Dean opened his eye and look at the ceiling fan that spun overhead. He smiled because one strand of his dirty blond hair tickled his forehead from the blow of the fan. The smile quickly left his face once he realized it was Monday. He loathed this day for he would have to go to school. It wasn't that he was bad at it; it was that he would have to deal with all the people at Tonganoxie High (in Kansas). He knew as soon as he walked in the door he would be bombarded with girls wanting to get in his pants and people who wanted to be friends with him. He truly hated it yet loves it at the same time.

He heard a knock at the door, "YEESSS" he said still half asleep.

The door opened half way and a beautiful middle age woman stepped in, her name was Mary, his mother.

"Get up sleepy head, I don't want you to be late"

"Ok mom, I was just getting up"

"When your done, your breakfast will be on the counter, I will be leaving for the shop in 5 minutes" she owned her own boutique in town.

"Ok, oh remember I have practice after school so can dad pick up Sammy after school?" he was the captain of the football team.

"Oh yeah, yea he can, now hurry and get dressed"

So he got out of bed and took a quick shower, styled his hair, and brushed his teeth and put on his clothes. He wore a green polo that made his forest green eyes pop, a pair of boot cut jeans and his boots. He pulled his letterman's jacket and backpack on then walked out of his room and headed down stairs.

He was greeted with an eye roll from his younger brother Sam sitting at the dining room table. Dean went over to his younger brother and messed up the younger brothers hair.

"Hey, stop that!" Sam said

"What ever bitch"

"Jerk" they both shared a small smile and ate their food.

After they finished their food they gathered the things they would need for the day and hoped in the black '67 Chevy Impala. Dean put on some AC/DC and drove Sam to school with out saying a word to each other. Sam was in the eighth grade and this was his final year at his middle school. When they got to Sam school he finally said something.

"Hey, see you later, oh and dad is going to pick you up after school"

"Oh, ok guess I'll see you at home" they gave each other a half smile.

"Hey, be good you hear me." Dean said pointing at the younger brother.

"What ever jerk"

"Bitch"

Dean drove off and headed to school where he would have to deal with the onslaught of people. On the bright side of thing he would be able to see his girl Lisa.

Once he got to school ever eye was on him. He manages to find Lisa and gave her a small kiss and a wink then went to his first hour saying "hi" to at least a hundred people. Since today was Monday it was a crunch day that means he would have to go to all 8 of his classes for one hour. Dean was in the 10th grade. He made it his first hour, science just as the bell rang. He made his way to his seat in the back of the class and waved at a few girls who were looking at him with lust in their eyes. Once he got his notebook out of his backpack and opened it to take notes he heard Mr. Johnson clear his throat, but Dean didn't look up.

"Class, we have a new student, son what's your name?"

"Castiel, Castiel Novak" he said sheepishly

Dean looked up and his heart felt like it had just stopped when he saw Castiel. Castiel was a slender guy, he wore black skinny jeans, Converse, and an over sized sweater and his hair was a little messy like he just got out of bed.

"Castiel, your assigned seat will be next to Mr. Winchester, " said Mr. Johnson and pointed at Dean.

Castiel nodded and made his way to his seat.

Dean's palms started to sweat a little now that the new cute student was walking towards him and would be sitting next to him for the rest of the year. He tried his hardest to clam him self, but with little success. As Castiel was sitting down Dean swallowed the lump in his throat and mustered up the strength to say something.

"H-hey, I'm Dean"

"Hi, Castiel" He said in a soft pleasant tone. Castiel put out his hand and Dean stared at it before placing his hand on Castiel's. They both smiled ear to ear and their eyes connected, green meeting Castiel's blue and that is when Dean knew he had to make Castiel his.