A/N: soo this is more of a "serious" fic than my last one! it's pretty much the most cliche plot ever...whatever haha i tried ok i hope you like it idk

It was Monday, and Dean Winchester wasn't in the mood to talk. To anyone. But everyone seemed to be in the mood to talk to him.

"Hey Dean. Uh, how was your weekend?" Dean turned around to see a timid boy looking at him nervously.

"Chuck. Hey. It was just fine." Dean turned back around, not interested in continuing any kind of conversation with Chuck. Suddenly he felt someone tapping his shoulder.

"What do you want?" Dean groaned as he turned to look at one of his best friends, Jo.

"Have you heard about the new kid?" Dean rolled his eyes. He hadn't heard about the new kid, but of course Jo had. She seemed to know everything about everyone, and it really got on Dean's nerves sometimes. Jo started to tell him about the kid when the teacher cut her off.

"Jo? Dean? Do you two have something you want to share with the class?" They shook their heads and the teacher continued. "Good, because I have a new student to introduce to y'all. This is Castiel, and he will be joining us for the rest of the school year." Dean and Jo shifted their attention to the boy being introduced. He was looking down at the ground, avoiding eye contact with anyone, but Dean still saw the boy's bright, clear blue eyes. Castiel's clothing was a little strange but Dean didn't really care; he wanted to get to know this kid. The teacher put a hand on Castiel's shoulder and guided him towards the class. "Why don't you take a seat over there next to those chatty Cathys, Jo and Dean." Jo excitedly waved Castiel over, and he shuffled to the empty desk next to her.

"Hey, I'm Jo. This is Dean." Castiel shyly waved at the two of them after Jo's introduction. Jo continued to try to make conversation, but the new kid was pretty quiet. "So Castiel, where'd you come from?" she asked.

"Chicago," Castiel mumbled, still avoiding eye contact.

"The Windy City, huh? Cool. So what class do you have next?"

Castiel unfolded a crisp piece of paper, his schedule. "I suppose I have...English."

Jo smiled. "Well would you look at that! So does Dean." Jo elbowed Dean and he looked up.

"Uh, yeah, English. Right. I hate English," Dean stuttered. He could feel his face turning an embarrassing shade of red. He had been lost in thought...about Cas. He didn't know why, but there was just something about this blue-eyed, trenchcoat-wearing kid that made Dean want to know him.

Dean went about his day in a haze. On the way to English he had seen some jerk making fun of Cas's suit. Dean wanted to talk to Castiel in class but the teacher was watching him like hawk, and getting on his case about not turning in his homework.

At lunch, Dean sat with his usual crowd of Jo, Sam, and some other friends of theirs. He spotted Cas standing alone. "Jo, go talk to Castiel and tell him to come sit with us," Dean whispered.

"Why can't you?" Dean rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine. I'll go get him. But you owe me!" Jo sighed.

When Jo and Castiel returned to the table, Jo took it upon herself to integrate Castiel into the group. "This is Castiel. He moved here from Chicago, he likes to read, and his brother Gabriel is a sophomore."

Sam looked up at Cas, "Really, Gabriel's your brother? He's in my World History class, he's so funny! I was talking to him earlier-"

Dean cut Sam off, "No one wants to hear about your man crush, Sammy." Dean turned to Castiel. "What are you doing in Lawrence?"

Cas looked confused. He replied, "I'm living here."

Jo smiled. "No, like, why did you move here?" she asked gently.

"Oh." Cas nodded slowly. "Well, my brother got transferred to a new job. And he made myself and Gabriel move with him." As Cas was talking, someone brushed by Dean, placing their hand on his shoulder.

Dean sighed. "Hi Carmen. What do you want?" Carmen batted her eyelashes.

"Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to...hang out, after school today." Normally Dean would've been all for "hanging out" with Carmen. But not today. He had no patience with her; especially when she interrupted his conversation with Castiel.

"No, Carmen. Not today. Can you go somewhere else?" Carmen looked upset and left, and everyone at the table looked at Dean. Jo spoke up, "What is with you today?"

Dean looked away. "I don't know..."