Alone
Destiel AU (Note: Completely original, major character death.)
~2006~
Castiel Novak retrieved his math book and binders from his locker. Come on, Cas, we can make it through last period. He sighed and weaved his way through the crowded hallways, grimacing at the hormonal teenagers making out on the stairwell. "People my age are very frustrated." He mumbled, walking up the stairs towards Mr. Singers' room.
When he reaches the classroom, he walks in swiftly and takes his regular seat in the front left. He sat up front because he felt that easier than sitting in the back with the jocks, or as he called them, the Future Dropouts of America. He pulls out his homework from last night, glancing over it one more time, making sure he got them right.
Hes looking over his homework when comes into the classroom. He clears his throat bringing everyones attention to the boy standing up by the black board. "Class, this is Dean Winchester. Hes new, make him feel welcome." Mr. Singer took role while Dean stood looking for a seat. Cas looked him over. He was wearing a leather jacket and an olive green tshirt, which had an oil smear on the bottom. His jeans were ripped and tattered, and although his face was handsome, he had a bruise on his cheek. It looked as if someone had hit him, and hard, too. Cas sighed. He hoped Dean wasnt a troublemaker. This school had enough of those.
Dean took a seat in the only open desk, the seat behind Cas. Castiel felt his breathing hitch. What? Why is that happening? Castiel suspected it was just his social anxiety acting up, as it was prone to do.
