During January and throughout February, people had been hearing from their colleges that they applied to early. Everyone was getting into their top choices and Dean just had to sit there and wait and worry. He applied to his top choice, Boston University, at the regular deadline so he still had to wait another month until he heard back from them. Ash had already been accepted into MIT, and Cas had already given Emerson the down payment for tuition.

Cas and Ash were going to be in Boston. Dean just hoped he would get into BU so he could hang out with them. He had gotten into some of his safety schools, and they were good schools, but he did want to be near his friends. So he waited.

When March came around, so did the letter.

"Dean! You have a letter from BU here!" Dean heard John call from the kitchen. Dean rushed down the stairs, trying not to trip over himself in his haste.

"Where is it?" Dean said, trying not to sound excited or worried, but completely failing.

"Right here." John handed the envelope over to Dean.

It was a small, regular sized envelope which just made Dean's stomach sink. The acceptances he got from other schools had come in huge envelopes that could hold the acceptance letter without creasing it. Dean didn't want to open it. The chance of it being a rejection seemed too high, but he opened it anyway.

He tore at the top of the envelope and took out the letter. He unfolded it and read the letter carefully.

He was quiet for a while. John had been watching for a reaction, but nothing came.

But then, he heard Dean softly speak. "I got in." He sounded like he was in shock.

"I got it!" He yelled. "Dad I got in!" John smiled and patted Dean on the shoulder.

"Congratulations, son."

When Mary came home with Sam from his doctor's appointment, they went out for a celebratory dinner.

Dean texted all his friends telling him he got accepted, and everyone was excited for him.

After Dean got his letter, the year whizzed by. All that was left were AP tests and finales, and then they would graduate.

The seniors had fun messing around before they had to leave. Graduation was long and boring, but Ash snuck a couple of deflated beach balls under his graduation gown so they could blow them up and toss them around during the boring speeches. They got away with it at first, but then one of the strict teachers caught the balls and popped them.

The speeches were pretty good though; they weren't too dull. But, it wasn't as emotional as Dean thought it would be. However, he wouldn't be going too far from home, and he would still be with friends.

He was going to share an apartment with Cas that was between their schools so they could cut down on housing costs. Ash was going to be living close by at MIT, and they could hang out whenever.

Either way, even though high school was over, there was still had tons of fun to be had.

Dean hung out at Bobby's salvage yard, working on cars. Dean didn't get paid but he still enjoyed it.

Dean and Ash would hit the town and cause mayhem, and sometimes they would drag Cas around with them. Cas got really go at sneaking out of the house to hang out with them.

Cas had not only gotten better at sneaking out, but he was also pretty good at covering for himself if they did catch him. When they went out though, he would never be as reckless as Ash and Dean. However, Ash and Dean did still joke about how Cas was such a rebel in his family. Cas would just smile and go along with them.

Other days, Jo and Cas would hang out. They were not the closest of friends, but they got along well. Cas even brought up Charlie. He never said he had gone to a straight-camp, but he did mention Charlie, his "regular" camp friend. Cas always thought that Jo and Charlie would get along well.

But sadly, summer went by rather quickly. When they weren't hanging out, they were buying last minute supplies and slowly packing up their stuff for their dorms or apartments.

Ash left earlier than Dean and Cas. His orientation started a few days before theirs. Dean and Cas did end up heading down to their small shared apartment a couple days after Ash had left. They threw their things in the back of the impala, and whatever couldn't fit in the truck or back seat, went in the Winchesters' other car. John, Mary, and Sam were going down with them to help them move in.

It was an older building, but the apartment was nice. It wasn't perfect though. It was old. Some of the paint was chipping and the windows were probably the originals from the early 1900s, if not earlier, but it was great. The front door opened up into a kitchen/ living room area. The kitchen was on one side, but there was no table, yet. There was a small couch on the other side that was angled away from the kitchen and towards an empty wall where they would put the TV.

The bathroom was just past the kitchen, and then a little bit further were two small rooms. It was no debate who would get which one; they agreed rather quickly.

When the day came to a close, and they were pretty much done with unpacking, Mary, John, and Sam left, and in a couple days, classes would start.

When classes first started, Dean and Cas didn't see too much of each other. They had similar schedules but they wouldn't always be home at the same time. After the first month though, they got into the swing of college and city life.

Cas had even joined the Emerson quidditch team. He was a pretty fast runner, so they made him a seeker. When he went to practices on the weekends, Dean would make fun of him. But then one day, Dean saw a flyer for the BU quidditch team, and he joined as a beater. Cas of coursed lightly teased him about this.

"So, I see you're a, what did you say, a giant dork with no life, now too?" Cas said as he tied up his sneakers.

"Doesn't matter. I'm awesome. And I'm a beater, so I've got the cool position. We're totally going to cream your team next week."

"You know nothing of quidditch, Dean. I don't think you will do as good as you think you will." Cas said, standing and heading towards the door. "Well I'm going for a run, do you want to come? Or are you too awesome?"

"Whatever." Dean replied, as Cas grabbed his key and headed out. "I'll totally beat you next week in the match." Dean grumbled at the closed door.

The next week, both boys woke up a bit early so they could get ready for the match. Both teams would meet at the Common, so Dean and Cas were planning on heading over together.

"Come on, Cas. Don't wanna be late do ya?" Dean called, ready to go.

Cas came out of his room wrapping up his wrist. Dean gave him a worried look. "It's just for precaution." Cas replied to the unasked question.

The boys hopped on the T (aka the Boston train/subway) in their gear still squabbling about who will win the game.

"Really, Cas? You really think that being a seeker is that hard? You just run after the snitch. Big deal."

"Yes Dean, because the snitch runs so slowly." Cas said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"Well it's not like you can do much else but run. Look at you. You're tiny." Dean said, poking at Cas.

"Really Dean? I'm almost six feet tall. I'm not tiny." Cas replied defensively.

"Yeah, but you're shorter than me." Dean boasted triumphantly. Cas just shoved him in the shoulder. Dean shoved back, a bit harder, and then grabbed Cas into a headlock. "If you weren't shorter than me I couldn't do this!" Dean said as he ruffled Cas' hair, and then released him.

"Really Dean. Are you five?" Cas grumbled as he tried to fix his hair in the reflection of the subway car's window.

"Only sometimes." Dean replied with a stupid smile on his face. Cas just rolled his eyes again.

However, both boys stopped their quarrel when they overheard two elderly ladies whispering to each other.

"Yes, they are cute aren't they." Said one of the women.

"Shh, I think they can hear us." Said the other.

"Oh please, they probably get it a lot."

"It doesn't matter, you shouldn't bother couples when they're out on a date."

At hearing this, both guys blushed and looked anywhere but at each other. They tried to ignore it, but now that they heard it, they couldn't brush it off.

The rest of the subway ride was a bit awkward, but when they got the field, it didn't matter anymore.

They went to their respective teams and prepared for the match.

The match seemed to go by pretty quickly but it was about 40 minutes long. And Emerson won by 20 points.

Cas of course wouldn't let Dean live it down.

"Who said that there was no way that I could beat them?" Cas bragged on the trip home.

"Well…just because your team is better than mine, doesn't mean I'm not better than you, so…yeah…"

"Great argument, Dean." Cas smiled.

"Fine. Why don't we change and then head out to a club to celebrate then?" Dean said as they entered their apartment building.

"Oh…I think I'm good, but thank you." Cas replied, fiddling with his keys.

"Come on Cas! We gotta celebrate, and what's a better way than with booze, women, and music?"

"Dean. I don't want to go to a club."

"No fun! You have to go. Beer's on me." Dean said trying to entice Cas to come, as Cas unlocked their door.

"Fine. Fine I'll go, but I won't like it."

"Yeah you will." Dean smirked as he headed off to change out of his quidditch gear.

Author's Note: yes some buildings in Boston are that old. My sister has an apartment in Boston and I'm pretty sure that it does have the original windows from the early 1900s or earlier.

Boston Subway is called the T

Boston Common is here: maps?q=boston%20common&aq=f&um=1&ie=UTF-8&hl=en&sa=N&tab=wl and the field for quidditch it between the baseball field and tennis courts if you're wondering (yes BU and Emerson have their matches there)