*I apologize for the absurdly long A/N but it is the first chapter so it is VITAL. My first A/U story EVER so please be nice. * Make sure you read it all or you'll be lost.

Disclaimer: I own nothing about Supernatural! Just my silly ideas…any characters and places I make up are fictional and any references to real people, places and events are completely coincidental!

Plot:A/U High School…Where Castiel Angelus is the strange and quiet junior living with his brothers Michael and Gabriel…his secret. He has visions sometimes, mostly of a green eyed boy. What is his surprise when that green-eyed-boy moves across the street from him? And his continual visions of Dean's death…which he keeps stopping but fate is after him. O_o…how can this curse be stopped…. "True Love's Kiss, Perhaps?" What do you think?

Dean and Sam move to the dozy little town of White Cedar, Massachusetts with their uncle, Bobby after a horrible car accident claims the lives of their mother and father.

Warning:Going to have a stoner-like Castiel (until Dean helps him)…so there will be Drug use (weed, which I don't fully consider a drug but yeah). . There will be undying DESTIEL LOVE and maybbeee later some SABRIEL LOVE (if you want)…and there will be some vile language at times…and…maybe some smut, considering what I get in reviews…

**There will be many visions of Dean dying (Castiel saving him last second tho.) Don't get mad.. I won't actually kill him. Lol.**

PLEASE REVIEW AND I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!...I'll even share Castiel with you…as long as I get his eyes. O.o…okay I'll let you have ONE.

Soo….enough wasting your time! I will get on with the story. Please leave reviews, my lovely little readers! And if you have suggestions or complaints…let me know! ^-^.

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Castiel knew he was different; he known for a few years now but he had no idea what exactly was wrong with him. It started three years ago on his 14th birthday. He had gone about his day as usual…school, homework and then dinner with his two brothers, Michael and Gabriel. Michael was busy working but Gabriel had stayed home from school all day to decorate the house and bake him a cake. Castiel loved having Gabriel for a brother…though he could be very odd and just plain a jerk sometimes, when it came to Castiel, he became that protective and loving older brother.

After that night, Castiel had gone to sleep…that was when the dreams started. He would have dreams of people he had never seen before…the strangest part was that sometimes…almost all the time, actually, these dreams would come true. They had been happening so fast that he could never get a grip on why.

He had once brought this up to Michael and Gabriel but they just told him he was having nightmares and that he needed to stop drinking soda or to stop eating bananas before bed. Castiel knew that wasn't it…something about these dreams felt so real. The first time he had one, it was as though he was watching the scene unfold. There was a blonde haired woman in her mid-thirties and she was driving down the highway during a snowstorm with her two young girls in the backseat. They couldn't have been more than six years old. He had watched as the large oil truck t-boned their SUV, killing all three of the passengers. He had woken and assumed he just had a bad dream…then he saw the news. That was when he started to wonder.

For now, the dreams had been occurring less but instead of random incidences, he had been dreaming of one person in particular. It had been a year since he first saw this young man with green eyes. The first dream he had of him started the same as his others… with blurred figures and faded colors before clearing up.

Something felt different with that one…he felt more connected, almost as if he was sitting in the car with them. They had been in an older Chevy that Castiel didn't recognize and in the front was a man and a woman. It had been dark outside and they were driving on an unfamiliar road. In the backseat sat the green eyed guy around his age. The tension in the car was harsh…even Castiel could sense it. The green-eyed-guy was having a heated argument with whom Castiel decided was the father. He didn't remember what the argument was about but he clearly remembered the father looking back to shout and in that moment, a large buck had decided to step onto the clearing.

That had been when the father lost control of the vehicle and it barreled off of the bridge, knocking over a sign that said Kansas…that had been when he woke.

He was curious to why he was dreaming about Kansas when he usually only had dreams of events in Massachusetts. He didn't know why but that dream had struck something inside of him and he felt pain from that day. He had figured that his dream-visions-whatever they were, would go back to random citizens but that didn't happen. His dreams were becoming less frequent, almost every one of them had been about the green-eyed-man. Even if it was just flashes of him doing things like being in a hospital, arguing with another kid that Castiel assumed was his brother, working on a car…he had just seen a lot of this guy.

Even now, he knew he was having another one of his dreams but as usual, he was powerless to stop it.

The green-eyed-guy was standing outside of a garage, working on the dented black car. Castiel felt something in his stomach turn at how familiar that garage looked but he just pushed it off as probably a memory from another dream.

The green-eyed-guy then slid out from underneath the car and started to walk to the door on the side of the house while wiping his hands on a white rag stained with black. He stopped before reaching the door and turned those emerald orbs over in Castiel's direction.

Castiel felt his stomach plummet. He had never once made eye contact with anyone from his dreams. He stood frozen for a moment as the green-eyed-guy waved a grease-covered hand at him.

Castiel gasped and opened his eyes. He could feel the blanket of sweat covering his body as it usually did when he had his dreams. He sat up on the floor, holding his hand over his chest and rapidly beating heart.

"Castiel? You okay?" the voice of his best friend, Balthazar, suddenly asked.

Castiel winced and shielded his eyes as his friend clicked the lamp on beside the bed.

"Cassie?" Balthazar asked, concern deep in his voice "You alright?"

Castiel rubbed the wetness from his eyes and turned to his friend, who was squinting at him and blinking rapidly, sleep very visible in his eyes. Castiel nodded "Yeah…"

"Did you have another one of your nightmares?" Balthazar asked, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He rubbed his eyes before turning them to his friend.

Castiel nodded. He had told Balthazar about the dreams and he was the only one who actually believed him. Balthazar was pretty much his only friend and at the moment, he was staying over his house for the weekend "I wouldn't call it a bad one…it was weird."

"What happened?" Balthazar questioned. He was always sincere when he talked to him about the visions.

"Remember that guy with the green eyes I have been having dreams about?" Castiel asked, darting his eyes around for the half smoked joint he had smoked before bed. It had become ritual for him to smoke whenever he had a dream…it calmed him down and helped him fall back asleep.

Balthazar nodded "Did you see him again?"

Castiel knit his eyebrows as he pulled the joint and a lighter off of the end table. He lit it and took a long puff before letting it out with a cough "It was strange…I swear he waved at me…like, like he saw me."

Balthazar nodded "Has that ever happened?" he asked, reaching out to take a puff.

Castiel took another long drag before passing it to his friend. That was all he needed at the moment; just enough to fall back asleep. He shook his head "No, it hasn't," he said, smiling when he felt the familiar sensation of his heartbeat starting to speed up and a warmth envelope his skin. His head felt light as the dream started to fade and the world around him seemed to slow down like watching a movie.

He smiled widely when Balthazar started coughing and decided a few more puffs couldn't hurt. He was going back home tomorrow so why not have a good night. He knew for a fact he couldn't smoke much while staying with Michael.

They ended up finishing the joint and Balthazar threw the roach out the window before they decided they were starving. They silently crept out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.

Castiel pressed his lips together to not giggle as they opened the fridge.

"Shh," Balthazar hissed, pushing a finger over his lips as the fridge door banged into the chair behind it.

Castiel's heart skipped a beat when the light flicked on. He and Balthazar whirled around to see Balthazar's roommate, Anna standing outside the kitchen wearing a white tank top and blue shorts. She had her hands on her hips. Her long, red hair hung messily around her face and her green eyes gleamed "What are you doing?" she asked.

Balthazar stared at her, the room spinning as his eyes tried to adjust. He took a deep breath "I'm hungry," he said.

"It's two thirty in the morning…" Anna said, her eyes narrowing.

Castiel snorted a laugh when he realized she looked like a cat. She was acting like a friggen mom.

"Are you stoned again?" Anna asked with disgust.

"No, your stoned," Balthazar snapped back and if Castiel wasn't high, that would have made no sense. Instead, he laughed as he rummaged through the fridge, his heart racing and stomach growling.

"Don't touch my soda or ice cream," Anna said in annoyance as she slumped back into her room.

Balthazar made noises mockingly after her as he grabbed two of her diet cokes.

Castiel grinned as he pulled out some ham, turkey and roast beef sandwich meat. He grabbed at least six slices of cheese, a loaf of bread and Ranch dressing.

His mind ran a million miles a minutes as he made two sandwiches, each full of an inch thick of meat and three slices of cheese. Balthazar made himself a sandwich and grabbed two bags of Ruffles and Anna's container of Half Baked Ben and Jerry's. Castiel grabbed his ice cream he left there and they walked back into the room, leaving the mess all over the counter.

Balthazar sighed as he sat on the bed, throwing the food down and patting the spot in front of him. Castiel smiled as he took the seat letting his body relax to the feel of the soft, plush bed. He placed his plate of sandwiches down in front of him before lifting one and taking a huge bite. His chewing seemed much louder than it should and the crinkling of the Ruffle bags Balthazar was opening made his ears hurt.

"So," Balthazar said before crunching on a chip "What did the mystery guy do when he waved at you?"

Castiel shrugged, "He was just working on a car…then he waved and I woke up," he said after swallowing a mouthful of food.

Balthazar nodded "Okay…have any idea why you keep dreaming about this guy?"

Castiel shook his head when he thought about it "No idea…wish I knew his name."

"Why? So you can look him up on Facebook and ask how his day was even though you already know?" Balthazar asked "Oh! You should go and like become a FBI psychic person…you know, you see this crap happening and you call in reports! Oh! Maybe you can, like, learn how to control it. I'm sure you could make a lot of money doing that."

Castiel felt confused as he listened to his friend ramble on. Balthazar was interesting when he was high…Castiel had no idea about half of the references he used but it always intrigued him to listen.

They stayed like that for a while before they both felt completely stuffed with munchies and the high was dulling down to a burnt out feeling. Castiel hadn't even realized he fell asleep until he opened his eyes to bright sunlight.

He winced and turned over onto his side to face away from the window. He froze when he felt his arm curl around a warm and muscular body. He narrowed his eyes to see that he was lying on the bed with Balthazar, who was turned facing him and fast asleep.

"You guys are so gay," Anna's voice sounded from the door.

Balthazar's eyes popped open and he almost fell off the bed he jumped so fast. Both of them sat up, their stomachs aching from the night before.

Castiel chuckled and felt his cheeks reddened as the red haired girl stared at them from the doorway.

Balthazar quickly climbed out of the bed, thankful to see he was still fully clothed. He didn't remember falling asleep like that but it didn't bother him much. Him and Castiel had been friends for years and something like this…of course it felt weird, but he knew it didn't mean anything.

Castiel had a feeling overcome him…like something huge was going to happen that day but he couldn't put his finger on it. All he knew was that he was anxious to get home…that was until he opened his phone to see the texts from his brothers.

'Cassie…wakey wakey Cassie,' –Gabriel

"Castiel; you need to come home. Lucifer is coming to visit," –Michael

'Oooh Mikey's gonna' kick your butt. He is on his way over there right now,' –Gabriel

He was about to reply to Gabriel when his phone buzzed in his hand again.

'Cassie? You alive?' –Gabriel

Castiel almost jumped when he heard a loud knocking on the door.

Balthazar looked confused as Anna left the doorway to go and answer it.

"It's Michael," Castiel said suddenly feeling no urge to get home. Lucifer always teased him worse than even Gabriel did. Castiel had come to the conclusion that Lucifer fit his name perfectly…he knew how to torture someone mentally and he was by far immature and annoying.

"Castiel," Michael said, standing in the doorway. His blonde hair was brushed nicely and his steel cold gaze stared at him with suspicion. He was wearing gray jeans and a button up gray top. He looked very nice today. Castiel assumed it was because Lucifer was coming over…Michael always tried to outdo him.

"Sorry Michael, I just woke up," Castiel said, standing up and shuffling to grab his stuff. He quickly gathered his belongings and said goodbye to Balthazar before walking out with Michael.

Castiel sighed as he sat inside the very clean and shining black Honda Civic. He noticed that it smelled really good…like a fresh cologne. Michael had a new air freshener in the vehicle, the scent called Black Ice. He was worried that Michael would get mad at him for not answering the texts. Michael was always in a bad mood when Lucifer was coming over. Today though, he was in a fairly good mood.

"So…when we get home, just take a shower and clean up. You smell horrible," Michael said with a slight smile as they drove back to the house.

"Why are you so dressed up?" Castiel questioned, wondering if it all had to do with Lucifer.

"Just met some new guy who just moved in across the street.…" Michael said with a half smirk "I already claimed him."

Castiel sighed "That's not fair…I wasn't home," he said, shaking his head. They had their list…the damn list. They had to abide by the rules of 'the list'. If one person in the household puts a name on the list, the others may not try and date the said person. Castiel had a very short list…Michael's list was fairly long and Gabriel's list consisted of almost every decent looking chick in the school as well as a few guys.

"Sucks for you," Michael said "I'm going to ask him out."

"How do you know he's even into guys?" Castiel asked. Him and Michael had always been very open-minded about being with the same gender. Of course they liked females, Michael moreso…Castiel was more into males.

"Oh I can tell. He thinks he is all tough and straight on the outside but I know he wants it up the ass," Michael said, letting out a laugh.

Castiel shook his head and smiled "Your ridiculous sometimes, you know that?"

Michael just grinned and nodded "You smell like a skunk."

Castiel turned to look out the window as they drove onto their street. His stomach was turning at the idea that Michael knew exactly what he did. He was just surprised that he wasn't lecturing him or yelling at him.

Once they pulled into the driveway, Michael walked inside and Castiel was busy pulling his stuff out of the trunk.

He slammed the trunk down and was about to walk inside when he heard someone curse loudly across the street. He turned and knit his eyebrows as he noticed a new car outside of the garage at their neighbor's house. He froze when he noticed the slightly dented black body on the Chevy.

His stomach turned as déjà vu took over. He watched as a young man slid out from beneath the vehicle and stood, wiping his hands on a rag.

Castiel felt his heart skip a beat when the guy stopped before going back inside. Castiel was met by the most beautiful and familiar green eyes.

He stared in shock as the green-eyed-guy waved an oily hand at him and smiled widely. For a moment, he just stared, his heart battering against his ribcage. Without another thought, he quickly turned and ran inside the house, his stomach cartwheeling and heart racing in his chest.

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Dean furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as the guy across the street ran inside like he just saw a ghost. He felt confused and somewhat strange after that reaction. Yeah, people have run away from him before but that was when he got into fights. All he did was wave to this guy and he ran for the hills.

He sighed and shook his head as he walked back into Bobby's house. This was going to be a very strange year indeed. His first day there and already people were afraid of him…he could just imagine what school was going to be like. With that, he slid the rag into his pocket and grabbed out a soda before heading back to the garage to work on the Impala. He needed to get her running and only had a few things left to do. Tomorrow, he would be taking her to the new school.

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