Author's Note: This fic is inspired by the song Night Vision Binoculars - Passenger and it's sort of part of a spn challenge thing but yeah, hope you like it. Rated T for stalker themes and possible violence in later chapters.
Castiel Novak had always been a little odd. He was the boy that sat and ate his lunch alone at school. He came from a family of orphans, the eldest of which was 30 years and acted as the guardian for the younger ones; Anna, Gabriel and Castiel, who were still at school. Being an orphan in quite a large family had its upsides and its downsides like most things, but Castiel liked it. But even in his muddled up family he was still the odd one out, although he didn't notice this much.
On the other hand, Dean Winchester was society's definition of "normal". He was on the school football team, drove his own car, and was positively average when it came to school work. He lived with his younger brother Sam and his dad John but John was always out for work so Dean basically looked after Sam himself. He liked to think of himself as very manly, and didn't take crap from anybody.
These two boys had never had any reason to cross each other's paths until the first day back at school of their senior year. They had been placed in the same Modern History class and they had just been told that their assessment this term was a group project. Immediately the rest of the class began chatting and sorting themselves into groups and within five minutes everyone was paired up, except for Dean and Cas. Their teacher waited until the noise had settled down before noticing that these two were the only ones not in a group. "Winchester, Novak. Say hi. You'll be working together this term since everyone else is in groups." He announced and sat back, allowing the students to discuss their projects for the rest of the lesson.
Dean pulled his chair over to the empty desk beside Castiel. "Dean Winchester," he introduced, holding out his hand nonchalantly for Castiel to shake. Cas hesitated for a moment before proceeding to take his hand and shake gently. "Castiel Novak," he replied, "You can just call me Cas though" he added hurriedly, after noting Dean's apparent look of confusion. Dean relaxed slightly, "Well Cas, it looks like we're going to be spending a lot of time together." he said with a grin. At that moment the bell rang and the two boys stood, collecting their things before parting ways as the crowd of people surrounded them as they exited the room.
On the way to his next class, Castiel found himself thinking about his last class and about Dean in particular. His mind lingered on certain strange things, like the way Dean's hand had felt in his, and the way his eyes crinkled as he smirked. He shook his head, in an attempt to ignore these thoughts and continued on to class.
By the end of the day Castiel had calculated that he had thought about Dean Winchester approximately 78 times and had been in his presence outside of his history class for 137 seconds. It wasn't like he calculated these things on purpose, he just found himself drifting off into thought and ended up with these numbers.
He meandered over to the car park which was the closest exit to his house and on his way there glimpsed a sight of a certain dirty-blonde boy strolling over to a beautifully well-kept '67 Chevy Impala. Cas took a deep breath and detoured from his path slightly so he would come across Dean.
Dean was startled as the darker haired boy cut across in front of him but recovered quickly and smiled, "Hey, Cas right?" he greeted, remembering the boy from his Modern History class. Castiel returned the smile, "Yeah. Sorry, I just couldn't help but notice what a gorgeous car you have" he complimented, hoping he didn't seem too over-friendly. Dean grinned, proud. "Yeah, she's my dad's but I use her now that he has a company car" he explained. Castiel smiled and nodded enthusiastically, just sort of standing looking at Dean and not saying anything. Dean coughed awkwardly, "Anyways I'd better be going. I've gotta get to work" he nodded towards his car, which Castiel was standing right in front of. Castiel's eyes widened apologetically as he stepped aside. "Sorry, yeah of course." He watched as Dean got in the car and raised a hand in a waving gesture before driving off.