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Dean and Chuck walked to homeroom together in silence Dean thought was almost comfortable. When they walked in, all the other student were already in their seats, the teacher standing behind the desk, was a woman, middle aged with short brown hair cut into a bob and the first signs of wrinkles, she looked plain, not in a bad way though. She seemed natural, not needing makeup or tones of fakery. She approached Chuck and Dean and after a few words, Chuck took his seat.

Dean stood at the front of the class next to the teacher, whom introduced herself as Ms. Darby.

"Boys and girls, this is Dean Winchester. He's new." The students looked up and Dean's stomach fell. Ms. Darby looked at his papers, "It doesn't say here where you're from."

"Everywhere." Dean told her as he shrugged, because really he has and he really hated it.

"You moved around a lot?"

"Yeah."

"I have a question." A boy shouted about grabbing people's attention. Unfortunately Dean recognised as one of the Novak family, unfortunately he couldn't remember the name.

"Yes Gabriel." The teacher spoke with a smile, oh fuck Dean thought Gabriel, the clown and joker. This wasn't good Dean would have preferred the drug dealer.

"Where were you before here?" he didn't expect such a random question either way he was reluctant to answer it. He didn't want to play his games.

"Answer the question Dean." The teacher said Dean hated that even the teachers seemed to just go along with these Novak twats.

"Illinois." He spoke through his teeth.

"Before that." Gabriel spoke with a smirk, knowing that he had to answer.

"DC"

"Before that."

"New York."

"Before that."

"Is there a point to this?" Dean asked getting really sick of this and just wanting to sit down and try his best to be invisible whilst trying to get his heart to a more acceptable speed.

"Just want to see what kind of guy my brother is fucking." Gabriel spoke with a bigger smirk, the rest of the class up roared in laughter and Dean's eyes widened and face became heated.

"What?" he said in shock "No offence but your brother isn't my type." This wasn't altogether true, looks wise he really was a hot piece of ass but everything else about him just made Dean want to slap him. He just seemed like a dick, but not as much as the brother he's dealing with now.

"He's everyone's type." Gabriel told him with a wink as everyone even Chuck and Ms. Darby where watching the interaction between them intently.

"Does he know your pimping him out?"

"Yes. His idea actually." That just made Dean's skin crawl. Just the thought of Sam getting laid made Dean feel sick and want to fight for his honour or whatever. How can someone be such a man-whore his brother is finding him fuck buddies. It just seemed wrong on so many levels. He was snapped out of his thought by Gabriel's screaming; "You'll be like uh oh yeah Castiel, Castiel! Fuck me, fuck me! Harder oh yeah! Yeah! Harder!"

"What's your problem?" Dean asked trying to keep calm, knowing it's not a good idea to piss off the most popular guys in school on your first day, but this guy was really asking for a punch in the face.

"Just letting you know what's in store." Dean couldn't stop the words from escaping his mouth.

"Fuck off." Everyone in the class gasped, no one could believe what they had just heard. Gabriel on the other had didn't seem affected by Dean's words. In fact he nodded and whispered, very loudly.

"I think its daddy issues." Now everyone has a trigger, this was Dean's. He took the few steps needed to be a Gabriel's desk slammed him fist on his desk, making the boy jump and stare at him.

"Shut up, you dick!" before Dean knew what was happening three students had grabbed him and the rest were shouting. Gabriel stood up and smiled as he and Dean stared at each other. Dean regretted letting this prick get to him, he really did because he felt like he was going to pass out at any moment, but he couldn't back down now, so he just stared right back.

"Enough class, settle down, let him go." Ms. Darby finally spoke up; the students even looked to Gabriel who nodded before they carried out the teacher's request. This was one seriously fucked up school.

The students sat back down, apart from Gabriel and Dean, everyone in the class was staring, and Dean could feel their anticipation of what was to come. Dean just felt sick.

"You do have moxi." Gabriel told the boy through his stupid smirk before sitting back down. Dean finally got to his seat and waiting for the bell.

Great he thought the one school his mum promises he'll stay and graduate at is the fucking school he wants to leave the most.

Dean thought Chuck would stop talking to him, he wouldn't blame him. It's unnecessary trouble that he doesn't need, but to Dean's surprise he walked with him to his next class which they thankfully had together, Dean would have hated it if Chuck then had to run to his class on the other side of the school making him late.


Lunch time rolled around and not soon enough because need was starving.

He met Sam at the entrance to the dinning room, introduced Chuck and Sam introduced Sarah, she was Sam's Chuck, Dean felt he go the short straw. He liked Chuck but Sarah was cute, granted she was a freshman and Dean would never go there, she looked easier and less awkward to talk to. Besides judging by Sam's face he was already smitten. Dean couldn't help but smile to himself as the four of them joined the line. Once their food was paid for, Chuck led them to his table, whilst Sarah went to sit with her friends, much to Sam's disappointment.

Chuck sat at a table that was occupied by one student, a girl the brothers were introduced to named Becki. The four of them began to eat when Sam received a tap on the shoulder. His smile grew instantly when he saw it was Sarah.

"These are my friends, Ash and Jo. Is it okay if we join you?"

"Of course not." Chuck answered when Sam didn't. Everyone introduced themselves and started talking around classes or teachers or whatever Dean zoned out as he began to eat.

It wasn't long before Dean was looked around him and finding it difficult to even think about food. The dinning room was loud and very busy, he didn't like it. Crowded rooms were not to his liking and when in them, he felt much safer if he back was against the wall so he couldn't be surrounded. Luckily he had already sussed his escape route and with a quick glance to Sam, got up and walked out. Dean jogged to the bathroom where he emptied his stomach into the toilet bowl.

After around ten minutes Dean re-emerged and almost instantly ran into the last person he wanted to see, okay not the last but the boy was on his list.

"Hello." He deeply spoke as he stepped a little too close to Dean for his liking and stepped back a little.

"Where's your back up singers?" Dean asked looking behind Castiel a little surprised he was alone.

"Funny." Cas said with a straight face, but warm eyes, he did smile after he spoke though, making Dean accidentally smile back.

"Well I try."

"I heard about what happened with Gabriel. Well actually the whole school has heard." Dean rolled his eyes; he knew it was a bad idea as soon as he did it. Gabriel was in the wrong but he was the one that was going to get his ass handed to him for it.

"So what you gonna kick my ass?" Dean asked, trying to sound manly.

"No, I would like to apologise on my brothers behalf. He can be a dick sometimes, most of the time. He doesn't understand about a line." Dean was shocked that he definitely didn't expect. It was cool of Cas, Dean thought but it's not down to him to apologise. Gabriel was a coward as well as a jerk.

"Right, well if he doesn't have the descentsy to apologise, what better way then have your brother do it." Dean rolled his eyes and was about to walk away when Cas reached out and placed a hand on his chest to stop him. Dean ignored the feeling it gave him, knowing Cas' touch was that of an experienced whore.

"You should show me some respect Dean." He said slowly and darkly.

"Really? Why because your last name is Novak?" Dean spat out, before he could talk him self out of it.

"Well, yeah." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world and Dean was being the biggest idiot.

"Sorry. In my book respect is earnt, not given." He told the boy as he pushed him away gently. Cas then surprised Dean by pushed him up against the wall they were already half leaning against and whispered into his ear.

"Come to the janitor's closet with me and I'll earn your respect."

"I can't strain enough how little that appeals to me." Dean told him as he pushed Cas' hands away and looked him up and down in disgust. "Excuse me." He said before walking back towards the dinning room. Dean was smiling though he knew he shouldn't be. Dean was proud that he managed to speak normally and not show how nervous Cas made him. He left a completely baffled Cas behind,


Cas stood frozen in shock, what just happened? He asked himself in disbelief. He, Castiel Novak, was just rejected for sex. No one has ever done that before. Some part of him was a little glad he wasn't really in the mood for it, but how else was he supposed to show Dean what he wanted to say and do, how else was he supposed to get his respect?

Cas knew as he thought this how twisted it sounded. But he was just given respect, sex just came with it, now this Dean comes along and insists he earnt it? what the fuck? Cas was confused, really confused and he didn't like it. So to take his mind off it he side stepped to get in the way of one of the football players, Jason? Josh? It didn't matter the player knew Cas' name.

Without a word he took the players hand and took him to the changing room. After a skilled and well practised snog he licked the player's neck before pushing him to his knees. Jason? Yeah Cas decided on Jason, he undone Cas' pants and started to suck.

"That's it Jason." Cas cooed the boy as pleasure started to rise. The boy in front of Cas stopped and looked up.

"My name is Chris." Most people would not get a blowjob after this, but Castiel is not most people. He simply smiled, clasped Chris' face with his hands, bent down and kissed him softly.

"Even better." He whispered and Chris smiled back. Before launching back on Cas' dick so hard he fell against the lockers. Cas grabbed the back of Chris' neck and forced his cock down the boy's throat a little deeper and harder. Not that Chris minded in fact he started to moan at the harsh treatment and even got a boner from it.

"Pleasure yourself." Cas instructed and Chris obeyed instantly as started to stroke his own dick. Cas soon came in the boy's mouth, done his pans up and watched until Chris came over his hand. Then Cas crouched down and sucked the come on Chris' fingers whilst keeping eye contact.

"Fuck." The boy huffed out. Cas then grabbed the boys face and kissed him hard on the lips before getting up and leaving with out a word.

Cas walked around school for the rest of lunch, the same one thought on his mind the entire time. Cas was very worried when he realised when he left Chris huffing and spent on the floor that the entire time he was being sucked off he was thinking of that new kid, Dean.

He didn't feel guilty about thinking of someone else that thought didn't even come into it. It was the fact that he thought of someone. Usually he just got lost in the feeling, submerged by pleasure. He didn't care about the people he fucked so he never thought about them, during or after.

Cas stopped and felt a little bad, thinking that perhaps he should feel some kind of guilt over that, but he really didn't. In Cas' eyes people knew his reputation and they are still up for it, it's not like they don't know what he's like. But why Dean?

He doesn't show him any respect, doesn't seem scared or in awe on him, plus Dean's not just going to offer it, he'll have to work for it, seemed like too much hassle Cas thought. So why could he not think of anything else! This was starting to bug Cas and only stopped his trail of thought when the bell went and have him a mini heart attack.

Cas stood for a minute hand over heart breathing slowing, that fucking bell he thought. He then remembered that he had no more lessons, so went home straight home. Unfortunately his thoughts followed him and they were stuck on the same fucking subject.


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