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Dean:

I stepped into my first class with my binders close to my chest. Scanning the room, I eyed the possible seats I could take without being judged. Sitting in the back guaranteed I would get called on during class while sitting in the front scream nerd. I opted for a side seat in the middle row. I looked around the room once more after I took a seat. I wasn't looking for anyone I knew, but for anyone that might want to start something with me. I was seven minutes early to first period, s I quietly waited for the teacher as I watched students slowly start to pour in. A tall boy walked around the room before sitting next to me. I smiled awkwardly at him catching his bright blue eye. He paused for a moment looking at me before he returned the smile. I knew who he was. He was Castiel Novak, the guy who seemed friendly enough, but was truly an ass. I mentally slapped myself across the head knowing that I shouldn't have smiled at him. First period went by pleasantly fast. As I picked up my books to head to my second class, I caught Castiel looking at me again and I quickly glanced away not wanting to start any trouble.

Sitting down in History, my second class, I took out a clean notebook and some pens. Castiel walked in the room and looked at me quickly before glancing at the empty chairs besides me. He sat down a seat away from me. I wasn't sure if that meant he hated me or just disliked me. The next two periods after that went by quickly. In all four periods that I had, Castiel had too. I was being to think that we had the same exact schedule.

Jo found me in the cafeteria with my same old bagged lunch. "Sorry, I'm late. How was your day so far?" Jo asked, setting her stuff on the bench.

"Castiel is in all the classes that I have so far," I said, stuffing a sandwich in my mouth.

"Castiel Novak? Seriously? You are so lucky!" Jo yelled in a whisper.

"Lucky?" I said, repeating her. "I don't want any more trouble with a guy like him."

"He's cute. Really cute," Jo commented. "And he's probably not as bad as they say he is. He's just a tiny bit full of himself."

"Of course, who isn't?" I said sarcastically.

People started to empty out and Jo rushed to finish her half- eaten sandwich.

"See ya," she said, grabbing her stuff and dashing out the cafeteria.

I sighed and gathered my stuff to join her.

Castiel:

My heart jumped a bit every time I walked in the room to see this Dean person already sitting there with his books laid out. He has these amazing green eyes that I couldn't seem to get out of my head.

Stop it Castiel. Dean is a dude.

I saw him once again in the cafeteria and was about to greet him, but stopped when I saw him talking to a girl.

Of course he has a girlfriend.

My heart ached and my chest tightened. I spun around on my heel and walked away to the table I normally sat in with my friends. I tried to ignore the pain that I felt. I wasn't sure why I was so disappointed and I wasn't sure exactly what I expected from him.

I was not surprised to find out that I had all the same classes as Dean did either. What did surprise me was the way my heart reacted every time I saw him. I made sure not to sit down next to him in order to get rid of all weird thoughts in my head.

Dean:

"It's confirmed. Castiel has the same schedule as I do," I said.

It was already the second day of school. I spent all of last night thinking about Castiel.

"And I bet you spent all night worrying. There is nothing to worry about. Focuses on your work like you always do and before you know it, the year will be over. Just like that," Jo said snapping her fingers.

I smiled. Jo knew me the best and was great at giving advice – sometimes. "Thanks."

"No problem. Hey, how's your family by the way?" Jo asked, kicking her foot on the ground.

"They're fine. You should come over more often. My mom says she misses you," I said.

"You're just thinking about the pies she makes when I come over," Jo said laughing.

I nodded and licked my lips unintentionally. "How did you know?!"

Jo laughed again.

"Make any new friends?" I asked.

"None that can replace you Dean," Jo said, slugging her left arm over me and giving me a bear hug.

"Oh god," said, breathing in.

"Love you too," Jo joked, unwrapping her arm around my neck.

We went out separated ways as we arrived at school. I arrived at first period, of course being the first one there. Five minutes past before another person came in the room. I looked up to see Castiel Novak. My breath hiked when I saw his blue eyes. They looked bluer than the day before. I quickly looked away feeling a blush creep up on my cheek. I could feel his gaze on me until he finally sat down next to me. It was quiet for another minute or so.

"I'm not usually this early," Castiel said, facing me.

I wasn't sure if that was a joke and whether or not I should laugh so I gave him my best polite smile.

"It's Dean right?" Castiel said questioningly.

"Yeah," I said, feeling my stomach growl. I bit my lip and prayed silently to myself that my stomach would shut up.

"I'm Castiel," he said.

"Yeah, I know," I said.

Castiel shifted next to me and cleared his throat, but didn't say anything. Luckily, we were saved the awkward conversation by the bell and the storm of people coming in for class.

The teacher, Mr. Singer, came in and briefly talked about his expectations for class and some rules. He then immediately jumped on to our first project.

"For this assignment, each of you will need a partner, preferably someone you don't already know. Together you will create a poster based on the differences of each other. Present something creative. You will work on this project during the course of five classes and the rest you will do on your own. Questions?" Mr. Singer asked looking around.

My heart fell to my stomach. I did not know anyone in the class, hence why I have always disliked partnered projects.

"Do you have anyone you want to work with," Castiel said next to me.

I looked at him and shook my head. "No."

He smiled at me and replied, "Well, I- we could work on it together, if you want."

I looked around him to find several people approaching us. Castiel followed my glance and turned around.

"I don't know them," Castiel said quickly. "I mean, we are in the same classes so it would be easier for us."

"Yeah, alright," I replied, trying my best not to stutter.

With that, the girl behind him glared at me and walked away embarrassed. And for some reason, that made me smile.

Castiel:

Knowing that I had successfully made Dean my partner brought back the butterflies in my stomach. I had been a while since I last felt this way, maybe even since my second girlfriend.

Oh my god I realized. I'm gay for Dean.

I watched as Dean took out a clean piece of paper and set up the format of the poster. His writing was so messy yet so eloquent at the same time. The way his rough hands move along the paper so smoothly as he writes was enough to make me want to watch him forever.

"We should start," Dean said, moving his hand away from my view and blushing.

"Yeah. So what do you like to do?" I asked, mentally preparing to take notes.

"Well, I like to read, listen to music and write," he said.

I cocked my head to the side. "What kind of music?"

Dean looked at me intensely before saying, "Stuff from the 90's, you know. Anything that isn't mainstream."

"It's the same for me," I said, a little bit too happily. I racked my brain for any more questions before it got too awkward. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I gasped a little as soon as I said that.

Dean blushed again. "No. Why?"

"I saw you with that chick during lunch. She seems really nice," I added quickly.

"Oh, Jo? No. She's my best friend. She met when we were little. My dad knows her mom," Dean said.

"Well, I guess you're all mine then," I said, giving him a wink.

I was definitely gay for Dean.