Junior year of High school Dean and Cas are 17

Junior prom was shaping up quite nicely, Dean and Lisa where off again so he brought a girl from the next town over. He had met her at one of his baseball games and she was pretty cute. Her name was Cassie and unlike with prudish Lisa, Dean knew he was getting lucky tonight; besides, that's what proms all about right.

Lisa had just gone with some friends since she had dropped Dean at such short notice; he was pleased to see the jealousy written on her face when he arrived. It was a small victory, come Monday she'd be crawling back like she always did. Not like Cassie would mind any way, different school different town might as well have been different states when you're in high school.

The night was winding down and Dean was heading to the bathroom real quick before he and Cassie went off to the lake for some naughty time in the Impala. When he got to the boys room door, he was surprised to find it locked. Dean pulled the handle a couple times before pounding on the door.

"Occupied!" A voice growled from the other side of the door.

"Come on, man!" Dean pounded again.

"Fuck!" he heard more grunting and then some giggling before the door was unlocked.

Dean waited a beat as a girl in an orange dress slipped out of the restroom, her head down as she rushed off so he couldn't make out who it was. He looked after her for a beat then checked to make sure this was indeed the men's room. When he entered, he found that Novak kid running his hand through his messy dark hair, a lit cigarette perched between his lips as he stood in front of the mirror.

It was clear what had just happened, the dudes collar was unbuttoned and marks where all ready beginning to color his skin. The guy was clearly high or drunk, probably both if his reputation was anything to go by. Dean just nodded in manly approval, it was one of those unwritten rules to give a dude props given the situation. Apparently this guy didn't know anything about that, glaring at Dean as he heads to the urinal.

"Take a fucking picture," he snaps at him, flicking his cigarette butt by Dean's feet as he storms out of the bathroom.

"What the fuck?" Dean shakes his head in confusion, shrugging it off as he goes about his business.

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