Woops….I own NOTHING of supernatural…I just like playing with their characters. But who doesn't?

And, I don't know how school systems work these days…so I'm just following what I did when I was in high school lol.

Castiel woke up that Monday morning with a groan, his alarm buzzing obnoxiously loud next to his head. His hand reached out and slapped against the damned thing, sending it flying off his nightstand. Why did summer have to end so early? Castiel was far beyond a morning person…if morning could be a person, he would name it Satan.

"Cassie…. you awake buddy?" Michael's voice came through the door. Castiel groaned loudly…his brother was way to freaking chipper in the morning.

"Yes Mikey, I'm awake…can I just skip today? I'm sure they won't miss me!" Castiel whined curling into a ball under the covers. He heard the door open and a soft snicker. The bed dipped next to him and he groaned again when he felt the blankets being tugged at.

"C'mon Cassie…you know I can't let you skip today…cause then you'll just try to skip the rest of the year!" Michael grinned down at him. Castiel glared at him playfully, sighing softly before sitting up. He ran his hand through his unruly hair, pouting when he felt it just stick up even further.

"Let's go baby bro, if you're good and get ready on time I'll make you breakfast," Michael tempted him, poking his side tickling him. Castiel let out a giggle and squirmed away.

"You make me feel like a 12-year-old."

"Yeah well, you'll always be my baby brother…. so come on punk, get up. I'll even give you a ride today, this weekend though, you're getting your license," Michael smiled at him before getting up. Castiel huffed out a laugh before rolling out of bed. He stumbled over to his closet, yanking it open.

"Ugh, I hate first days…" He grumbled. No matter how hard he tried to look cool or normal he was always mocked…it was beyond annoying. The only person he could somewhat talk to was a guy just as socially awkward as he was. Chuck Shurley was a loner and always kept his down in his writing. Castiel was sure he would make it one day…his writing was amazing…well what he could read over his shoulder anyway.

Castiel pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans; a black v-neck shirt and a dark blue button up. His dark blue converse were already by his door…he eyed his trench coat and bit his lip. It was still too warm to wear it.

Once dressed he made his way into the bathroom, the smell of breakfast wafting upstairs. His stomach nearly screamed at him to hurry. He quickly brushed his teeth and made a vain attempt to fix his hair. Making his way back to his room, he grabbed his book bag, shoes and glasses.

"Cassie! Food! Hurry it up bro!" Michael yelled as Castiel came bounding down the stairs making the older brother laugh. Castiel playfully pushed him away, dropping his stuff on the couch. Michael sipped at his coffee as Castiel shoveled the food into his mouth.

"Ok…let's go," Castiel groaned. Michael let out a loud laugh, pointing out that he still was shoeless and had crumbs all over his shirt.

Lily woke up with her forehead pressed against the windowpane. She rubbed the creak in her neck and stretched her body. She glanced over at the clock and swallowed the bile rising in her throat. Monday…first day of school. She remembered her prayer from the night before and shook her head. It was so naïve to believe in such things…she took one last look at the cloudy sky before hurrying to her closet. Picking out a pair of jeans and her Dobson High school hoodie, she left her room to lock herself in the bathroom. Brian would already be in the kitchen making his breakfast.

Lily stood under the hot spray, trying to prep herself for the torture that was known as high school…if she could get past her brother without the usual drama. She turned the water off and dried her body, ignoring the bruises that littered her body. Another 15 minutes and she was ready…make up and all. She rarely wore it but she looked way to pale even to herself.

She snuck back into her room to grab her messenger bag and shoes. Her brother was making a lot of noise and Lily couldn't deal with it. Thankfully, her room was on the bottom floor for once. Pulling her window open, she crawled through and hurried down the street, shoving her hand in the front pocket of her hoodie. It was nice and chilly outside, something she could not get used to being from Sunny Arizona.

Castiel got out of Michael's car and waved goodbye, sadly watching as his brother drove off. God he wanted so badly to just go back home and curl under the covers. He could already see the football team grouping up near the main entrance of the school making Castiel groan inwardly. The cheerleaders were slowly joining them; their squeals and high-pitched giggles could be heard across the courtyard. His fingers clutched at the straps of his backpack and held his breath, keeping his head down as he hurried into the building.

"Hey Novak! Looking good nerd boy!" one of the football players called out with a loud laugh. Castiel ignored it and kept walking to his home room. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure none of them were following when he slammed full bodily into someone, knocking him right on too his ass. Castiel closed his eyes and groaned, couldn't even make it to his homeroom…

"Shit! Oh my god I am so sorry!" A girl shrieked, his eyes snapping open. On the floor in front of him sat a girl his age, her eyes wide with shock. Castiel tried to speak but her eyes held him spell-bound. They were so green…a bright emerald that seemed to melt into a jade going closer to the irises. Her jet black hair was tied back into a loose braid, strands of free hair floated around her face, which flushed pink. When his brain allowed him to look past her eyes he noticed her adorable button nose and the light dusting of freckles stretching across her nose.

"It's…um…ok…are you alright?" Castiel finally managed to squeak out. She nodded and glanced around, flinching when she heard people laughing. She scrambled up to her knees, grabbing her bag. Castiel swallowed hard and started to stand up when a hand was thrust in front of his face. He glanced up and saw her smiling at him. He smiled back, taking her hand and getting to his feet.

"I really am sorry about that…I can't…find my home room and wasn't watching where I was going. Ugh, why is this school such a freaking maze!" She grumbled looking around with a frown. Castiel couldn't help but smile at her; she was really cute…borderline the prettiest girl he had ever seen. He bit his lip, running his hand through his hair.

"Where…who do you have for home room?" He asked softly shoving his hands into his pockets. She looked at him again and he felt a shiver go down his spine…her freaking eyes…

"Um…someone named Crowley?" She answered chewing on her lip. Castiel's eyes zeroed into her lips at that moment, they looked so soft and plump, her bottom a slightly bigger than the top…Castiel had only kissed one person before but dear god did he want to kiss this girl now.

"Hey…you alright there?" She asked and Castiel felt his face burn.

"Oh….yeah sorry um…Crowley? His room is across the hall from mine, he teaches math…he's bit of a jackass…oh sorry," Castiel looked down quickly, chewing on the inside of his mouth. He realllllly needed to learn to shut up right about now. She let out a giggle and Castiel couldn't help the flip in his gut.

"He's a math teacher….they're all bastards to me. Anyway…um…do you mind if I walk with you? I get lost easily and really don't want to knock another cute guy over so…yeah, lead the way blue eyes," She grinned at him. Castiel nearly choked on his own tongue. Cute? She thought he was cute?! He nodded but couldn't get a word out as he led the way down the hall. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure she was still there, she smiled brightly at him and he quickly looked forward, the blush seeming to become permanent on his cheeks.

"I'm Lily by the way," She said stepping next to him, bumping him with her shoulder. He couldn't help but grin.

"Castiel," he replied and blushed when she stared at him, laughing quietly.

"Castiel? Huh, I thought I had it bad when they named me Lilian…old lady name," She grinned.

"So…um…here you go, Mr. Crowley's homeroom," Castiel gestured to the open classroom where a stout middle-aged man was already barking at some students. She made a face and turned towards him.

"Who do you have?" She asked shoving her hands into her sweater.

"Oh…I have Mrs. Talbot…she's really nice. She teaches English," he answered glancing over at her room. She nodded and chewed on her lip again.

"So Cas…see you around?"

"Cas?" He asked giving her a questioning look. The only nickname he ever had been Cassie…and he only allowed Michael to call him that. She giggled and shrugged, reaching out to ruffle his hair playfully. The bell went off and both groaned loudly. She turned to walk into her class but Castiel quickly reached out to grab hold of her sweater.

"Um…would you want too…meet up after home room?" He stammered trying to make eye contact with her but he knew those damn eyes would suck him in again.

"Really? Sure!" She said excitedly. He had to look up, the smile on her face made his heart thump…her eyes were even brighter when she smiled like that. It was almost too much. He smiled back at her and quickly disappeared into his classroom.