First day of senior year arrived. John dangled the keys to the Impala a few inches above Dean's head. "You are to drop your brothers off at school and pick them up at three. I will check in with you at three thirty. You better be here. Have I made myself clear, Dean Michael?"
Dean inwardly cursed at his douchebag of a dad. "Crystal"
John dropped the keys in Dean's open palm. "Drive carefully, son."
Dean shepherded his brothers outside. Since the elementary and middle schools were housed in the same building, Dean dropped the rug rats off and drove to the high school in less than ten minutes. His eyes latched on to Cas' sweet Mustang, as he maneuvered the Impala inside the seniors' parking lot.
Castiel was surrounded by his soccer teammates. He arched a dark brow at Dean and continued listening to Uriel's stories of his backpacking adventure through Europe. Dean's intention was to jog by undetected, but unfortunately, Ion stopped him.
"St. Dean, what's up?!"
Dean gripped his right hand fingers into his backpack's straps. He plastered a fake smile and strolled towards his former teammates. "Hey guys!"
"What's this I hear about you quitting the team?" Raphael asked.
Dean coughed. "My old man wants me to do more volunteer hours. He says it'll look good in my college applications."
Uriel nodded. "That doesn't make any sense. Athletics also look good in applications."
Dean shrugged his shoulders. Ion asked, "So how was bible camp? Did they preach on the evils of sex before marriage?"
Some of the other jocks laughed. "Fuck off, Ion!" Dean bellowed.
"Ooh St. Dean cursing...what's the world coming to?" Ion said in a mocking tone.
Castiel rolled his eyes. Fer was so better off without this huge bag of dicks. Speaking of which, the Spaniard walked fast by the group. Since he and Dean weren't supposed to be chummy in school, Cas took this as the perfect opportunity to vacate the group.
Cas purposely bumped his shoulder against Ion's chest. "What the fuck is your problem, Novak?!" Ion shoved Castiel hard.
"You know you did Fer a huge favor by breaking up with him." Castiel glared at Ion. He held on tight to the strap of his messenger bag and left.
"Hey Fer...wait up!" Castiel jogged to the front doors. He and Fer gave each other a half embrace and bumped fists.
Dean's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He knew Cas would never cheat on him, but he couldn't help being jealous, whenever he saw him with Fer. The warning bell rang signaling that first period was set to begin in five minutes. A plethora of students stormed inside the two story building.
To Dean's immense chagrin, he ended up sharing three out of the first four classes of the day with Cas. Castiel chose to sit in the back of the classrooms, while Dean opted to plant his derriere in the front row.
Mr. Roche taught them French for fourth period which was the class right before lunch. Turned out all of the members of the LGBT club, as well as the kids from Dean's bible study group, were in said class. Gabriel and Crowley made it a game out of asking Mr. Roche the translation for different sexual positions. The teacher was more than happy to comply. Anna and Sarah from the bible group were grossed out.
