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Disclaimer 2: The title is from the song, Chasing Cars and I am not making money by using it as the title of my fanfic.

Chapter twenty

Four years later (September 2014)

"Hey, you going to that party Friday night?" The boy with the long blonde hair said as he slid into the seat next to his friend.

The other boy, who was previously finishing his homework glanced up from his paper and said, "Nah don't think so. Dad wants to go to the movies with me and Sammy. Says he wants to spend some quality time with us, whatever that means."

"Did he say anything about you spending time with me instead? I mean have you looked at all this?" The boy gestured to himself. "Why wouldn't someone want to hang out with me?"

His friend rolled his eyes. "You're not that great."

"Dean." Asher said, giving Dean a pointed look.

"Ash." Dean retorted back, smirking.

"You have to go to that party." Asher said that as if it was a necessity and if Dean wouldn't go, then the only plausible explanation would be that Dean was preparing for the Apocalypse. And knowing Asher's plans and all of their crazy adventures (which didn't always end so well), sometimes Dean wished he was preparing for the Apocalypse instead.

"I don't have to anything." Dean said, sighing. "Did you finish your homework? This shit's killing me and it's worth like 40 % our grade. Like what kind of teacher makes homework worth 40 %?"

"The evil kind." Dean laughed.

Asher knelt down and got out a folder from his backpack that was under his desk. The folder was so fat, the bindings were already tearing up and the first month of school hadn't even passed yet.

A few papers almost fell out of the folder. Dean was sure that Asher used the folder for all of his subjects and he sometimes wondered how his friend managed to stay so on top of his classes.

"You're in luck, friend, I did finish my homework and you can take a look at it but only if -"Asher took the folder out of Dean's reach and said, "- you agree to go to that party."

Dean huffed. "Fine, I'll ask my dad if I can skip movie night." Asher gave him his math homework.

"Yes!" Asher put his fist in the air in triumphant.

Dean rolled his eyes as he compared their answers. He sighed as he noticed that a lot of his answers didn't match with Asher's and he knew whose answers were right. He really hated Trigonometry. He hated himself more for pushing himself so much last year that he did so well in his previous class that his teacher recommended him for the accelerated math program.

"Oh don't huff, I'll ask Alfie and Theo to come with us." Asher said. "Plus I don't really know about you but I really need to get some."

Dean pulled at his hair. "What I need to get is some sleep so that I can start studying for this test and be ready for my meet Thursday." Dean tried to stifle a yawn but to no avail. He covered his mouth as he yawned and then said, "Plus we should probably start studying for the PSAT."

"Dude, that's like a year away and it's not even the real thing. I'm not worried."

"Yeah with your brain, I wouldn't be worried." Dean muttered under his breath.

Asher didn't say anything back and Dean would never know if it was because he had actually managed to shut up his friend for a few seconds (a previously impossible task) or if it was because at that moment, the door opened and their math teacher, walked in and a student trudged after her.

"Class we have a new student." said as she went to stand next to the student.

Dean glanced up from the the tortuous homework that he had actually managed to finish just as the boy with the black-boy hair looked up and Dean almost fell out of his chair.

He'd recognize those blue eyes anywhere.

A/N: Please review.
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P.S. I am very sorry for the late update. I was busy with work this summer and classes are going to start soon. But I will try my best to post at least another chapter before I go back to school.