"Sammy boy? Come on dude we need to get going." Dean shakes Sammy into consciousness. Their father laid face down on the opposite hotel bed, legs hanging off the side. Beer bottles, broken glass and cigarettes all across the floor. 'I'll have to clean that up later' The thought leaves Dean's mind as his little brother sits up and yawns. "Where's the fire, Dean?" Sammy remarked sleepily.

Dean smiles a little, "You don't wanna miss your first day of freshman year do you?" Sammy gazed at the little clock in the hotel and bounces out of bed to get dressed. Dean chuckles, "You got 10 minutes, Sammy." Dean grabs is and Sam's bags, filled with folders and paper and other school crap. He grabs his keys and waits by the door for Sammy.

Sammy fast-walks to the door and grabs his bag from Dean. Dean opens the door for his brother and tries to close the door as quietly as he can. Together the brothers quickly go to Dean's 1967 Chevy Impala and throw their stuff in the back. They leave the parking lot before Dean turns the radio on. Sam sighs in annoyance but leaves it alone.

They make to the High School on time and go to get their schedules. Dean, much to Sam's displeasure, walks Sam to his locker and first class. Sam's first class was AP Calculus and Dean was nothing but proud that his little bro was so smart. After Dean dropped Sam off, He went to his own class, Art. He wasn't the most creative person but it seemed like an easy A.

Along his way there he heard commotion coming from around the corner. Someone sound like they were in trouble and dean damned his fucking hero complex, sighed and went to see what was going on.

A short, black-haired boy was crowded by at least a quarter of the football team. Some laughing and saying insults, while other kicked and held the kid down. "Hey!" Dean shouted. Everyone but the kid had looked up, "What do you want?" One of them sneered. "Leave the kid alone and pick on someone your own size, you bunch of cowards." One of the guys walked up to him, 'Must be the leader to these motherfuckers' Dean glared. They were the same height but Dean ultimately looked much more intimidating.

The dude sneered and walked away, "Leave the fag alone, None of them are worth our time." The group dropped the kid and followed their boss out scowled and curled their lips at Dean. He ignores them and went to the kid's side. "You alright there?" Dean asks. The kid looks up at Dean with his pure ocean blue eyes. "Y-yes…Umm...Thank you….?" He looks at Dean shyly and expectantly. "I'm Dean, Dean Winchester." Dean answers and holds out his hand, still entranced by the stranger's eyes.

"I-I'm Castiel Novak." He, now known as Castiel, shakes Dean's hand. "Castiel? That's a weird name." Dean says without thinking. Castiel looks away and Dean realizes what he said, "No, I mean it's different. It's kinda of cool actually. You never have to share that name with anyone." Dean explains and Castiel laughs. Dean smiles, "Is it okay if I call you Cas, for short?" Castiel looks surprised, "Umm…sure….if you want, My brother calls me that but never another kid." Dean raises an eyebrow, "So? All your friends call you Castiel?"

Cas looks down, "I don't really have friends…" Dean puts his hand on Cas' shoulder, "You got one now." Cas smiles. "What class do you have right now?" "Umm," He pulls out his schedule, "AP Calculus." "I know where that is. My freshman brother is in there. Are you a freshman too?" Cas nods, "What are you, Dean?" "I'm a Junior. What other classes do you have?" "AP Calculus, Biology, Art, Choir, Lunch, French and P.E." Dean looks at his schedule, "I got Art, Biology, Music, English, Lunch, P.E, and Math."

"We have the next class together and this period is almost over, wanna start walking there?" Dean questions. Cas nods. "I'll introduce you to my little brother, Sammy, at lunch." "I have some brothers that go here as well. Perhaps I can introduce you to one of them?" Dean smiles, "That'll be great Cas. What year is he?" "Junior, same as you." Was the response. "Cool." And they continued to walk to Biology.

- Sam's POV-

Sam walked into AP Calculus and took one of the front row seats, closer to the window. As more kid's filed in, He stayed in his own little world. He knew he was probably the youngest in this class and he didn't want any trouble on the first day. Everyone had taken sits close to friends and such, Sam silently wished no one would sit net to him.

The way the seats were set up was three seats in a row then space and three more seats and then a space and three more seats to create three rows. Most of the seats were taken up by the time everyone got settled, except the two seats next to Sam and he liked it that way.

The bell rang signaling students and teachers alike to be in their classes. Sam's teacher had entered through a door connected to what seemed like a personal room. She stood in front of the class, "Hello!" 'She's to damn cheery' Sam thought, "I'm Ms. Stewart, your AP Calculus teacher. Welcome to another year of High School Juniors!" she smiled brightly. "In fact, I should be welcoming our freshman as well." Sam looked up. There was more Fresh man in here?

Ms. Stewart opened her mouth but the door being slammed open stopped her. Everyone looks over to see a short, blond-brownish haired guy walk in and shut the door behind him. His grin and eyes practically screamed mischief. "Name please?" Ms. Stewart sighed, getting ready to write his name down. "Gabriel Novak." He says and walks over to take one of the two seats next to Sam. "Now as I was saying, Two Fresh men have been a signed to my class. Castiel Novak and Samuel Winchester?"

She looks to the class. Sam raises his hand. "Yes?" "Umm…I preferred to be called Sam, just Sam." She nods, "Welcome to AP Calculus, Sam." She writes something down. "Is there a Castiel Novak here?" She looks around the class. Gabriel also looks around, a worried expression on his face. 'They must be brothers' Sam thinks. "No? Okay. Please say here when I call your name." Ms. Stewart goes on with the roll sheet.

"Hey." Gabriel whispers to Sam. Sam raises an eyebrow, "Yes?" "You're a Fresh man?" Sam throws him a 'bitch face', "No, how could you even think that. I mean it's not like teacher just pointed it out." Gabriel smirks, "Cute sarcasm." He winks. Sam blushes and looks out the window. Gabriel laughs, "Hey come on, I'm just playing. Sammy?" Sam immediately responds with, "Don't call me that." Gabriel smiles, "Only if you talk to me." Sam sighs, "Fine."

"Is Castiel your brother?" "Omg, You are a genius!" Gabriel says sarcastically. Sam smiles and rolls his eyes. "Yeah, Cassie is my little bro. He's a fresh man but I don't know why he isn't here." Gabriel looks worried. "Maybe he ran into my older brother, Dean. That'd be some miracle, Huh Gabriel." Sam tries to lighten the mood. "Hopefully, as along as your brother isn't a homophobe. Cassie is a main bully target because of it." Gabriel explains. "Dean isn't. In fact I'm pretty sure he's Bi." Sam chuckles and Gabriel joins in.

The bell rings to signal the end of class. "What's your next class Gabriel?" "You can call me Gabe and It's," Gabe digs through his pocket and pulls out his schedule,"AP Calculus, English, Music, P.E, Lunch History and French. What about you?" "AP Calculus, Biology, English, History, Lunch Art and P.E. So we only have this class together and Lunch." Gabe smiles, "Maybe I can introduce you to my brother Cas." "Ok, Bye" "See ya, Sammy!" They depart to their next class.

That's a lot of writing! I hope you like it! PLEASE R&R!