Hello you wonderful, patient people! I am so sorry about not posting for so long (which is why I made this chapter longer than usual and full of stuff)! There has been a lot of stuff going on (working, classes, emotions and what-not), so I haven't been in the writing mood, nor have I really had time. Anyway, I know I said probably three junior year chapters, but there actually has to be more the way they are taking me! Okay, sorry, done with the small rant! Thanks again! Love you guys a whole lot!

Just before lunch, Sam leaned against Gabriel's locker. He had texted Sam where his locker was and Sam was now just waiting to get his folder. The butterflies in Sam's stomach hadn't quit since the bell rang in chemistry that morning.

"Oi! Winchester! What are you doing?" Sam turned around and saw Crowley walking towards the locker.

"Oh…um…waiting for Gabriel. He has my folder from chemistry." Sam didn't make eye contact. True, Sam was taller than Crowley, but Crowley still scared Sam slightly.

"You two have chemistry together, huh?" Sam rolled his eyes at the joke and looked up at Crowley.

"Shamus, Winchester is friend, not food." Gabriel's voice came from behind him. He was smiling at Sam and Sam smiled back.

"Do not call me that!" Crowley huffed as Sam moved away from the locker so Gabriel could get in.

"Well, behave and I won't." Gabriel winked at Sam and opened his locker. It was already dirty with candy wrappers and some papers that were probably important. He grabbed Sam's folder and handed it to him.

"So, Sam, do you think that we are going to do well on this project?"

"Uh…I'm not even…"

"Well, Winchester, you got your folder. Now…"

"Shamus," Gabriel emphasized and spread out the word like he was a disappointed parent. "Don't you have somewhere else to be right now?" Crowley cursed under his breath, but must've decided that being called by his first name multiple times in five minutes was enough to make him leave. Gabriel sighed. "Sorry about him. Sometimes he can be a real dick."

"I've noticed." Sam replied, mostly for his own benefit.

"Anyway, you were saying about this project?"

"Oh, I was just saying that I'm not sure what we should do yet."

"Well, guess we should have some brain storming sessions." Gabriel winked again, making a blush creep up on Sam's face. He tried to hide it by looking down, but he still felt Gabriel's eyes on him.

"Look, Sam, I…"

"Gabe! We gotta get to speech!" Michael called from the end of the hallway. Gabriel sighed.

"We'll continue this conversation later okay?" Sam looked up at him.

"Really?"

"Um…yeah. I mean, we don't have much of a choice do we? You're stuck with me now, Sammy." Gabriel grinned.

"Well, I guess I can deal with that." Sam smiled. He couldn't stop himself. Gabriel's smile was infectious.

"Gabe! Hurry up!" Gabriel rolled his eyes; he didn't want to leave, but he knew he needed to get to class.

"I'll text you later. Bye, Sam." Gabriel turned and walked away. Sam tired not to check him out as he went, but he couldn't help it. Sam walked into the cafeteria and took a seat next to Jessica. She was gossiping with Jody about something that had happened in her Algebra II class.

"So then…Oh! Hey, Sam. How has your first day been?" Jessica smiled knowingly.

"Fine, how was yours?"

"Oh great, great. Did you talk to Gabriel?" Sam rolled his eyes.

"We talked about our chemistry…"

"You two have chemistry!" Jessica and Jody squealed at the same time.

"Where's Kevin when I need him?" Sam looked around.

"He's not in this lunch, so you're stuck with us, honey." Jessica gave him a smirk and a wink.

"Well, shit." Sam smiled.

"You love us. Now tell us about Gabriel."

"Nothing happened. He gave me my folder and told me that we need to talk about our project. That's it. Why is everybody so interested in my love life all the time?"

"Because we all have no lives and enjoy torturing you." Jody answered and took a bite of her pizza.

"Well you think of new ways to do that while I go grab some lunch." Sam stood up and got in line waiting to purchase his salad and water. He never liked school food. The only thing that made it worth it was the cookies. Today, as with every first day, they had sugar cookies. Sam bought a salad, cookie and water, and then walked back to the table. There were a few more girls at the table, but still a seat next to Jessica. He took his seat, and began to eat. He listened mostly, throwing in little comments here and there. The bell rang and Sam left for his pre-calculus class.

Two Weeks Later

Gabriel rested his head on his desk. His speech teacher was droning on and on about bibliographies or biographies, but Gabriel really didn't care. He just wanted to talk to Sam. Gabriel was trying to think of a way he could even begin to apologize for how he had treated Sam. He wished he could take it all back and just let Sam know how he felt. The main problem with that was Sam probably would reject him. They had texted a couple of times, but it usually ended after one or two. Gabriel sighed and picked his head up off the desk. He glanced up at his teacher, but he was still just reading from the textbook. This was going to be one long class.

"Gabe, what are you doing after school?" Michael whispered.

"Actually, my mom wants me home right after school." Gabriel shrugged. He really just didn't want to be around them. He couldn't really explain it, but hanging out with Crowley and Michael was suddenly weird. Maybe because he felt like he was hiding something from them with his feelings about Sam. Michael nodded knowingly and went back to his notebook. Gabriel put his head back on his desk, and decided to take a quick peek at his phone. He saw that he had a text message.

Sam: Hey r u busy after school? Thinking we could start on our project

Gabe: Sure we can do that…Where?

Sam: My place, urs or the library?

Gabriel smiled wide. His mom would love for him to bring Sam back around. He was just happy that Sam was willing to actually hang out with him.

Gabe: Libraries make me nervous…so ur place or mine? ;)

Gabriel hoped that Sam wouldn't take off running after that. Gabriel waited. He glanced at the clock on his phone. He only had ten minutes left in class. Gabriel waited and waited. The bell went off and Gabriel's heart sank. Sam wasn't going to text him back. He had scared him off. He knew it. Sometimes Gabriel really needed to know how to reel in the…

Sam: Been a while since I've seen ur parents…that could be fun

Gabe: Sounds good 2 me…meet my place or do u want 2 follow me there?

Sam: I can follow

Gabe: Sounds good :)

"Jess, have you seen my phone? I haven't been able to find it since lunch." Sam asked the blonde as she walked up to him. He had just searched his locker and hadn't found it. He was pretty sure he had it when he left the lunchroom, but he could be mistaken.

"Huh? Oh, here. It fell out of your pocket when you got up from lunch." Jessica handed Sam back the black rectangle and he noticed the little green light, which meant that he had a message of some kind. Sam unlocked his phone and saw that the message was from Gabriel. He looked at it and was confused.

"Um…Jess? What sounds good to Gabriel?"

"Oh! Thanks for reminding me. You and Gabriel have a study date tonight." Sam raised an eyebrow.

"What the hell do you mean? Jess, what did you do?" Sam went back through and read the messages. "You invited me over to his house?!" Jessica smiled proudly.

"Actually, HE invited you over, I just accepted it."

"Jess, I love you, but I swear to God I could kill you right now. I'm nowhere near ready to be alone with him."

"Oh shut up, you'll be fine. Just be the great Sam Winchester we all know and love and you'll be fine."

"Why do we all love Sam?" Kevin asked as he walked up with his arm around Channing.

"Because we do."

"Well, great, but I'm not going."

"Samuel Winchester, yes you are!"

"What's happening?"

"Jessica stole my phone and thought it would be a good idea to text Gabriel pretending to be me."

"You actually did it?" Channing clapped her hands together and smiled wide. Sam looked at Kevin, exasperated.

"Kev, please tell me at least you see something wrong with this." Kevin glanced at Channing, and then back at Sam.

"Well, I don't agree with the method, but I do think that you should go." Sam sighed, his last hope of somebody being on his side were destroyed.

"Guys, I don't…"

"Hey, Sam?" Sam quickly turned around. Gabriel was standing there, one of those smiles on his face that made Sam's heart melt.

"H…hey Gabe. Did you uh…need something?"

"I was just wondering where we should meet before we go to my place."

"Oh, um…" Sam felt a blush slink up on his cheeks again. There was no way he was going to let Jessica go with this one.

"Here? I mean, my last class is just down the hall here." Gabriel nodded down the crowded hallway.

"Yeah, that's great. I'll see you later." Gabriel threw a smile over to Jessica, Kevin and Channing before nodding at Sam and walking down the hallway. Sam's eyes followed him again.

"So, what was that about killing me?" Jessica smirked.

"Oh, I'm still going to kill you." Sam shook his head, not returning the smile. Sam waved goodbye to his friends and then he texted Dean while walking down the hallway to his classroom.

Sam: Hey can I go to Gabriel's 2 work on a project?

Dean: Gabriel's huh? Is Sara or Remi going 2 b there?

Sam: Assuming so…not sure

Dean: Just asked Sara, she said she'd b there, so fine just TAKE CARE OF BABY!

Sam rolled his eyes; of course Dean was more worried about the car. And why was he so worried about Sam being alone with Gabriel? It's not like anything would happen. It's not like Sam was going to confess his love and then Gabriel would take him right there on the…Sam shook his head and texted Dean back.

Sam: Yes sir!

Dean: Damn right yes sir!

Sam practically had to hold on to his seat so that he wouldn't bounce in his next class, and then he was off to his last one quickly. He stopped at his locker and then he took off for his final class, AP US History. His heart had been beating so fast that he didn't understand how it was still in his chest. He took a seat and waited for class to start. The class just never seemed to end. Finally, the bell rang and Sam jumped out of his seat. He practically ran to his locker and almost knocked into Kevin.

"Whoa there buddy, just relax. Don't be nervous."

"How can I not be? I'm about to go hang out with Gabriel for the first time alone in years."

"I know, but you guys have been okay in Chemistry right?"

"Yeah, I guess so, but it's different in a classroom as opposed to his freaking house."

"Sam, you will be fine. Just don't let him know you're nervous." Sam nodded, then walked over and opened his locker. He took a deep breath and grabbed his books to put in his bag.

"Are you ready to go, Sammoose?" Gabriel walked up behind Sam and asked, making Sam jump. Sam looked at Gabriel, and is pretty sure he smiled.

"Yeah, I'm ready. Are you?"

"Yup, where are you parked?"

"By the gym, where are you?"

"Over by the baseball field, I'll come to you and then you can follow me." Sam nodded and Gabriel smiled.

"See you soon." Gabriel walked towards the front of the school and out the doors. Sam seemed so confident, there was no way that Gabriel could let him know that he was nervous. Gabriel would have to just relax, be himself, or try to anyway. He walked to his car and drove it until he saw the familiar black Impala. Gabriel honked and Sam stuck his arm out the window to signify that he understood what was going on. Gabriel peeled out of the parking lot and Sam was close behind. Gabriel would watch Sam in the review mirror from time to time. It was cute the way that he sang along to the radio and banged on the steering wheel. Gabriel pulled into his driveway and Sam pulled into the street just in front of the house.

"You know, you could've parked in the driveway." Gabriel called once Sam was out of the car. Sam shrugged once he got closer and glanced his car.

"Nah, it's fine. Let's go get started." The boys walked in through the front door and Saraqeal came practically running in.

"Sam!" She squealed and pulled Sam into a hug. He was taller than her, but it didn't matter, she was holding tight. Sam hugged her back and chuckled slightly.

"Well, hello to you too, Mom." Gabriel said.

"Oh hush. It's been so long since I've seen Sam." She released him and then gave her son a kiss on the cheek. "Well, where are you two going to be?"

"In the basement probably, is that okay?" Gabriel asked, more so to Sam than to his mother.

"Yeah, that's fine. I've got dinner in the oven; we'll probably eat when your father gets home in a couple hours."

"Great, we're going downstairs now." Gabriel grabbed Sam's arm and lead him down to the basement. "Sorry, my mom was being…"

"A mom? Gabe, it's fine. So, are you ready to start this chem project?" Sam sat down on the floor and spread out his books. Gabriel grabbed his laptop and sat next to Sam so that their knees were touching, and Sam felt a tingle through his whole body.

"So," Sam tried, but his voice didn't work. He cleared his throat and tried again. "So, what do you think we should do?"

"Well," Gabriel began looking up different projects they could do and the boys picked one and they began research. They spoke on occasion, but mostly stayed on task. They both wanted to take the conversation further, but both were scared. They didn't want to push this weird almost-back-to-friendship thing too far too quick. They ran upstairs when Saraqeal called down, but Gabriel convinced her to let them eat in the basement. They continued the simple small talk.

"So, are you mad that Jessica is dating that Brady kid?" Sam almost chocked on his meatloaf.

"No." Sam shook his head and took a sip of his water. "No, Jess and I have always been just friends. She's like a sister." Gabriel bit his lip in order not to smile.

"Oh really? So, are you seeing anybody?" Sam shook his head, not looking at Gabriel.

"Are you?" Gabriel looked over and Sam, and Sam, feeling Gabriel's eyes on him, looked back.

"Uh…nobody serious. I've been on a few dates here and there." Gabriel shrugged, not taking his eyes off Sam. Sam turned back to his plate, not sure he would be able to look at Gabriel anymore.

"Well, interesting."

"Why's that?"

"Just is. I mean, you've got a reputation around school."

"You shouldn't believe everything you hear there, Sammy."

"Is that right?"

"Well yeah, otherwise you would think I was dating about five different girls and sleeping with another two."

"And you're not?"

"No, I'm kind of tired of just chasing people when I want to be with somebody specific." Sam sighed.

"I know how you feel." The boys ate the rest of their meal in silence and then Sam decided he should probably head home. The boys exchanged goodbyes; Saraqeal gave him another hug and Sam left in the Impala. Gabriel watched him from porch, hating to see him go.

As Sam drove home, he couldn't help but think about the conversation the boys had had about significant others, and how Gabriel wasn't dating anyone, but wanted somebody special. Who could that be?