A/N: Two things... one I have no clue how the American school system works so I probably got most of the school stuff wrong. ...Two I'm sorry this chapter probably sucks it's really a filler chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural
Chapter 2
After the Latin class finished Dean and Cas left the room. They parted ways with Dean telling Cas to meet him at lunch hour, which they fortunately happened to have at the same time, outside by a black chevy impala that there was no way Cas could miss so they could sort out the suddenly made plan to watch the Avengers movie after school.
Dean didn't know what it was about Castiel that had made him decide to spend more time with him. The guy seemed awkward and out of place. Seriously who wears a trench coat on their first day at a new school? It's like he's trying to get himself beat up. Yet to Dean Castiel seemed different from every other person he'd met before.
The perfect blue of his eyes that resembled the colour of an iceberg but filled with fire and light. The tan trenchcoat that he wore, not seeming to care about the opinion of others. The fact the guy wore a freaking tie that matched the colour of his eyes. It was all so different from everyone else.
Everyone wore what they were expected to wear. Nerds, with the stereotypical like clothes with the suspenders and glasses. Jocks with their sport uniforms. The 'slutty' girls in their super showy clothes that violated dress code as much as they could. Even Dean tried to play to the crowd with what he wore. He tended to wear casual clothes just like jeans and a T-shirt, like most people not in with the 'cliques' wore.
Also Cas seemed different from other people. He'd seemed to react strangely when he bumped into Dean that morning, Dean had pretended not to notice but he noticed the look in Cas's eyes when he looked at him. Cas had been genuinely shocked by him, and there was a flash of recognition in his eyes which was quickly hidden.
Castiel was strange. Dean figured that's what drew them together in the first place, because there's no way Dean Winchester believes in trivial things such as fate.
As Dean walked to his next class he tried to shake all his thoughts of Cas from his head. He had to focus, had to be on alert. Dean knew it was stupid nothing was going to hurt him now, not here at school during class time. But still he was on alert, it was the reason he was at this school in the first place. There was something in the school which had caused a number of death's after hours.
The last hunter to investigate it had thought that it was a ghost or demon, but they'd been killed before they could confirm which. The case had fallen to Sam and Dean to take care of given their dad was out hunting a werewolf in Georgia.
As Dean walked the halls he kept an eye out for suspicious activity, but all he saw was the usual. Students hurrying to get to class, others chilling against lockers, and some even sneaking out to ditch for the rest of the day. Dean considered joined them in ditching but he had to remain at school. For the case... he told himself.
It wasn't because he was hoping to see Cas again during the day so he could learn more about him, not at all.
As Dean entered his always painfully boring history class he shook all thoughts of the hunt and Cas out of his head and just focused on the teacher. Of course after ten minutes of focusing he grew painfully bored so decided to catch up on his lost hours of sleep from the night before.
The teachers harsh voice woke him from his slumber. "Dean Winchester, what do you think you're doing?" She asked angrily.
"Wasn't it obvious?" Dean said with a shrug.
"Class is for learning not sleeping Dean."
"Well if you were actually interesting then maybe I wouldn't of been sleeping." Dean shot back.
A chorus of (that sound people make when someone's in trouble) sounded out throughout the class.
"Go to the principal's office Dean." The teacher yelled angrily at him.
More of that sound happened.
"Fine by me, the principal's office will no doubt be more interesting than this class." Dean said as he stood up and exited the class.
Cas
When lunch hour came Cas went outside in search of the car Dean had told him to meet him by. Upon entering the carpark Cas had no idea about how he was supposed to find the 'black chevy impala' amongst all these cars. Dean had said that there was no way he'd miss it, so Cas felt bad about the fact he couldn't see the car Dean had been talking about.
He walked through the rows of cars and eventually he struck gold. At the far end of the carpark sat the black chevy impala that Dean had told him about. The car appeared to have been kept in pristine condition and was clearly well cared for.
He sat down on the fence of the carpark that was right next to the impala. He figured that Dean wouldn't be long so he sat back and watched the people who appeared to be leaving for lunch.
First there was an obvious couple who were clearly very deeply in love. It was obvious that the girl had tried hard in her appearance for the boy if her perfectly curled hair and almost overdone make up were anything to go by. The boy appeared to have made an effort as well given his slicked back hair and nice clothes.
Next there was a group of hyperactive teenage girls in a car with a folded down top. They were all wearing clothes which were as short and revealing as the school's dress code would allow them to be. Many of them were also chatting about a party that a girl was throwing on halloween. They all obviously wanted to be invited.
The longer Cas waited the more sure he was that Dean wasn't going to show up at all. A voice in the back of his mind was telling him that Dean had just been kidding about them hanging out, that he didn't really like Cas at all. That it was all a joke.
Cas pushed the doubts away, Dean wasn't like that... Was he? They'd only known each other a matter of hours, maybe he was like that. Cas didn't know much about Dean at all other than his name and appearance. Maybe Dean was just messing with him.
Cas pulled out his phone to check how much time had passed. Looking at the time he realised that he'd been waiting about 10 minutes for Dean and he was still a no show. Dean should be here by now Cas thought. He decided he'd give Dean five more minutes and if Dean didn't show up by the end of that then he'd just leave and go somewhere else.
Just when Cas was about to leave he saw Dean approaching. Dean approached him and the car with a smile on his face.
"Hiya Cas." Dean said with a smile.
"Hello Dean, what took you so long?" Cas asked.
"I got sent to the principal's office and well since I had to go to other classes and stuff I had to come back there at lunch which is why I'm late." Dean said as way of explanation.
"What did you do to get sent there, if you don't mind me asking?" Cas asked awkwardly shifting his feet hoping he hadn't overstepped his boundaries.
"Sleeping in class."
"Why were you sleeping in class?" Cas asked tilting his head to the side in confusion.
"Boredom." Dean said with a shrug.
"Oh okay." Cas said trailing off awkwardly.
They spent the rest of the lunch hour talking about things, such as the hanging out after school, and learning things about each other. The topics ranged anywhere between pop culture and things such as school and aspirations.
Cas learnt that Dean had a younger brother called Sam, who according to Dean had long (for a boy) brown hair. Dean had told him that Sam was four years younger than him and was now 12. It was obvious to Cas that Dean cared very much about his little brother.
Dean on the other hand learnt that Gabe was Cas's older brother who was a 'rebel' as Cas put it. Apparently Gabe liked playing pranks and had a love for all things sweet, which often lead to Cas having to try and find money to bail Gabe out of prison. Dean had to admit he was amused by the idea of Cas having to go down to the police station to bail his brother out of jail, not just once but multiple times. The idea in itself was amusing.
When the lunch bell rang signifying the end of lunch Dean and Cas parted ways to head to their next classes which for Dean was English and for Cas was Biology. Both of them just couldn't wait until the school day would end, neither knew why but both of them were intrigued to hang with the other.
