and walking out the door.

Silence took over as they slowly walked down the hall.

Castiel played with his backpack, "Um, if you don't mind my asking, why didn't you go to homeroom?"

Dean stiffened, "I didn't want to."

The short answer hurt Cas and the boy stopped walking, making Dean stop also, "Did I do something wrong?"

"Um what?"

"I'm sorry, I just feel like you don't like me…"

Dean opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by yet another bell, signaling the start of first, and stepped into class quickly walking to the back, and taking the last seat.

To his horror, Cas sat next to him, with questioning eyes.

As the students stepped in Dean pulled up his hoodie and slid deeper into the seat.

Castiel narrowed his eyes, what. The. Hell.

And he too slid deeper in his seat, hiding his face, "Oh God…"

Dean looked up in confusion, having seen the boy's reaction, not realizing what was wrong as the teacher came in.

"Good morning students, welcome to your first day as juniors. My name is Mr. Novak and I will be your teacher this year."

There was a mumbled response, but this didn't shake the teacher's confidence, "Alright then let's take some attendance." The room filled with chatter as Mr. Novak called out names, skipping Castiel, which made the boy narrow his eyes.

"Dean Winchester."

Everyone froze and turned to the boy with the hoodie, some snickered, others rolled their eyes, "Hey Winnie, he's talking to you!"

Mr. Novak turned to the student with a stern look, "Thank you very much Mr…Uriel."

Then sent Dean and worried look and went back to teaching, leaving Cas thinking yet again.

WHAT. THE. HELL.