Title : Lets Test Love
Summary: High school AU. Science fair is here and Castiel and Dean have been randomly selected for each other. Dean is the baseball captain, and Castiel is the Theater geek. What can happen the last couple months of school?
Characters In Chapter: Dean, Castiel, Gabe, Crowley.
Authors note: Hello! This is a story I am doing on the side of my others. I will update every Friday! Reviews are completely welcomed! It gets me writing! So please push me farther. High School AU's are probably my favorite thing to write (considering it is the only things I have.) So please Enjoy!
he science fair was coming up at Truman High School. It was junior year for Dean Winchester, and he just turned 17. The last two years at Truman, Science fair was different. Only the juniors and seniors had it. For the seniors you could pick you partner or do it alone. When you're a junior, you're assigned a partner. That is what Dean hated. Today was assignment day. Dean knew the people he didn't want to be partners with. The whole year he had wrote people down on a piece of loose leaf, so when the day came he could see his options
Science Fair no go's!
-Tina Watson (Ugly!)
-Jim Selsie (Picks nose)
-Gabriel Novak (Total Trickster, won't do work)
-Susan Hurns (Herpes)
-Crowley Sheppard (Just hate him)
-Josh Kapps (Doesn't like baseball)
And then last on is list. The person he didn't want the most.
-Castiel Novak (Crush)
Dean had had a crush on Castiel Novak ever since he knew he was gay. He lived right next door, and was a total hottie. He had brown, almost black hair that moved almost every which way. Sex- hair! And he had a perfect body. It was toned, and slim. Perfect submissive person to be with the dominate Dean. And the part that made Dean on his knee's weak for Castiel, was his Eyes. A sapphire blue, that looked like the Pacific Ocean.
All the women liked Castiel. He was too smart, and gorgeous. Who wouldn't like that. He was funny when he wasn't meaning to be. Castiel was also shy, but he is outgoing when it comes to being with friends. Castiel did theater too! He was mostly the lead role every time there was a play. Dean would go, just so he could stare at Castiel, and nobody would notice.
He came in to school, dreading he ever went to this stupid school. Assignment Day. Dean carelessly drifted to his homeroom. He plopped down in his usual seat, next to Crowley. He hated Crowley, ever since that one day a year ago. Crowley was sort of a bully at Truman. He had his little gang, The Demons. He stayed behind one day after class, and picked on Castiel. He gave him a bloody nose and a slit lip. Dean was furious with him, and gave him the biggest threat. He would get his baseball team to kick the Demons asses, if he didn't leave Castiel alone. Crowley backed off then.
Mrs. Louis walked in shortly after the bell rang.
"Sorry, running a little late?" She threw her stuff down, completely frustrated. Dean actually liked Mrs. Louis. She was in her mid- 30's, Brunette and was very kind to the kids. Dean sometimes stayed after school to help her out, when he wasn't in season. "As you all know, today is Assignment day!" She smiled while everyone else groaned. "Well better get started, since were already behind." She whipped out a large list filled with all the partners. She started telling the names, you heard sighs and cheers all around.
Dean was getting anxious. He hadn't heard his name called yet. Then he heard it. Dean quickly pinched himself. This couldn't be happening. He played it over in his head again, and again and again. Castiel and Dean.
"Damn it!" Dean cursed under his breath, nobody heard him. Of course he was paired with Castiel, who else?
"Meet with your partners and start discussing." She said quickly getting back to setting up her space. "Every day when you come in, sit with your partner. You have 15 minutes. "
Dean slumped further in his desk. He didn't want to get up, but he knew he had too. He slowly walked over to the open spot next to Castiel. It had been at least two years since they talked. They would always say hi to each other at the block parties. They both walked the same way back from school, just on opposite sides of the side walk. Well, that is until Dean got the
Impala.
Dean sat down cautiously.
"Hiya, Cas! How's it been?" Dean slapped a good hand on Castiel's shoulder.
"Not bad Dean. You?" Castiel spoke, a little annoyed.
"Great!" Dean muttered taking his hand off his back.
"Well, I have some ideas?" Castiel mumbled. It seemed he was talking to himself.
"Look Cas, I know you think I'm going to make you do the work or something, but I am in this. We work together!" Dean smiled. He saw the sides of Castiel's mouth curve up.
"You know, we live right next to each other, but never speak? I really thought you were just going to shove the work in my face… no offense." Castiel shrugged his shoulders.
"None taken. And maybe this project will do better for us, makes us… friends?" Dean laughed, nudging Castiel in the side. Boy did Dean hope, he liked Castiel for so long, maybe this wasn't a total retarded idea?
"Well since you are into baseball, I had some ideas you might like." Castiel swung open his notebook, filled with letters and numbers.
"You write a ton!" Dean's mouth open in awe. Castiel finally got to a page with every person in the classes name on it. "What the hell?" Dean's gaze fell upon each name and an idea.
"I have loads of time, so I decide to write my options down and choices that fit each person. I like to do more work less play, so I have an experiment idea. I hope you don't mind."
"You did so much work in this little notebook, if I told you that I wouldn't listen to your idea, that would just be cruel." Dean smirked.
"Well, soon you're the pitcher on the baseball team I thought we could do some Sport Science. Maybe test the Biomechanics of Pitching?" Castiel looked at Dean, who had been staring at Castiel like he had three heads. "Like how do pitchers get a pitch so fast, but so accurate? What helps better, to have strong biceps or strong triceps? That kind of thing, I mean, you're really good at pitching so I thought-"
"You've seen me pitch?" Dean couldn't help but grin.
"I might be a total nerd, but baseball is one of my favorite sports, I go to almost all the games!" Castiel smiled.
"Oh- well that idea sounds great!" Dean patted Castiel on the shoulders.
"Okay good!"
"Hey, Cas?" Dean started. Castiel got used to the pet name Dean gave him long ago. "I could drive you back to my place and we could get started today?" Dean asked anxiously.
"Sure, but I have drama class after school?" Castiel looked a little apologetic.
"No, it's cool. I'll wait." Dean smiled. Then he bell went off. "K, I'll see you then." Dean hurried and grabbed a pen and a slip of paper. "Here, my number, just in case!" Dean winked and made his way out. Castiel looked down at the paper, 317-942-1639. That went well! Dean was way too nervous, but he knew Castiel didn't see. He basically planned a date with Castiel Novak. He just couldn't wait!
*Try dialing the number is you want to! I know what should come up. ((Indiana area code. If you are out of U.S.A it might charge for Long distance, please keep that in mind.))*