My second fic for SPN fandom. Enjoy!

Our Senior Year Together

Chapter I

It was senior year for Castiel Novak in Truman High School. He was kind of glad for it, because it meant only one year left for him to withstand the torture of his fellow students. The past two years was not a fun experience for him, no matter that he was one of the students with the highest score there.

Being a high school student was a living hell for the students that categorized as nerd, Castiel thought. Because he was surely categorized as one since he was a member of science club and liked to spend his break time with his fellow friends from the club at library. He didn't care to make friends with the popular students, because they would likely only shun him away, like what had happened to one of his friends that attempted it. Poor Chuck still traumatized by it.

To instill his position, unwittingly on Castiel part because he didn't know about style at all, he used two sizes too big sweater every day to school. He also used thick glasses that had started to get obscure after 3 years of use. It was actually a sign for him to purchase new glasses, but he liked the sense of security that the obscured glasses provided for him. It made him felt safe from scrutiny of people around him.

Thankfully he wasn't that miserable in his high school life. He didn't care to make fame for himself, nor did he care to make his way to the top. He was friends with people from the science club. Together, they were able to withstand the torture from the sharks of the school, the jocks. Every time one of their friends became victim, they would comfort each other and took consolation in the fact that they fared better in academic score than the jocks.

Overall, he was pretty content with his high school life.

"Castiel!" a red haired girl called him when he entered the class. His eyes automatically landed at the girl that sat near the window.

A blond haired man that sat beside the girl waved his hand at him, wide grin decorating his face. "Come here, Cas!"

Castiel smiled at his friends and greeted them back, "Anna, Ash. Hello." He walked toward them and settled on the desk behind Anna, putting his bag beside his chair. It was an understatement that he glad he was in the same class with two of his friends this year. At least he will have people to talk to at class.

The dark haired boy was barely sat there for three seconds when his friends bombarded him with questions.

"How was your holiday?" Anna asked, followed closely by Ash's, "How was your big bro?"

He glanced at his friends then shrugged. "I spent my holiday at Gabriel's places, so of course it was fun since he is still full of mischief as usual. Well, as long as I wasn't his victim" he answered both questions in one go.

Ash snickered at him. "Seems fun. Aww, man! I miss your brother so much!"

Castiel allowed a small chuckle pass his lips. "Don't worry, he will come to spend his college holiday here next month," he informed his friend.

"Really?" both Anna and Ash exclaimed at the same time.

"Yes," he answered them. The happy face of his friends made his smile stretched wider.

His brother Gabriel was well loved by his friends because of his lively personality. He was fun to be around despite his status as the king of mischief, Castiel admitted grudgingly. Well, as long as he was not the subject of his brother's prank he could live with it.

"Tell him to bring that apple candy that he bought last year from the candy shop near his university!" Anna chirped happily. "It's the best apple candy that I've ever had in my life!"

Castiel nodded, "I will."

He then glanced around his new classroom for the first time, noticing several people already gathered. He recognized several faces there, and the rest were new faces for him. So far there were none of their transgressors in the class; hopefully it would stay that way.

Sadly, his hope was shattered when a familiar face entered the class. Dean Winchester, the captain of football team.

Dean had been in the same class with Castiel once, when they were in first year. At that time he seemed like an okay guy, cool with everyone in their class. He even had talked to Castiel several times at that time, eventhough it seemed forced. But then he joined football team, an soon made way to hall of fame. After that he started to be friends with the fellow jocks and cheerleaders at their school, slowly distancing himself from his classmates. And slowly became one of the jerks.

He never bullies Castiel though, in the entire two years. Never for once the jock joined his friends shouting at him when he accidentaly passed them, or joined them splashing drink to his sweater. But he knew a person from the science club that had become his regular victim. Poor Crowley always got soda on his button-up shirt at least once a week. It almost seemed like Dean held a personal grudge against him.

He sighed, followed by his red haired friend shortly. "And so my last year in high school is ruined," she muttered.

Ash grinned at them, "No worries, three versus one. If worst comes to worst, we can gank him together. " He made a show of cracking his knuckles, making Castiel and Anna laugh at his joke.

Together, they watched as the football player glanced around the classroom, absently replying the greetings from their new classmates. It looked like he was searching for someone, his friend maybe. But then his eyes fell on their direction and he stared back at them. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and before the members of science club fully realize what happened, he strutted confidently toward them, wide grin planted on his place.

"Hey there!" Dean greeted them when he passed them, still grinning widely. He then flopped down on the desk behind Castiel, much to their disbelief. From the entire empty desks in that class room he chooses the one behind the dark haired nerd.

Ash was the one that gained back his linguistic skill first. "What the hell?"

Castiel just stared blankly at the blond haired boy behind him. His brain still tried to comprehend the situation.

"In case you didn't notice, there are still plenty of empty desks there," Anna muttered at the captain of the football team, pointing at the desks across the room.

Dean just shrugged at her not-too-subtle attempt to shoo him away. "What? I like this spot." He even winked at Castiel after that, making the boy with the thick glasses suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Oh, come on! What do you want?" Ash snarled at him, his patience was gone.

The jock's grin started to slip away. "Like I said, I like this spot," he repeated his answer, rolling his eyes at the blond haired nerd. But when his eyes landed back on the dark haired boy in front of him, his grin came back full force. "I get the best view from here."

Castiel's brain finally could find an explanation that make sense of their situation. But before he could confront him on that, Anna beat him to it.

"Look Mr. Winchester. If you are expecting to force Castiel into giving you answers for the tests then rest assured, we won't let that happen!" Anna told him firmly.

Dean seemed blanched at that idea. "What? I would never do that to Cas!" he shouted at her, blushing slightly when he realized that his voice was too loud.

The dark haired boy couldn't help but blushing too, since it was his name that the jock had shouted. Cas? Did Dean just called him Cas?

Anna and Ash frowned at the jock, while Castiel slowly turned his head away from the boy behind him. This situation had become too uncomfortable for him. He seriously considered to ask the girl in front of Ash to change place with him, because that girl kept glancing back at Dean, when the bell suddenly rang, signaling the start of their first hour.

Great. Just great.

It was nearing the end of the third hour when Castiel could no longer withstand it. He had felt the weight of Dean's stare on his back since the first hour, and it really bothered him. He had glanced back at the football captain twice, and each time their eyes met the jock would only made him further unnerved by grinning at him.

He groaned silently, swearing to himself that he would ask Dean what his problem with him during the class break that would come in-"RING! RING! RING!"

Now apparently.

He didn't realize it, the time was moving too fast. Well, mainly because he was too busy trying to fight the uncomfortable feeling that came from being watched closely from behind, literally.

Castiel waited until the teacher was out of the room before he turned to look at the blond haired jock. He glared at him. "What is your problem with me, Dean?"

Both Anna and Ash turned their head abruptly to look at their friend. Castiel glanced at them shortly, raising his right hand as a signal for them to stay out of this. Fortunately they understand, but it still didn't stop them from glaring at Dean.

It seemed to surprise Dean. "Huh? N-nothing!" he stammered.

The dark haired nerd raised his eyebrows. "Really? So could you explain to me why you kept staring at my back earlier?"

"Uhh," the famous football player seemed to get uncomfortable by his question. Weird.

Castiel sighed deeply. "If you have problem with me, Dean, I would prefer if you tell me directly rather than being subjected to your staring during class," he told him gravely, keeping his patience in check.

"What? I don't have problem with you, okay?" Dean told him quickly, seemed taken aback. He then glanced around nervously. "I-I should go!" With that last statement he left them, practically running out from their class.

The three friends stared at the jock's retreating back in confusion.

To Be Continued

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I'm gonna warn you first, this fic will become fluffier and fluffier by the next chapter. So if fluffiness isn't your type, you may as well stay clear from the next chapter. I don't want to be held responsible for your dentist's bill! XD

For the readers of my other fic, We Are Together Till the End, once again thank you for the reviews, favs and and story alerts. I seriously considered leaving the story at that, letting you guys imagine how it would go from there by yourself, lol. Thanks to the reviews though, now I'm considering the continuation for that fic. The idea still vague, but when it's ready I will try to pour it into the next chapter. Try is the keyword here, so don't expect too much for it! *hides*

By the way, back to this fic. This one is only a short story, so maybe this will end in the next chapter, or the chapter after that. After that I will start my other fic in which Cas is a teacher and Dean is a businessman. It wouldn't be as fluffy as this one but still fluffy none the less, because apparently fluffiness is my favorite XD Whoops, sorry for blabbering. I will stop now.

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