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Chapter2

As he reached the tech hall a small angel boy ran full speed into him. The force of the impact caused the poor angel to fall backwards. The angel and his belongings were sprawled all over the floor. Dean, who wasn't affected by the impact, stood there stunned. "ouch. Ow, ow, ow, ow. Damn that hurts ouuuuch." The angel said. His wings of pure white beat in frustration. Dean could tell that the angel was new at the school. Not just because he was small, but because he reeked of nervousness. He laughed as he picked up on of the textbook. The angel noticed this and looked at dean with annoyed

"You should watch where you're going angel boy. You might hurt yourself. Or worse, lose a feather." Dean laughed. The angel gathered his belongings and went to reach for the one in Deans hand. But Dean decided he wasn't done tormenting the angel. So, he played keep away with him. The angel huffed in anger as his wings shook. This made dean laugh even more. Suddenly there was a voice behind him.

"Mr. Dean Winchester. Return the book to the angel and get into my class." It said. Dean groaned and handed the book back to the angel. Then he hurried into the classroom. The angel thanked the teacher and hurried to his next class.

Castiel entered his classroom just as the teacher finished lecturing the class on how he hated student arriving late. When he entered, the teacher glared at Cas as he handed the teacher his timetable. The teacher snatched the sheet of paper from him and read it over. "Right then. Mr. Castiel Angelize. You must be related to Gabriel. That little no good prankster. I sure hope you're not like him. Now go sit by Megan Rougendale. Meg raise your hand for the angel boy." The teacher said. It was insanely clear that the teacher didn't like angels. But it wasn't just because he was a demon. Cas could tell that this was going to be his least favorite class. He was beginning to really hate demons. First the group in the hall who wanted his lunch money, second was that dean kid in the hall and now his teacher.

"Were all demons like this?" he thought.

The demon girl whom Cas was to sit by blew a bubble and smiled at him. Her tail twisted as she starred at him intently. He took the seat next to her and opened his book. However, he was unable to concentrate on his work because the demon was staring at him. Finally, she spoke. "Hey…" she whispered. "Hey… hey Clarence. Clarence." Cas ignored her the best he could. But she insisted on getting his attention. He gave up and turned around to tell her to leave him alone. The teacher however took that moment to look at Cas.

"Mr. Angelize, I'd prefer that you didn't disrupt Mrs. Rougendale learning. Since you think you know what you're doing, then why don't you come up here and answer this equation." The teacher barked. Cas looked at the board and laughed. The question was on multiplying binomials. He glared at the demon and sauntered up to the board. The question read as followed,

"Expand and simplify.6(n+5)(8n-3)" Cas did the calculations in his head rather quickly, then looked at the teacher. The teacher gave him a smug look, thinking that Cas couldn't answer the question. To prove the teacher wrong he picked up the chalk and wrote,

6(n+5)(8n-3)

6(8n^2-3n+40n-15)

6(8n^2+37n-15)

48n^2+222n-90

He put the chalk down and looked at the teacher. The teacher looked as if Cas had solved the impossible enigma. Cas gave the teacher an innocent look and said, "The question was so easy I could have done it in my sleep." He spun around and strode back to his seat. His wings slightly brushing against the floor as he walked. The other students looked at him with the same expression as the teachers.