Falling For The Winchesters / (Destiel/Sabriel)

Chapter Four

(A.N. I changed up the description a little so things move along a little quicker.)

Castiel's POV

When Dean picked us up for school something seemed off about him. He didn't talk much the whole car ride. And when we got to the school, he didn't even go straight to his locker. More t'words Charlie's. Which is strange because everyone knows Charlie isn't a morning person and will kill just about anyone who gets in her way.

I walk into class and sit down. When class starts, Dean, Charlie, and Benny aren't there. And just so you know... I'm not a nerd. I just don't get invited to skip class with my friends. Don't know why though. But if this means I didn't have to partner up with Dean... Then fine by me.

Passing time before Home Ec came and I was walking the halls alone. I am deathly afraid of walking alone for a few reasons. But let's just say that not allot of people like me. Just as I was about to turn the corner, "If it isn't little Cassie!" I cringe and turn around.

"Uh. Hi... Crowley. Good to see you again. I guess." "Oh just shut up already!" He says while slapping me across the face. Everyone had gone into their classes so no one was seeing this.

Crowley pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the gut. I groaned and curled up into a ball. Footsteps were coming down the hallway but that didn't stop Crowley. Crowley pulled his foot back as he was about to kick me. I covered my face and closed my eyes, waiting for the impact.

But it never came. I looked up to see Crowley on the floor knocked out cold. Dean was beating the crap out of him. "D-Dean?" I said in a small voice. Dean looked to me. He got off of Crowley and helped me up.

"Are you ok Cas?" He asked. He... He... Saved me. "Cas?" I was knocked out of my trance. Dean held my shoulders. "Are you ok?" "Uh. Yea. Thanks." "No problem." I reached up so I was holding his shoulders. "You are now officially my best friend." Dean smirked. "Am I now?" "Yes!" "Cool." Dean said letting me go and taking my hands off him. I frown. "What?" "Oh. Uh. N-Nothing."

"Ok." He and I start walking to class. We had gotten there in the nick of time I guess. Because Ms. Wessing walked in right after we took a seat right next to each other.

"Bout time you guys become friends." Charlie says smacking the back of my head. Benny was sitting there trying not to laugh.

"Ok class. Now I bet your all wondering what this project is. You will all partner up with another person and you will be taking care of these bags of flour." Half of the class groans. "You will fill out this 'birth certificate' and tell the class about your 'baby'."

"Jesus Christ woman!" Benny yells out and the class laughs. "Right." She says unfazed. There was a knock on the classroom door. I turn to see a girl with elbow length brown curly hair with purple streaks. (That's right bitches. I'm putting MYSELF into this story. Why? Cause I can.)

"Oh. You must be our new student." "And you must be Sherlock to have figured that out." She looked at the girl confused but about half of the kids got the reference. I think it was her way of saying, 'No Shit Sherlock!'

"What is your name?" "Claire." "Right. Now you can go take a seat next to... Charlie." I see Charlie smile. (I'm not a lesbian BTW and there is nothing wrong with lesbians. Just letting you know.)

She walked over to Charlie who was raising her hand. Claire had brown curly hair that went down to her elbows. And she was wearing black shorts, white Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle... Original! Tank top, and white and black high top converse. She had large glasses on. It didn't make her look nerdy... It made her look very pretty. She wasn't entirely tall. Maybe about 5'4'. So about Gabe's height.