Chapter 1: Morning Sunshine

„CASSIE!, Darling! Time to get up"

"Gabriel, If you imitate me one more time, I will come down there and Shove this shower head up your arse!"

"GABRIEL MAKE ME SOME PANCAKES YOU LAZY FUCK"

"Now now Luci, surely Mikey wouldn't want to hear you use such vulgar language"

"Gabriel, shut up and make the man his pancakes"

There it is, the sound of my awakening, it would be wouldn't it, Gabriel's mock British accent, getting me up in the way that would make me most want to punch him in the face. But obviously, that couldn't be enough on it's own. Oh no, instead there is full on war going, Balthazar screaming about shower heads and Lucifer (I know, what were my parents thinking?) deciding to terrorise Gabriel in yet another way.

"Cassie, I'm not joking! Get your lazy ass down here now, you'll be late to school otherwise!''

Mpmhpmh How is it even legal to get up that early? Why does Gabe even want to go to school anyway, he hates it? Ah yes, the new boys.

Winchester I think Crowley had said their name was, they moved in yesterday, a little late if they're starting school with us today, but anyway.

I only caught a glimpse of one boy, he looked about my age, It must be his room that I can see out of my window, they look directly onto each other, that's going to get awkward later on.

I can safely say that he was HOT though. He had the most gorgeous eyes I think that I have ever seen, bright dazzling green with brown flecks in them. And his torso was clearly RIPPED, and eugh, I could just go on and on about him, which I would, if it wasn't for the sweet smell of pancakes drifting on up the attic stairs. I never could resist pancakes.

I just had time to have a shower, before all the hot water ran out, quite conveniently. Half way as I was washing my hair, brilliant.

Slipping back into my room with just a towel round my waist, I moved towards the window to look up at the sky, as I was just edging past my bookshelf, A pair of eyes caught my attention, they were just staring at me, rather I should say, he was just staring at me. I glanced in the mirror to see if Gabriel had shaved of one of my eyebrows again "as a joke" but...

ah.

There it was, Black sopping wet hair, towel slung low around my waist, and my hipbones on display, ah, yep he had a reason to be staring. Though i never like to admit it, I am pretty hot I suppose. But not in the way that people would notice. People never notice me much anyway. Blame that on the trench coat, and books.

Oh dear, I had only seen this guy twice, but my god I wanted him.