I'm supposed to be in the auditorium. There's some sort of assembly going on, but I'm just not interested. So, I'm in the hallway, just leaning against the wall, staring into the distance, when this girl comes crashing out of the aud. She turns around and yells through the slowly closing door, "She deserved it!" I raise an eyebrow, but just let it go. Then some guy comes out after her, and I can't hear what they're saying, but the girl looks more and more agitated with every word the guy mutters. Finally she stomps away and into the office.

The guy follows. I can't help but let a small burst of laughter escape my lips. Can't he figure out that she DOESN'T want to talk to him? I scoot over a bit so I'm in front of the window to the office, because I just can't miss this.

The girl is sitting in a chair, her hair in front of her face. The guy is standing in front of her, and he says something, then she stands up and slaps him in the face. My eyes go wide and I cover my mouth to keep in the laugh that threatens to come out. I realize that it's probably not good that I'm laughing, I mean they might be boyfriend and girlfriend and they love each other and blahblahblah, but it's just too funny.

The girl comes back into the hallway, and this time I'm within listening distance. The guy follows out, the door closing softly behind him. "I won't leave you alone, cause I'm just not that type of person. Look, just give me a chance and let's hang out. We can be friends." The girl flicks her hair; I now notice it's a rich midnight blue, behind her shoulder. He continues, "Let me tell you about my life and if you still want nothing to do with me, I'll leave you alone. Deal?" He sticks out his hand, and I watch blue-haired girl glance around before taking his hand and shaking it once saying, "Fine, deal." I don't know how she didn't notice me. Maybe I just blend into the background that well.

Now that they're closer, I recognize the guy as someone who's been in my class for a few years. I still don't know his name, and I had never wanted or needed to know it. We were different crowds; I was in all honors courses and he was...ahem...not that smart. More of the jockey type. I know his name starts with a J. Maybe Jerry? I don't know. I'll just refer to him as J for now.

"So...talk...now." she says. J takes a deep breath and begins his life story. "Well, before I was born, when my mom was a kid, she was raped and beaten. My mom had me at the age I am now; 18. She had it rough. The only thing keeping us alive is my job that I have after school. My mom can't work cause of my two sisters at home. The youngest is sick and she can't be left alone. People tend to hate on me and it sucks, cause I'm really a nice person...people just never take the chance to see the real me. It hurts sometimes."

I cannot believe the gall on this guy. He just went on a random guilt trip. Who knows if all that stuff he said was true, but even if it was, you don't go around telling random people that. Then I wonder. What is J even doing talking to this girl? I know he has a girlfriend. I tilt my head to the side and ponder, barely catching the last thing blue girl says. "I'm sorry that happened to you, but I'm still going to have to say bye from here." Then she turns and leaves.

I peel myself away from the wall. "Dude. Can't you take a hint?" I ask as I walk over.

J looks at me and shakes his head sadly, like I should know his pain. I chuckle a bit and stick out my hand saying, "Castiel, by the way."

J takes my hand and shakes it. "I just wanted to know what she was doing later. I'm having a party. I'm Justin." That was his name! Justin! See, I knew it started with a J. He walks away and I shake my head, chuckling to myself again. Teenagers and their narrow views of life...

I just stay there in the middle of the hallway when out of nowhere, a guy comes crashing into me. I instinctively catch him, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Whoa. You okay?" I ask.

"Awesome." I hear him mumble under his breath. He rights himself, but doesn't move out of my arms. I study him curiously and his eyes move to the ground, his hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly. "Sorry about that." he says, as his cheeks get a tint of rose.

"Oh, it's fine." I smile. "I'm Castiel." We stand there, and he's not backing up, and I'm making no move to step away. I'm surprisingly content with his body near mine. And then he looks up. He doesn't look at me directly, but I'm immediately captivated by two pools of the brightest green I had ever seen. I feel my body sway forward a bit, but he doesn't react. I don't even know his name, and I'm already smitten. Then reality comes rushing back in. I'm intensely aware of his back under my forearms, his heat radiating towards my ever-cool body, the blush upon his face, and the place we're standing.

"Dean." comes his low rumble. So that was his name... I ponder it, spacing out, and then I notice his eyes had met mine. My face explodes in color and I stumble out "So...um...yeah." I bring my arms down and start to back away. "Gotta go!" Then I turn and bolt. I practically sprint down the short section of hall and around the corner; right into a waterfall of deep blue hair.


The girl falls to the ground and just sits there, not getting up. "I'm sorry..." she mumbles. Then she looks up at me and I see that she's the girl from before. "I'm sorry." she says again, this time louder. I'm not sure why she's apologizing. I mean, I knocked her over. She moves onto her hands and knees and I crouch down next to her.

"I'm sorry. Are you alright?" What was with the apologies today? She sort of ignores me and her hair swings down in front of her face. I go to brush it away, but then Justin steps into the hallway from the back door of the aud. "Hey, Castiel, right?" he greets me. I just grimace in response, wishing he'd go away.

Of course, he doesn't, and I'm left standing there listening to him blab. I'm not even paying attention; just sort of staring through him. Not like he notices. Apparently he really can't take a hint.

Another girl walks up and he takes her hand, kissing her. So I was right. He does have a girlfriend. He turns to me again, and this time I hear what he's saying. "This is my girlfriend, Serina. She's the greatest." He smiles at her and I see Serina flinch. I quirk an eyebrow, wondering what that could possibly be about, but I say nothing and smile at her, too. "Nice to meet you." I say. She hesitantly smiles back at me. Then she looks towards the floor and confusion comes over her features. I follow her gaze and see the girl I had knocked over; still on the floor, crawling away. This day is just getting more and more odd. Who crawls? If you're going to make a get-away, at least get up and sprint for it. Serina touches Justin's arm and murmurs something to him, then takes off after the other girl.

Well that wasn't weird at all... I turn my attention back to Justin and realize he's still talking. "-can bring whoever." He looks at me expectantly and I blink once at him. "What?" I say. Justin frowns a bit but repeats what he had just said. "I'm having a party tonight. I'm inviting everyone. You can come, too. Bring whoever you want." "Ah." I say. "Well, maybe. I have to see if I can get a ride." Justin's face brightens considerably and he practically sings, "Okay!" He gives me a dazzling smile and skips off after his girlfriend.

I stand there, a bit dazed, staring off into the distance again. That guy has issues... I wonder what time it is, then I remember I'm wearing a watch. I look at it, and the hands indicate that it's 2:10. Only five minutes of school left. Was I really standing around in the hallway all that time? I shrug my shoulders to myself, then walk down to the foyer and out the building. It's the first day of school, and no one cares about what a single senior is doing. I had brought only a pen to school, and so I felt light as I began to make my way home.