A Cliché Love Story || Destiel Highschool AU

The new kids are losers

Dean (POV)

"Sammy!"

"What?!"

"We're gonna be late!"

"Give me a minute!" I sigh and lean against the door, checking my watch for the fifth time, 7:45. This new school starts at 8:00 and it takes ten minutes to get there from the apartment. My little brother, Sam, comes running down the hall with his backpack. He's only a year younger than me, but I like to pick on him for it.

"What took you so long?"

"I'm having a bad hair day."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Let's go. We're late."

"No shit, Sherlock." I open the door and we run down the stairs. Our dad has already left for work and he's left his car, a 1967 Chevy Impala, for us to drive. The engine roars to life as I turn the key in the ignition.

"What classes do you have here?" Sam asks. He's looking at a sheet of paper that has his class schedule on it.

"My schedule's in my bag. Why do you want to know?"

"Because this school's letting me skip a grade. We might have classes together."

"No way, man. Did they really?"

"Yeah. It's pretty cool. Looks like we have art together in fourth period."

"At least it's not a class where I'd have to watch my nerd brother out smart me every five seconds." I grumble.

"Don't put yourself down. You're smart too. Just with different things." I scoff and leave the car silent for the rest of the drive. I pull into the parking lot and loom at the school. Another hell made of bricks, it seems like. A large sign says, 'Lawrence High School' and it has purple and green flowers surrounding it for the football team's team colors. Sam nudges me with his elbow. "Hey, Dean?"

"What's up Sammy?" He sighs and responds,

"It's Sam, and look. Those guys are trying to beat up that girl and that other guy. We should help them."

"I'm not sure we should get involved. We could get in trouble." I furrow my eyebrows in disappointment in myself. I push the door to the car open and walk quickly over to the group of jocks holding back one boy while they push around the girl in the middle.

"WATCH IT DOUCHE NOZZLES I WILL FIND MY CANE AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR DICKS!" The girl shouts. She has large sunglasses on and long brown hair. She seems to be holding her arms out as if she can't see.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?" I shout. The guys turn around and look at me up and down. I'm taller than most of them and they raise their eyebrows at me.

"What's it matter to you?" One of them asks.

"Well, from what I've seen she's trying to defend herself and that's her uh...boyfriend?...you're holding back over there." I gesture to the boy their holding onto. He has black hair with a blue fringe in front. He has snake bite piercings in his lips and the bluest eyes I've ever seen. The blue fringe brings them out even more.

"I'm not her boyfriend. I'm her brother." He says, looking up at me through his hair.

"Sorry man. I'm new." The boy shrugs it off and looks back at the ground. His sister is stood rigid in the center of the circle of jocks, not moving a muscle.

"Why don't you go away so we can get back to what we were doing?" One of the jocks days, sighing an crossing his arms over his chest.

"Not gonna happen." I say, lifting my chin slightly with confidence and staring them down.