Author's Note:
Hi guys! This is my first time writing any sort of fanfiction, and I'm really nervous on the reviews of it. I've read all sorts of fanfiction about Destiel, Sabriel, Shevine, TomXHarry, Drarry, Ghiralink, (so ashamed to say it...even Wincest...it was one time thing, and I promise, I'm not a hater shipper) you name it:) So, I decided to try to write some of my own ideas about my favorite ships. This one will be about Destiel:) Now it may contain smut, but, this is my first time writing so I'll keep it fluffy for the time being (but you never know^_^) So folks, here's northing:)
Prologue
August 31, 2015
Looking back at my life, I realized that the love path is a long, bumpy road. Sure it has it's ups and downs, and it's vast obstacles, but what I learned from that is how you intend to walk on it. Boy, do I wish I knew that before everything, It was so long ago, when I learned my lesson. About, 65 years ago? Yes, I remember it very well. The year was 1950, and I was walking into the big, sterling, building, for my last year.
Walking into the classroom, I didn't think much of it. Sure it was a good-spaced classroom, but I've seen better. It reeked of frebrez and was filled with the kind of posters you'd see in any classroom. Posters like, 'Always Show Your Work' and 'It's Ok To Not Know But It's Not Ok To Not Try', and if you looked closely, you could see the mold pile up in the corners of the room. Just like any other corny classroom you'd expect. Anyway, I this story isn't about some old classroom. This story is about a teacher, a certain teacher. No, not the new, hot-body, blonde teacher. The teacher who some students never really understood.
I know what you're thinking. 'This is just some high school love tragedy and it's probably gonna end like Never Been Kissed or the Notebook'. Well, my friend, this story is different. Maybe you'll laugh, maybe you'll cry. Who knows? You might even relate to it, but enough about that. Shucks, you don't even know who I am. My name is Castiel Novack, and I'm a high school student at Grace High School in Lawerence, Kansas. I'm 17 years old and this will be my last year attending this godforsaken place.
Now, I may seem like a cocky teenager who thinks he's better than everyone else, but to be honest with you, that's not me. No, I was a respectable student, one who took his studies seriously. I was on the honor roll, and president of the Choose Your Own Path club. Yep, I was a good student and I knew what path I wanted to go down. I wanted to be governor of Kansas. Although it took a while for me to realize my leadership skills, I walked the town with my chin up and the attitude look that told people to watch out.
Anyway, nothing could stop me, I was sure of it. But it wasn't untill I met my homeroom professor. The teacher who actually put a halt in my pathway. Ugh, just thinking of him makes me giddy. He takes me back all the way, all the way to the beginning. He was was my professor, Professor Winchester.
Author's Note:
Well there's the beginning. To be honest, this story went a different path, not what I was expecting it to go lol. So, please leave a review, tell me what you think, and say whether or not you would follow it. This is really exciting, I'm glad I got to start it.
Carry On:)