Chapter 2:

An Unrealistic Misfortune That Could Be Spelled Out As Mother Effin Gay But It Really Is Just The Blue Eyes

Anyone could tell me I was straight, straight as a tub of spaghetti.

Well, I guess in a way...it was like spaghett. Staight in more ways than one, if you diffine curly and swirly as straight. I mean you'd have to be pretty fucking trippy to see my sexuality as completly straight.

I had my share of beautiful busty blonde sweethearts but Lisa was a Goddess. And so not blonde.

She was simple, brown eyes and dark hair. Tanned skin and plump lips. She was more complicated than one would like to think, I tend to think it was more in the eyes. They were fucking doe, I mean swirls of chocolate and caramel. It was almost heavenly, and to think, she would've been mine if my heart wasn't so fucking stubborn.

Caramel was sweet, but the ocean and the sky was bigger.

And hell if I knew, I sounded like a chick flick and god damn they were right.

Falling in Love Sucks.

It was simple, really. I was sitting at my usual table, talking to Jo, Ash, Pamela and Chuck, and maybe checking out Lisa's breasts while I was at it when the topic came up.

"So, any of you meet the new kids yet?" Jo ponders, a waggle of her eyebrows and then takes a sip from her coke.

"N-new kids? I haven't known..." Chuck stutters as he looks towards Jo, utterly surprised at the question. I roll my eyes and stick a cheesy fry into my mouth, and nod no.

"Is it those Novak's? I swear they all look so fuckable!" Pamela squeals, and takes a fry from my plate. I frown in disgust as I pull the plate of fries towards me. Away from any grabby hands.

"There all siblings, right? I think I had class with one of them." Ash recalls. "Um, the name Lucy answer anything?"

"No, but I had class with two of them. Castiel and Gabriel Novak." Lisa joins in, happy to provide information.

"Ah, yeah a big commotion those two were. Aunt Karen literally busted into our classroom with excitement, Dean, oh god I thought the poor woman was going to explode!" Jo laughs and points to me.

Aunt Karen to explode with excitement? Well, it's not uncommon, just uncommon when it has to do with school. "Did she drag Ellen by the talons?" I reply, a playful smirk finding it's way to my lips.

"Shut it, Deano, lucky bastard you have dirt over me or else dinner tonight would be a treat." Jo warns, her calm demeanor a turning into pit bull and I remember the main rule when it comes to the Women of the Harvelle's. No fucking around with them.

Joanna Beth Harvelle is the epitome of fire of blondes. Born on the second of July and is just like her mother. Also known as Ellen Harvelle, she's a teacher here for world history. Ive known Jo since way back, practically still barely getting into our diapers when our mothers decided to stick us in a play pen and see what happens. (I have teeth mark scars to show for proof.) Since then, me and Jo have became best friends and always had each others backs. She's sister to me and Sam, and were brothers to her.

Sam Winchester, my baby brother and the only reason I decide to keep on living. Other than the booze and sex, of course, and the fact that Ellen would kill me if I ever even thought of ending it. Sam Winchester was born on the fifth of March and is approximately four years younger than I, Ive been taking care of his ass since he was in diapers. Ever since our father died, that nerd herd should be here any second actually.

"Anyways, Lis, what were the Novak's like?" Pamela continues to pry, silver eyes full of curiosity. "Tell me their personalities were as good as their looks!"

Lisa giggles and I feel my heart do a jig at the notion. "Well, the youngest was adorable and the older one was wild!" She exclaims. "I mean one minute they are all new kids, old stuff, then Gabriel had a lollipop in his mouth and baby blues couldn't speak!"

"Baby blues?" I ask.

"The youngest has severely blue eyes, I mean his eyes are huge!" She expands her hands to show the exaggeration and Jo laughs.

"I had class with Anna, she was nice." Chuck states. "She looks different from the other Novaks."

"They all do, apparently, but they are all very attractive." Pamela adds.

"Well, it seems like Jo and Pamela will make new friends tonight." I waggle my eyebrows. "Use protection sweeties."

"Oh I will." Pamela smirks as Jo exclaims. "Dean!"

"I swear, Dean, one more freaking comment out of yo-oh shit." Jo is interrupted as we hear the door to the cafeteria creak open. "Holy fuck they are gorgeous."

Don't fucking tell me.

Son of a bitch.

Its simple, it starts off with the tall dark and protective one, I'm guessing oldest. To his right I see a blonde, with dark eyes all the same but a smirk played out on his lighter features. They stand the tallest, and simply quite the same as the dark and broody. To Mr. Dark's left is a much shorter guy, has dirty blonde hair and eyes that look like whiskey, he has a lollipop in his mouth. I'm guessing that's Gabriel. To Gabriel's left is a girl, about his height, if anything much taller, with red hair. She's all curves and petites. Seems just my type if it wasn't for Lisa.

But, shit, if it isn't Mr. Baby blues.

He has fucking sex hair.

"We don't strip for free is that's what your eyes are implying!" Gabriel exclaims.

I look towards Anna, face flushed at Gabriel's remark and Anna giggles. "Just roll with it Cassie, seems Gabriel is making a half decent impression at least." She whispers.

It's quiet. After Gabriel's statement everyone seems to busy themselves with their food and other things. Gabriel's smug smirk is more than evident of the silent cafeteria.

Is it too late to fly up to Heaven yet?

"Come on, I think that table is free over there." Michael mutters and leads us to the left corner of the room.

I would've been fine if it wasn't for the forest I encountered on the way over there.

Okay, not an actual forest but it was very green. And very beautiful.

To be honest, the eyes were one thing, but his soul? I think the words for this situation would be something along the lines of 'the brightest light you could have ever seen…times the sun'

I cough.

"What's wrong, Cassie?" Anna whispers as we settle down at the empty table. Its right across from the green eyes, and its slowly making my insides turn to goo.

I look towards the table, hoping that they would get the small message.

"Well, fuck me endlessly and call me a whore." Gabriel says with the mouthful of lollipop. "His soul is seriously fucking bright."