Dean Winchester is an alien at AirSpace highschool and he'd rather anywhere but. It was the top school in the quadrant, full of stuck up douchebags with money and just enough brainyacks to keep the school on the charts.
Dean's eyes swept obey the classroom of bustling students. So many different skin colors ears and tails and scales and spikes and slime, so many species. Dean himself was a creature most well known as a RationZ, said to resemble the Earth snake, that is, before humans practically tore Earth to bits and were forced to leave their own planet.
He stared down at the light green skin of his hand and the dark, shiny green scales here and there on his arm. He was so intent on this, ignoring the students around trying to catch his attention that he barely heard the door open. He, along with a majority of the rest of the class, jumped nearly a got high when a man called it.
"I said, sit down!" And to Hell with Dean if that wasn't the deepest voice he ever heard... and the bluest eyes... He wasn't tall, with thick brown hair that looked like he hasn't had time to comb through it this morning. "My name is Castiel Novak. Refer to me as you will, as long as it's respectable." He served to ignore the murmurs of 'angel' and ' wings'. Speaking of which, Dean could see them from his seat in the back half of the class.
They were beautiful. All different color that reminded Dean of the stars and space dust around them. Extending out from the man's shoulder blades, they looked like they might pull him over they were so big.
Of course he wasn't the only one captivated by the angel. The whole class was taken by him. Angels were rare, not many existed and not much was known about them because of their tendency to not tell anybody anything. As individuals, they were secretive and usually quiet, so of course the students stared in wonder, most had probably never even seen one up close. Dean sure hadn't.
Dean was shaken when the bell rang to go home, he'd dozed off in Planets' Geography. He hated that class, why learn the names of planets when he could visit them in Baby? He sighed happily, he loved his jet black ship.
"What were you dreaming about? You sure looked happy." Ash laughed, wacking his shoulder playfully with a limp hand.
"Nothing, and I wasn't asleep. I was thinking." Dean argued, grabbing his notebook and standing to join his friend and smiling at his height. Dean was rather tall and Ash was rather short, this caused for a humorous height difference.
"Sure, whatever you say." Ash laughed, tossing his head to flip his mullet cut hair over his shoulder. That was an odd habit of his that Dean found slightly annoying, but Ash said, 'why not show off a good haircut when you got one?' To which Dean would scoff. No matter, he decided, he just wanted to get home and continue his dream (that was absolutely not about his new teacher) in peace.
"Yeah ok." Dean chuckled, green scales shining as he waved. "I gotta go pick up Sammy, see yah." He said and hurried off before Ash tried to pry some more.