Hey guys! So this is a new story- uh obviously and I said I would put the ratings in here so here goes. It is rated M because of mature themes, profanity, homophobia, violence and maybe yes, some smutt in later chapters. Please don't be afraid of all the scary sounding stuff in the ratings, the story really isn't all that angsty, like AT ALL. I am a fucking suck for fluff so thats what you're gonna be dealing with here. There may be some OOC characters but this is an AU, isn't that half the point? ;) Also I'm not exactly sure about how dance recitals work so If I get some details wrong I apologize. I hope you enjoy the story!
Dean POV
I made my way into the dance hall. I had never been to a recital before. I was more of a cars and rock n' roll kinda guy. I was only here because my cousin Jo had practically begged me to come watch her routine. I was walking into the hall with my a good buddy of mine.
"Garth who are you here for anyways?" I asked.
"Oh, I just come every year. Not for anyone in particular, I just think the dancing is beautiful." I laughed; not many high school boys come to dance recitals for any reason besides seeing all the graceful and leotard clad high school girls. Garth was kind of awkward but it was part of what made him one of my favorite guys. We paid to get in and made our way to a little flower stand in the hall, it was there to buy flowers for your friends or family who danced. I bought two, one for Lisa - we were still good friends - and one for Jo. Garth and I found some good seats, we were about the third row away from the stage. We were looking at the program when I heard some snickers from the row behind us. I didn't have to look behind me to know who it was; that little posse of the biggest shitheads around. The thick headed, British, dark haired member of the group smacked me on the back of the head.
"Hey Winchester, fancy seeing you here. You here to check out that fine little slice, Lisa? I wouldn't mind doing a little tango with her if you know what I me-" I turned to him.
"Crowley you ass! Just shut up! Just because we're not dating anymore doesn't mean you can be a completely perverted piece of shit to her. Move seats, we were here first and I'm not dealing with you, Richard and the rest of you ignorant craps for two hours." Richard beamed.
"It's a free country Dean, we can sit here for as long as we want! And please, call me Dick." Naomi giggled. I rolled my eyes and turned back around. The recital was starting. The first dance was a small group of 6 year olds standing in a line shuffling their feet and doing little hops. I smiled. One little girl was wandering off from the group and making up her own dance moves in the corner. The crowd giggled and "awww"-ed. After that the groups kept getting older and older and better and better. There were groups and solos and all sorts of different dances. Garth was humming along with most of the music and watching contently. The girls were quite talented. Next up was Jo's group, the grade 10's. They were doing a jazz piece. I saw on the program that this one girl Jess was in this group. Oh, I so should have brought Sammy and made him bring her flowers. Those two had been crushing on each other forever. The group walked out onto the stage and took their starting positions - they wore long white shirts with loads of sequins and black shorts. Before the music started there was an applause and I shouted out.
"GO JO!" At the top of my lungs; hopefully louder than the rest of the cheering crowd. The routine began and I watched with pride. Jo was in absolute synch with the other dancers and her moves were perfect. She had the biggest smile on her face. They did a little bit where they lay on the floor and do some kicks. Jo caught sight of me in the crowd and smiled, throwing me a wink. I was laughing as the girls skipped off the stage, finishing their routine. I whooped and hollered like a mad man, I got some weird looks but I couldn't care less. I sat down and a couple more dances passed and the recital over halfway finished.
"And next up is the Grade 11 ballet group." Dean and Garth applauded as the group walked onto the stage. But this wasn't just any group. This group had a boy.
There! That chapter was fairly short, but I think most chapters of this story will be - we'll see. As usual I'd love to hear some opinions!