Two days later and Dean found himself sitting next to Jo in art history. She hadn't seemed to mind that he'd called her almost immediately. Hell, she sounded incredibly excited about it and he didn't blame her. She did get to go out with him after all. The backpack thrown down by his feet signaled Gabriel's arrival.
"Winchester. Girl that knows Winchester." Gabe smirked.
"My name's Jo." She said somewhat smugly.
"Whatever. So Dean-o, think Teach will stutter less this class? Or should we count how many times he says um?"
"Oh hush Gabe. Everyone has first day jitters."
"And you're not standing up from him because you find him attractive."
Dean glared at Gabriel, who was smirking like a madman. He looked back over at Jo. She just raised her eyebrow.
"You think Novak's attractive?"
Dean awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, making a mental note to punch the now giggling Gabriel. "Kinda, but that's not-"
She put up her finger signaling him to stop talking. "That makes two of us."
Jo grinned and looked back down at her notebook, scribbling the date and such. Dean just shrugged and looked at Gabe. He arched an eyebrow and smirked.
"Lucky." Gabriel groaned and leaned back in his chair. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must get comfortable so I can sleep through this god awful class."
"Try not to snore this time. I'm not saving your ass."
"Aww. Someone wants to get in Teach's pants doesn't he."
"Oh shut up Gabriel." Dean swiftly kicked him.
"Dean. I don't think that is proper classroom behavior." Dean turned around to face the owner of the gravelly voice.
"Right. Sorry Mr. Novak." He was slightly embarrassed after the conversation he'd just had.
Novak gave Dean a small smile. He turned to Gabriel, who was biting his lip to hold back his laughter. "And I expect you're going to stay awake today. Your snores are rather disturbing to the rest of the group."
Dean just busted out laughing without even trying to stop. Gabriel looked completely off guard. Gabe grumbled something under his breath. He just leaned back further in his chair. Dean knew there was no way his friend was going to stay awake today. It was a miracle if Gabe stayed awake in the classes he actually was interested in.
Novak started the class. It was a normal lecture with Novak alluding to the pages they were supposed to have read for homework. Of course, Dean had actually read them. But he would never tell anyone that. Gabriel drifted off into soft sleep beside him and Jo aimlessly doodled on her notebook.
Dean on the other hand was completely taken in by what Novak was talking about. It wasn't that the subject was interesting; it was actually boring as all hell. But the animated way in which Novak talked about it made Dean realize how much the guy actually loved art history. And that was enough to make it interesting for Dean to listen to.
At one point he found himself getting lost in the animated expression on his teacher's face. Every little smile brought crinkles around Novak's eyes, which were bright with excitement about primitive art. Who would have thought someone could get so excited by such a thing? Dean was so lost in watching in Novak talk about the class, he had forgotten to take notes. Before he knew it, the lights in the lecture hall were coming up and everyone was shuffling to get out of there as fast as they could.
Dean pulled his eyes away from Novak to start gathering his things. He was going to regret not taking notes later, but how was he supposed to pay attention with Novak teaching the class. Maybe he should drop it because sticking around was just going to land him a big fat F. He gave Gabe a swift kick in the shin to wake his buddy up.
"Miss anything?"
"Not really. But there's a puddle of drool on your face."
Gabe just rolled his eyes and threw his bag over his shoulder. "Later Winchester. Jo."
Dean had completely forgotten about Jo. And it was not like Dean Winchester to forget about a very attractive girl that had been sitting next to him the entire lesson. He turned around and gave her one of his drop-dead smiles.
"Did that lesson suck or what?" Jo said, returning his grin with a flirty one of her own.
Dean shrugged. "It wasn't that bad."
"Yeah it was. Anyways. Wanna get some lunch?" She batted her eyelashes at him.
"Uh –" Dean caught a glance of Novak at the front, gathering his things. "Not today. Kinda promised my nerdy little brother I'd show him around a bit."
Jo let out a sigh. "Rain check?"
"Rain check. Bye Jo."
"See ya Dean."
She waved and headed out of the room. Once again, leaving Dean alone in the giant lecture hall with Mr. Novak. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He'd basically just spent the whole lecture ogling the man. He threw his bag over his shoulder and started to head out the door.
"Hold the door please, Dean."
Dean mentally groaned. Of course he couldn't get out of class without a close encounter with Novak. He held the door and waited for Novak to exit the lecture hall.
"Thank you. My hands are pretty full."
"No problem." Dean nodded. He started to head out into the main part of the building. Unfortunately, Novak seemed to be going the same direction.
"So tell me the truth-" Dean turned to look at Novak. "That lecture wasn't horrible right?"
Dean could tell by the look on Novak's face that the man was actually nervous that he was bad at his job.
"Nah it wasn't horrible persay…"
"Dean. Man to man. The truth."
Dean couldn't help but chuckle. "Let's just say it was as interesting as primitive art can be. But you also gotta realize you're asking a guy who's only taking this class because he's required to for graduation next semester."
"Which is exactly why you're the best person to ask. If you aren't at all interested, how's someone who actually likes the subject supposed to be interested?" A frown tugged slightly at the corner of Novak's mouth.
"Hey. If anyone was paying attention, they could tell how much you care about the subject. Heck. That's the only reason I actually paid attention today. Keep that up and more people might decide not to nap."
Dean couldn't help but smile as Novak's face was overtaken by the biggest grin Dean had ever seen.
"Well I hope you're right Dean." Novak stopped at the elevator. "This is where I leave you. I will see you in class on Monday?" It was a question, not a statement. It was like Novak knew Dean was considering dropping.
"Yep. And I'll actually try and keep my friend awake this time."
Novak chuckled. "Why do I feel like that is almost impossible?"
"Because it is?" Dean chuckled too. "See ya Novak."
"Goodbye Dean."
Dean turned and left Novak to go wherever he was going. Again he couldn't help but think this class was going to be hard to pass. Not because of the material, but because he thought he might be developing a crush on the teacher. He shook the thoughts from his head as his phone buzzed. It was Sammy.
"Yeah. I'll be there in a minute Bitch."
He hung up and sighed. It was going to be a long semester.
I apologize for sucking at updating. It is on my profile and my other stories are in the same state. I haven't forgotten. Don't worry.
