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Castiel reaches over and slams his hand down on his alarm clock, shutting it off. 7:00 a.m. Time for school. As the tired teen reluctantly slides himself out of bed and over to his closet where he grabs his clothes for school, he wonders just how important school is if it means he can sleep in a bit longer. As much as he loved learning, he hated being in that dreadful building. Maybe he could just do online classes? Nah, he'd get way too distracted. Plus, he'd be stuck at home even more which he already hates. Admitting defeat with himself, he pads down the hallway to the bathroom and hops in the shower, getting ready for the dreadful day ahead of him.
The teen had a bad feeling about today. Like, something terrible might happen today. Although Castiel can't quite put his finger on why he has that feeling, he decides to think about all the many possibilities the day may hold. Maybe, he'll get mugged at school. Perhaps he will have a random test that he didn't study for. Whatever it is, it's starting to eat away at Cas' sanity. Well, what little of it he had anyway.
He tries to stop focusing on that sinking feeling and go about his normal routine. He finishes his shower and steps out, wrapping a towel around his waist and walking back to his room to dry and get dressed. The normal attire: black skinny jeans, a large jumper, and his worn out Converse. He checks his outfit in the mirror and nods once he deems it acceptable and then goes about putting a copious amount of product in his hair in an effort to tame it. It fails.
Castiel sighs before turning away from the mirror and grabbing his school bag, shoving his homework in it before zipping it up and slinging it on his back. He remembers to grab his keys, wallet, and phone before making his way downstairs to the kitchen where he hears his older brother, Gabriel, singing along to some stupid song while making pancakes. Castiel tries to sneak past him but is caught before he makes it to the door.
"Hey, baby bro! Why are you off in such a hurry?" Gabriel asks as he sprinkles some chocolate chips into his pancake.
"Just trying to get to school early enough so I don't have to deal with the rushing students," Castiel admits. He hated getting to school when everyone else did. It always ended badly for him.
"Okay but at least take some fruit or something. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day!" Castiel sighs and walks back into the kitchen when he accidentally brushes Gabriel's skin and is overcome with sadness.
"Gabriel, why are you sad?" Castiel had a gift. Or a curse. Which ever you feel like calling it. Basically, he could feel the emotional and physical pain of a person by just a simple touch. Granted, it is only pain that has occurred within the last week of a person's life but a lot can happen in that time frame and, sometimes, Castiel will black out from how bad it is.
"How the-Nevermind. It's nothing, really. Just found out that Kali was cheating on me. I haven't figured out how I am going to break it off with her, yet," Gabriel admits with a tremor in his voice.
"You'll figure it out, brother. And I am truly sorry you are going through that." Gabriel gives Castiel a half smile at that.
"Thank you. Now, get going. Don't want to be late to being early for school." Castiel rushes out of the house and goes to his car that is parked in the street. He gets seated behind the driver seat and starts the car, jumping as he realizes he forgot to turn down the radio the last time he was in the car. He turns it down before he pulls out onto the street and begins the drive to school.
During the ride, he resumes thinking about what could possibly happen today. There was a possibility that he could run into one of his many bullies. Although he takes the ways that no one ever does to his classes, he seems to run into his bullies a lot. Alistair was the worst of them. The prick just loved to make people's lives a living hell. Ever since Castiel had come out in their freshman year of high school year, Alistair was constantly putting things like gay pornographic photos and other paraphernalia in his locker just to mess with him. Castiel always just rolled his eyes and threw away the mess, not bothering to confront the bully. He knew that would just cause more that he didn't feel like dealing with.
Castiel's beat up car pulls into the parking lot of Jefferson High. The brick building looms over, casting a shadow over the parking lot, causing it to look so much more scary than it actually is. Castiel pulls into his normal spot, basking in the calmness of the almost empty parking lot. He decides to eat the apple he grabbed in the car, not wanting to go into the building quite yet. As he sits in the driver seat of his car, he hears the rumble of another car approach his and turns to see a beautiful black car pull into the parking spot just 3 spots away from his. Castiel admires the car for a minute, watching as the car is parked and a tall person steps out. Albeit creepy, Castiel can't take his eyes away from the handsome teen that steps away from the drivers side of the car.
From where Castiel was sitting, he could see that the teen was at least six feet tall, an over-sized leather jacket hanging off his shoulders, completely hiding the frame of the boy. He had to be Cas' age. He had dirty blonde hair that was styled in such a way that looked like it was almost natural. Sadly, Castiel couldn't see much more of the handsome teen but he was determined to find this person around school.
Castiel immediately knew that the blonde teen was new. Jefferson High was a small school. Most everyone there had been living in this town and going to these schools for years. Everyone knew everyone. So, the pending question in Castiel's mind was, who is this handsome stranger?
Castiel shakes himself from his thoughts once the stranger walks away from the car and heads into the school. He looks down at the half eaten apple sitting in his hand and takes one more bite as he gathers his bag and opens the car door. He slings his bag over his shoulder as he quickly finishes the apple and heads up the large steps to the door of his high school. He tosses out the apple core in the trash can next to the heavy doors before entering and immediately being hit with a smell of teen depression and sadness.
He takes notice of the empty hallways and starts his walk to his locker, ready to get today over with. He stands in front of his beaten locker and turns the nob until it opens, going to grab for his chemistry textbook. Once the textbook is settled in his arm, he shuts the locker and is startled to see a body next to it. It's the stranger with the nice car.
"Hi, I'm Dean Winchester. I'm new here and I don't really know my way around. I was wondering if you could show me where the office was?"
Castiel is shocked to be seeing this handsome person so close. What he couldn't see before is right in his face. Freckles that were splattered all over the person -- Dean's -- face. Forest green eyes stare back at him as he waits for an answer Cas can't seem to find due to the beautiful human standing in front of him. Soon, though, Castiel shakes himself from his thoughts and clears his throat, trying to find the answer to the question he was asked.
"Um, it's kind of confusing. I could show you if you want. It'll be easier for you to find later on."
The stranger smiles a smile that could out shine the sun and nods.
"Yeah, could you? I would appreciate it so much."
Castiel smiles back and adjusts his belongings before starting the walk to the office. "Well, Dean. Let's get going. I'm Castiel, by the way. Most people call me 'Cas' but I don't mind either name."
Dean smiles and nods as he walks next to Castiel. "Nice to meet you, Cas."
Castiel looks down with a shy smile as he leads the way to the school's office, knowing the way practically by heart. He looks over at Dean and decides to try and make small talk.
"So, Dean Winchester. What brings you all the way to bum fuck Idaho?"
Dean chuckles at Cas' joke and looks down a bit. "Long story but my dad's work was moved here. Used to live in Lawrence, Kansas for the longest time but I guess you gotta go where the money is." Dean's eyes look a bit distant as he finishes his very brief answer. Castiel can't help but wonder what the boy is thinking.
"Well, welcome to Jefferson High. It's nothing special. Your average high school, really. If you have any questions about where any classes are or anything about the school, in general, don't hesitate to ask me. I have been going to this school for all four years and know it like the back of my hand," Castiel looks up and sees the office, "Here is your stop. Nice meeting you, Dean."
Dean gives Castiel a small smile. "Thanks, man. I probably would have been wondering the halls trying to find this place." The handsome teen puts his hand on Castiel's shoulder in a thankful gesture and the boy tenses as he immediately feels pain course through every part of his body and sadness rush through his mind. Cas has never felt pain like this. Not even with the kid in middle school that was being abused by his dad. The pain hurts the most in his face and his groin and pelvic region. Cas falls to the ground and passes out, hearing Dean call out for him, wondering what the hell was going on.
The last thing Cas remembers feeling is a tightness in his neck, as if he was being choked and a sharp pain in his wrist.