Today Castiel didn't feel right. It was just another Wednesday, a normal school day where he had to drag himself out of his bed and get going, and yet...
Something was just off.
He sighed, rolling out of his bed. Mornings were not his favourite time of day, but of course he had to deal with them, just like everyone else. He raked his fingers through his already chaotic and spikey hair. Good enough for school, I guess, he thought. He shuffled into his bathroom, got dressed, and headed out the door to school.
As we walked along the sidewalk, he could only think to himself that something felt off today. Either way, he strolled the rest of the way to school, munching on his piece of toast.
He entered his homeroom and sat in his normal seat, just like a normal day. But something was off. He sighed and began doodling in his notebook like usual, until his teacher spoke up. "Today we have a new student, what's your name?"
Castiel glanced up.
"Dean Winchester, sir," the boy said. Castiel gazed at the boy.
Things became right again.
Castiel was appalled. The new student, Dean, had the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. Castiel noted the chitter-chatter of girls behind him as well. Of course girls would like Dean. He was tall, tan, and absolutely gorgeous.
Castiel shook his head. Stop being so weird. Everyone thinks you're strange already, he thought to himself, dragging his gaze from the beauty in front of him to his notebook. He began to doodle to distract himself.
Dean was told to take a seat, and he did accordingly. He was going to try this year, for his mother's sake. He felt so guilty that he was such a burden upon his mother, so he'd made a promise to himself that this year would be different. This year would be right.
The days passed slowly for both boys. Dean was struggling to keep up in class, and Castiel was struggling to focus on anything other than Dean. While the two only had three classes together, Castiel saw Dean everywhere. Whether it was in the cafeteria, or after school, or in the hallways, Castiel's gaze seemed to always gravitate towards Dean.
It's no surprise, too, that Dean was extremely popular. He was just pretty, both personality-wise and physically. Castiel noted that Dean was extremely kind to everyone, even the less popular kids and that he always smiled. Castiel never saw the other boy frowning, or even looking angry or frustrated.
Castiel sighed pitifully. He wished he could be as popular as Dean… But Castiel knew better. He was too intelligent and and 'nerdy' too be popular. And he was okay with that.
The bell rang suddenly, startling Castiel out of his thoughts. Lunch, he thought, standing up and packing up his things. He then remembered that his best friend, Charlie, wanted to give him his outfit for LARPing on Saturday. He quickly exited the classroom and was speeding down the hall until he ran into someone, causing him to fall to the ground.
"I- I'm so sorry," he muttered, looking up. Oh fuck. Cas had just slammed straight into Dean-fucking-Winchester of all people.
Dean grinned down at the dazed student. "It's alright, do you need help with your books?" he asked Castiel, seeming genuinely concerned. Castiel shook his head furiously, ears burning from embarrassment, before gathering his things and continuing down the hall. Dean, grinning slightly, continued to watch the kid as he walked away from Dean.
"Damn, Winchester. From the looks of it, you got it bad." spoke an amused accented voice from behind Dean.
"Shut it, Crowley." Dean turned to see his friend chuckling.
"Why should I? You're quite enticed by that nerdy boy." Crowley smirked at the other student. Dean simply huffed at him and turned, heading to the cafeteria for lunch.
Castiel shivered. He had just ran into Dean-friggin'-Winchester like an idiot. He kicked himself mentally as he paced down the halls to Charlie.
"Hey Cas! So about Sat- hey, are you okay? You're flushed." Charlie spoke in a rush as Castiel approached her. The boy touched his cheeks and realized that he was indeed blushing because he wiped his face DNA on Dean's shirt.
Castiel twined his fingers together, nervously circling his thumbs. "Yeah, I'm okay, Charlie… Just tripped on the way here," he said, making minimal eye contact with the girl.
"Bullshit. What happened?" she asked, getting into Castiel's face a bit to mildly intimidate the boy into telling her.
Castiel sighed. "I tripped, just now… straight onto Dean Winchester," he replied to the girl. "I'm so embarrassed, I looked like a complete idiot!" Castiel exclaimed as Charlie chuckled.
"I think you'll be okay, Cas, really. Plus, you look cute when you're flustered." she giggled, tugging on his hand. "Now, we gotta eat lunch, there's only like ten minutes left."
Castiel nodded, and allowed himself to be pulled along by Charlie to their lunch table.