Okay, so this is the first of probably two or three middle school chapters! Then we move on to high school! Thanks for the reviews, follows and favorites! You guys are the best!

Seven Years Later

"Sammy! Let's get a move on!" Dean called up the stairs. Sam appeared with his backpack and he stood up at the top of the stairs. He held his hands out and spun around. He was wearing dark wash jeans, a blue flannel shirt unbuttoned, a gray t-shirt underneath and water sneakers.

"Well, how do I look?" Sam asked as he walked down the stairs. He had finally gotten his hair to calm down for the most part.

"You look great, Sammy. Are you ready to go now?" Sam thundered down the stairs. At 12 years old, Sam was already 5'6. He rolled his eyes when he finally got to the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes, Dean. I just want to look good. It's seventh grade for crying out loud! That means middle school!" Sam couldn't believe his brother didn't understand this. Dean smiled and ruffled Sam's hair.

"I know. Now come on, I'll be late to work if we don't leave." Sam sighed, ignoring the fact that his brother had messed up his hair.

"Does Gabriel have the same homeroom as you?" Dean asked while they drove.

"No, he's got Mrs. Barnes."

"And who do you have?"

"Mr. Wyatt. He's also my English teacher."

"Well, that'll be good right? Having a teacher get to know you?" Sam shrugged. Moving into a bigger school and not having his best friend by his side the whole time was scary. "How many advanced classes are you taking?"

"Um…four. English, math, science, and history."

"What other classes are you taking?"

"P.E, French and woodshop."

"French? Really?" Dean raised an eyebrow at his younger brother.

"Hey, it was either French or auto, and auto is basically a waste since I've got you and Bobby." The boys pulled into the parking lot of the school.

"See, that's the difference between you and me, I took auto because I had Dad and Bobby. Easiest class I ever took."

"Right, well, I have to go. I promised Gabriel we would meet up before class starts."

"Alright buddy, I think Cas is going to pick you up though. Bobby needs me to stay a little late today." Sam nodded.

"Thanks, Dean. See you later." Sam got out of the car and looked at his new school. He walked up the stairs and once inside, looked around. There were tons of people around. Way more than Sam had seen at his other school. Sam pulled the paper out of his backpack and looked at it. He found his locker and tried to do his locker combination a couple times before he finally got the door open.

"Hey, Sam." Sam looked up and saw a small Asian boy with shaggy black hair. Sam smiled at Kevin Tran.

"Hey, Kevin how's it going?"

"Alright. Do you have your schedule with you?" Sam held out the paper and Kevin took it. His eyes read it over and a large grin stretched out on his face. "Well, looks like we'll be spending a lot of time together this semester."

"Really?" Sam exhaled a sigh of relief. He was worried that nobody would in his classes. He knew that Gabriel wouldn't be in any of his advanced ones. The bell rang and Sam looked around. Gabriel was still nowhere to be found.

"Hey, I'll see you in English alright?" Sam nodded and walked to his homeroom, still searching for his best friend.

"Gabriel! Sweetie! Come on!" Saraqeal yelled up at her twelve year old son. Gabriel looked at himself one more time in the full length mirror. He was wearing light wash jeans, black sneakers, a Kelly green jacket, and a black t-shirt underneath. Today was his first day of seventh grade and he wanted everything to go perfect. He knew that he wouldn't have a lot of classes with his best friend. Sam was smart. Really smart. It was one of Gabriel's favorite things about him, but it also meant that Sam would be taking advanced classes. Gabriel sighed and walked out of the bathroom.

"Oh honey. You look great! Are you ready for school?"

"Yeah, where's Dad?"

"He's in the garage. Waiting for you. Now go," Saraqeal placed a kiss on her son's forehead before he walked out of their house and into the garage.

"You're taking me to school?" Gabriel smiled. His dad rarely took him to school.

"Yeah, kiddo. Ready to go?" Gabriel nodded and got into the passenger seat of his dad's BMW.

"So, what classes are you taking?"

"Math, science, history, English, P.E., auto and home ec."

"Wow, sounds like a full schedule." Gabriel nodded. Small talk with his father was always awkward. "When are basketball try-outs?"

"Oh, um, I think the first couple weeks in September."

"So we should probably start training." Remiel smiled. Gabriel smiled back and nodded.

"Yeah, for sure." They sat in silence the rest of the way to school.

"Your mother will pick you up. Good bye, Gabriel."

"Bye, Dad." Gabriel waved and looked up at his new school. He looked around to see if Sam was waiting for him. When he wasn't, Gabriel sighed, walked up the stairs and into the school. He had memorized his locker number and walked directly over to it. He opened it and looked around. It was empty, but Gabriel had some things to personalize it. He pulled out some pictures and hung them up with some magnets that he had stolen off the fridge. Then he hung up the magnet that was his. It was a Los Angeles Clippers magnet that Sam had brought him from California.

"You're a Clippers fan?" A voice from behind him said. Gabriel turned around and saw a boy standing there. He had dark brown hair, and green eyes. He was wearing a black button up and medium wash jeans. He opened the locker next to Gabriel's.

"Hello, Mikey. How are you?" Gabriel grinned. He and Michael had gone to daycare together, but they ended up at different elementary schools.

"It's Michael. I'm fine, how are you?"

"Pretty good, sucks summer is over though." Michael nodded in agreement.

"Mrs. Barnes for your homeroom?"

"Yup."

"Ah, well, looks like we'll be great friends then." Gabriel put an arm around Michael and Michael immediately shook him off.

"Where's your BFF, Sam?" Gabriel looked around. He still hadn't found Sam yet.

"Actually, I don't know." Gabriel responded as the bell rang.

"Well, maybe it's time for you to find some new friends." Gabriel didn't really like what Michael was implying. The two walked into their classroom. Gabriel was upset that he didn't get to see Sam, and he knew he wouldn't see him for his first few classes. Gabriel sighed and took his seat next to Michael.

"Hey, Gabe?" Michael whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Are you going to try-out for basketball this year?" Gabriel nodded.

"Me too. There are some guys I want you to meet. They all play, too."

"Really?" Gabriel was confused. Was Michael actually suggesting that they hang out together?