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Gabriel pushed his hair back and looked at himself in the mirror. Today was going to be a good day, hopefully. He was going to start his journal projects with his freshmen classes and he was going to assign the reading and reflection of a story for Sam….for his creative writing class. He HAD to stop thinking of it like that or it'd slip up in one of his conversations with another professor. Things would be okay. He just needed to remind himself that he and Sam had to be careful. Gabriel took a deep breath and decided he needed to get to school.

After parking and walking into his office, he sat down and thought for a minute. He needed to print off the article for his first class, so he took the book to the teachers' lounge to print some copies off. He began, and let his mind wander, until a voice behind him made him jump.

"You're here early." Gabriel spun around and saw Anna.

"Yeah, I just needed some copies of this article. How was your first day?"

"Great, actually. I think that my last period class will be the best."

"Oh really? Which class is that?"

"AP European history. All seniors, thank Heavens. I only have one freshmen class, a couple sophomore classes and two junior classes. How are your classes?"

"Actually, I've got all freshmen and then my one senior class at the beginning of the day."

"Which seniors do you have?" Gabriel began naming off the students that he remembered.

"…Jessica Moore and um…oh and Sam Winchester."

"Oh Sam Winchester! I love him! I had him his freshman and junior year. Very smart kid." Anna talked about other students, but Gabriel wasn't paying attention. He loved that other people saw how smart Sam was. Also, maybe he would be able to talk about Sam with other professors without it being weird.

"Yeah, I'm actually really excited about my seniors. They seem to want to be there."

"Did you say Lucifer though? He can be," Anna paused. Gabriel could tell that she was trying to find the right word for it. "Well, let's just say different. He's very smart, but he's got this sneaky side that I don't think we all see."

"Hm, well thanks for the advice. I think I'm going to head to my classroom so that I can get everything set up."

"Oh yeah, of course. I'll see you at lunch." Anna smiled and Gabriel grabbed his copies and his book and walked to his classroom. She seemed nice. Gabriel felt like he might actually like her. Twenty minutes before class started, Gabriel heard his door open as he was reading the article about creative writing. He looked up and smiled wide.

Sam stood in front of the door to his classroom and debated with himself for a while. He really wanted to talk to Gabriel, even if they had talked for an hour last night. Sam walked in and saw Gabriel reading something at his desk. Sam hadn't realized that he was just standing in the doorway until Gabriel spoke. His smile had stopped Sam in his tracks.

"Good morning, Sam. Is there something I can help you with?" Sam shut the door, dropped his bag by his desk, and then walked over to Gabriel's.

"So, I um…I've never done anything like this before."

"What do you mean?" Sam looked around and then back at Gabriel.

"You know, had a…relationship," Sam tried to gauge Gabriel's reaction to that word. He simply smiled. "With a teacher."

"Well, if it helps, I've never been in a relationship with a student, so neither of us really know what we're doing." Sam half smiled at Gabriel. That made him feel a little better. Gabriel seemed so confident that they weren't going to get caught, that things were going to be okay, and it made Sam feel safe for some reason.

"That does actually help." Gabriel stood up and ran his hand up Sam's arm and gently pulled him into a quick kiss. Sam, mostly forgetting where they were, pulled Gabriel closer and deepened their kiss. Gabriel reluctantly pulled away.

"You just might be the death of me someday, kiddo." Gabriel replied. He was trying to hide how turned on he was because damn it, he had to teach class in less than fifteen minutes.

"As long as it's not today. Oh, um…so, are we still on for Friday? I mean, I know we probably can't go anywhere close, but…"

"Of course we're still on for Friday. It should be a lot of fun." Gabriel winked at Sam and then began putting a copy of the article as his other students began to file in. Sam took his place at his desk and pulled out his supplies for the class.

"Sam!" Jessica exclaimed when she came in. She seemed happy to see him. Maybe a little too happy Gabriel thought. No, he couldn't think like that. After all, Sam wanted to be with him, but just couldn't show it. "There you are, Kevin looked all over for you this morning."

"I just saw Kevin at our locker." Gabriel didn't mean to eavesdrop, it just…happened. "I told him I was coming to class early to talk to Professor Novak." Gabriel walked over to the board, trying hard not to think about if Kevin knew anything. He knew that he had told Sam he couldn't tell anybody, but Kevin was a smart kid and knew that Gabriel had not been shy about his attraction to Sam at the diner.

The bell rang, driving Gabriel out of his thoughts and he turned around.

"Well good morning, everybody. How was the first day yesterday?" There a few groans and weary smiles, but otherwise, nothing. "Good, you're all still barely awake."

"I'M awake, Professor Novak!" A girl with mousy brown hair pulled back into a tight bun, Naomi?, in the front row said. Ah, so there was his kiss ass, every class had one.

"Um…well, very good. Now, I'm sure you guys noticed the article in front of you. We're going to read it out loud and then analyze what you think the author is trying to say." Lucifer raised his hand. "Yes, Lucifer?"

"Isn't this a writing class? Why are we reading?"

"That's actually a very good question. Who can tell me why we would be reading in a writing class? Anybody?" Sam raised his hand. Gabriel smiled at him.

"Yes, Mr. Winchester?"

"Because the best writers read."

"Very good, Sam." Gabriel looked back to Lucifer. "Does that answer your question?" Lucifer shrugged.

"No, not really, but please continue with your lesson, sir."

"Alright then, who would like to start?" Naomi raised her hand. Gabriel gave her a small smile. "Go ahead, Naomi." Naomi beamed at him and began reading. Gabriel randomly called on other students as the article continued. Once it was over, he looked up at his students.

"Okay, now what was the main focus of what we just read? Come on, I know all of you read it." When it looked like nobody would answer, Sam raised his hand.

"Sam?"

"Well, she was basically saying that everybody has a story to tell. Whether that's your own true story or a work of fiction, everybody should have a chance to get it out there, and that's what writing is all about." Gabriel grinned at Sam.

"Perfect there, Sambo. Now, with that, we're going to get into our first paper; tell a story. It can be fiction, it can be nonfiction, it can whatever you want it to be." Lucifer raised his hand again. "Lucifer?"

"How long does it have to be?"

"Long enough to tell a story." Lucifer raised an eyebrow and Gabriel could practically see the wheels in his head turning to make it the shortest story he could. The rest of the class was spent talking about their stories and what was and was not appropriate. Gabriel bounced around the entire classroom, speaking passionately about some of the stories that his other students had done. He liked this project because it really showed how his students worked.

Sam really enjoyed watching Gabriel dance around the classroom. He was so excited about everything, and his eyes were shining, even from across the room Sam could see that. The bell rang and everybody gathered their things. Sam threw one last smile to Gabriel and then out the door he went.

"So, what did you need to talk to Professor Novak about this morning?" Jessica asked as she and Sam walked down the hall.

"Oh, nothing really." Sam hoped the blush he felt creep up his cheeks flew under Jessica's radar.

"Sure, that's why you're as red as lobster." Damn it.

"Well, if I tell you, you can't tell anybody." Jessica's eyes lit up.

"Of course!" Sam had to think quickly. He knew that Jessica probably wouldn't believe anything he said, unless…

"Professor Novak's brother and Dean are dating." Jessica stared at Sam, almost running into a group of underclassmen.

"No. Way. That's awesome!" Sam gave her an odd look, playing it off as though it bothered him, but it really didn't.

"How is that awesome?" Sam stopped at and opened his locker.

"Well, he seems like a cool guy, and you two can hang out outside of class and maybe get some tips on writing and…"

"Jess, he said that he'd help anybody anytime they needed it. I don't think Castiel and Dean dating is going to change that."

"If you say so." She said in a sing-song voice. "Well, I gotta go. I'll see you later." Jessica gave a wave and walked away. Sam began to put things in his locker and when he came out, Kevin had taken Jessica's place.

"Hey, how'd it go with Gabriel?"

"We're done." Sam didn't look his best friend in the eyes. "I mean, we went on one date. It's not like we're breaking up or anything."

"Of course." Kevin switched spots with Sam, not catching that Sam was lying. As they were standing there, a small brunette walked up and looked at Sam.

"Um, excuse me? Sam Winchester right?" Sam looked at her. She was actually really pretty. She had deep brown eyes. "I'm Ruby Fraus. I'm in your Calculus class."

"Oh right, Ruby. Hi." Of course Sam knew who she was. Ruby had sort of a bad reputation around the school. The rumor was that she had been kicked out of Lawrence's public high school because she had been caught selling drugs out of her locker.

"Hi. Could ya move? You're kinda in front of my locker."

"Oh, sorry." Sam moved out of her way.

"It's alright." Sam felt her keep looking over at him until he decided to leave.

"Well, I'll see you later, Kev."

"Huh? Oh yeah. I'll see you later."

"Bye, Sam." Another voice said. Sam looked over at Ruby, and she smiled wide. She even winked at him. Sam practically ran away, trying not to seem like he had. The last thing he needed was to become friends with a girl like her.