Okay, not sure how many Junior Chapters there will be, 3 probably. Anyway! Here it is! Thanks for all the reviews, follows and favorites! You guys are amazing!

Junior Year

The Impala roared to life and Sam smiled behind the wheel. Dean was standing in the driveway with his arms folded, eyeing Sam. Sam had somehow convinced Dean to let him drive the Impala to school. Dean had never let him drive the Impala by himself, even over the summer just to pick up milk from the store. Sam had gotten his license in May, but Dean was very protective of his baby. Dean walked over to the driver's door and leaned down.

"Sammy, maybe you should take Cas' car."

"Dean, come on, you promised."

"I know, but…" Dean looked around the inside of the car.

"Dean, I need a car." Castiel walked out the front door and looked at the boys. He walked over and put his hand on Dean's shoulder.

"Dean, come on, we'll be late."

"Really? Come on, Sam. I can't be seen driving to the garage in the Prius."

"What's wrong with my Prius?" Dean stood up and looked at Castiel.

"Nothing, nothing babe." Dean gave Castiel a kiss on the cheek and smiled.

"You can walk your pretty little ass to work then." Castiel smiled back, and he and Dean stared at each other for a while. Sam rolled his eyes and cleared his throat.

"Well this is adorable, but I need to get to school."

"Sammy, just, be careful, alright?"

"I got it, Dean. Thanks." Sam put the car in reverse and took off for school, leaving Dean and Castiel in the driveway, waving as he left. Today was an important day. Today was the first day of Sam being an upperclassman. He was able to go to dances, drive himself places, and of course, start looking at colleges. Sam had looked at Stanford, a lot, but he also had looked at some of the colleges Kevin had been looking at. Princeton was Kevin's top choice, but Sam thought that California sounded more appealing than the east coast. Sam rolled his window down and cranked up one of Dean's classic rock tapes that he would never admit that he actually liked. He pulled into the parking lot at school, and he luckily found a spot next to Kevin's deep blue car. Kevin was just leaning against his car, reading a piece of paper in his hands. He waved at Sam as he pulled up.

"Hey, Kevin." Sam rolled the window up and then shut the car off. He grabbed his backpack from the backseat and then got out of the car.

"What's up, Sam?"

"Ready for this, man?"

"Actually, yeah. I mean, besides Channing already picking out our prom colors." Kevin rolled his eyes.

"Well, that's cute." Sam smirked.

"Shut up. How'd you get the Impala?" Kevin looked the car over.

"I've been in Dean's ear since June about letting me drive it."

"Wow, well aren't you lucky?" Sam smiled and shrugged.

"Ready to head in?" Sam led the way into school and the two found their lockers, which happened to be next to each other. They were putting things away when the ten minute bell went off. Channing made her way over to Kevin and gave him a kiss on the cheek before she went to her first class.

"Where are you going, Kev?"

"Pre-calc, you?"

"Chem. I better get going, too." Sam nodded a goodbye and then walked down the science hallway. He found his Chemistry lab and opened the door. He walked in and looked around for anybody that he knew. There was nobody. Sam took a seat in the second row between two other empty desks. He opened his notebook and titled it. He was making a list of things that he needed to do now that school had begun when the bell for class to begin rang. Their teacher, Ms. Rosen, came in.

"Good morning, how are we doing today?" Barely anybody said a word.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, back to school." She began roll call when the door opened. Sam lifted his head up and his eyes widened.

"Ah, Mr. Principatum, glad you could join us. It seems as though there is a seat available next to Mr. Winchester if you don't mind taking it." Ms. Rosen kept on with roll, but Sam's heart sped up so fast he was pretty sure that somebody could see it pounding against his ribs. Gabriel took his seat next to Sam. Sam looked over at him and Gabriel gave a classic wink and smirk.

"Hey there, Sammoose."

"Hey, Gabe." Sam whispered. Sam stared into his honey eyes and he practically melted. How was he going to be able to concentrate with Gabriel in his class?

Gabriel heard the bell go off, but he was still putting the final touches on his locker. He hung up his schedule with the LA Clippers magnet that he couldn't bear to part with; no matter how little he and Sam talked. He decided he should probably get to class. His advanced chemistry class wouldn't be fun, but since he had passed his advanced biology with such a high grade, they decided that advanced chemistry was the next step. Gabriel grabbed his notebook and folder, tucked them under his arm and then walked towards his lab. He got to the door and sighed, yet another class with people that he didn't really want to talk to, but he really had no choice. Gabriel opened the door, and walked in.

"Ah, Mr. Princ…" Gabriel didn't hear the rest of his lecture from his teacher. He was too busy focusing on the blue/green eyes that had just looked up at him. Gabriel walked over and sat next to Sam, not taking his eyes off him. Sam hadn't taken his eyes off Gabriel since he had come through the door. Gabriel winked and smirked at Sam, trying not to show how nervous he was to be so close to him.

"Hey there, Sammoose."

"Hey, Gabe." Sam whispered back. Gabriel wasn't sure if his heart could beat any faster. He didn't want to break eye contact with Sam, but Ms. Rosen was asking for attention up front.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, I hope you enjoy the person that you're sitting next to, because you will have to do two projects with them through the semester: one for mid-term and the other for your final." Ms. Rosen went into further detail and passed out the sheets of paper that had the explanations for the projects. The bell rang, dismissing the class, and Sam and Gabriel stood up. They looked at each other, but neither said a word. Gabriel cleared his throat.

"So…this project?"

"Uh…yeah. Maybe we should…trade numbers and we can figure out a time that works for both of us to get started?" Sam opened his notebook, tore out a sheet of paper and quickly scribbled his number down. He handed it to Gabriel and smiled. "So, text me. Soon." Gabriel smiled back.

"For sure, Sammy." The nickname came out of Gabriel, but Sam didn't hate it. Actually, he thinks he liked it in Gabriel's voice. Gabriel winked again. Sam barely walked out of the classroom since his knees felt like Jell-O. Sam got to his locker without totally collapsing.

"Hey, Sam. How'd chem go?" Sam smiled wide and looked at Kevin.

"Oh it was great. I uh…" Sam had forgotten to take his phone off vibrate and felt it go off in his pocket. He pulled it out and looked at the screen.

785-555-6816: Hey Samsquatch!

Sam: Gabriel?

785-555-6816: The 1&only ;) PS- I grabbed ur folder. U left it in Chem.

It took Sam a moment to realize that he had in fact left his folder. Sam was imagining going over to Gabriel's locker to get the folder when Kevin's voice brought him out of it.

"Sam? What happened?" Sam looked up into Kevin's brown eyes.

"Huh? Oh, uh…Gabriel is in my class."

"Seriously?! Dude! Did you ask him out?"

"What? Hell no!"

"Why not?"

"Because! He…" Sam sighed in frustration. How could Kevin not understand? "He's not gay, obviously. He's been with a lot of girls, why would he suddenly change?"

"Because, maybe he's hiding being gay. Did you ever think about that?"

"Did you ever think that maybe you're annoying?"

"Oh I know, and that's half the reason you keep me around." Kevin smiled. Sam gave him a shove and Kevin almost landed on Jessica.

"Whoa, watch out there, Short Round." Jessica smiled at Sam when he laughed.

"Hey, Jess. How's it going?"

"Oh good. You remember that Brady Niveus guy?"

"Yeah, he was in my lit class last year. He's a good guy."

"Glad you think so, because he asked me out." Kevin and Sam snapped their heads up.

"Really!?" They said in unison. Jessica looked at the both of them.

"Yes, really! Jesus, a guy can't find me attractive?"

"We never said that. Jess, you're beautiful, it's just that you never seemed interested in anybody other than…" Kevin looked from Sam back to Jessica and buried his head into his locker.

"Well, I've moved on." Jessica shrugged.

"Well good for you, Jess. Hey, look at these. " Sam showed Jessica and Kevin the text messages from Gabriel.

"Sam! Those are flirty text messages!" Jessica smacked his arm.

"No they aren't. Shut up." Sam blushed.

"They look flirty to me. Anyway, I have to go to P.E." Jessica shrugged and walked away. Kevin soon parted and met up with Channing half way down the hall, leaving Sam to reread the text messages and blush in peace.

Gabriel reread his text messages. Were they too forward? They were too forward. Sam probably didn't even want to talk to him. Gabriel sighed and tucked his phone back into his pocket. He went to his next class and took a quick look at his phone. There was a new text message.

Sam: Can I come 2 ur locker&get it?

Gabriel smiled so wide that he was pretty sure that his face would crack.

Gabriel: Of course, anytime that works 4 u.