We're Crashing and Burning

Cas

My 6am alarm screeches through my room signaling I have to get ready for school. Being an angel I don't need to sleep, but without my alarm I loose track of time just laying in bed.
I groan as I sit up, stretching my back. I hate going to school. I have a hard enough time fitting in without having to hide my wings. Of corse there is a few other Angels at school, but they all managed to make enough friends to not get the living hell beat out of them, where as I only managed to make people hate me. I walk into the twins room, Anna and Hanna, and take some of their makeup to cover up the shiner I got yesterday. I had to be quiet because no one else knew about what happened, and as far as I'm concerned that's all they'll ever know.

I finished up my morning, then I headed out the door. I wasn't supposed to teleport places, but I wasn't fixing to walk the 4 blocks to school. I prayed that I wouldn't pop up in the middle of the parking lot, but more along the back of the school where no one ever went. When I opened my eyes, I was in face in the rear of the school. I smiled to myself, finally getting something right. I started walking towards the front doors, ducking my head so I couldn't be seen. I made my way to my locker, carefully turning to each of the numbers. I opened it right as the jocks of the school walked in. I hurried to gather my books, just managing to slam the door shut on it as they walked by. Normally they would have noticed me, but today they hadn't, at least not yet. I trailed slightly behind them, trying to see what had focused their attention so intensively that they had completely ignored me. In the middle of the crowd, there was a new kid. He was so gorgeous. His eyes sparkled like the leaves when sunbeams hit them early in the morning, and he had freckles sprinkled every so slightly all over his face. His features aligned so perfectly they could make you drop to you knees. I stared and marveled at the new boy, only to be reminded that I had no chance with him, because with all the girls already swarming him, there was no chance in hell that that beautiful boy would be gay for a loner angel.

I dropped my head and made my way to first block. I was one of the first people in there, so I quickly took my seat next to the window. I looked out, studying the leaves as if they were the boys bright green eyes. I wanted to see him again. Hell I needed to see him again. I played scenarios in my head of the life me and little Green eyes could have. I had completely lost track of time because when I looked up again, the class was nearly filled. I got out my papers and pin, waiting for the teacher to give us instructions. Just as the bell rung the boy walked in, carrying a small binder with a devilish smug grin on his face. Mrs.Anderson looked up, glaring at the boy.

"And who might you be young man?" She says quite rudely.

"You can call me Dean Winchester Sweetheart" he replies, glancing up at the class. He looks pleased to see everyone was laughing at his smart ass come back.

"Excuse me?" Mrs. Anderson shoots back, suddenly standing up.

Dean grins "You're excused." And takes a look around the class room. Without even bothering to listen to the rest of what the teacher had said, he took a seat across from me. He turned around to face me, slightly smiling. We locked eyes for a moment, just as his smile began to fall.

"Oh uh, hey I'm Dean." He says nervously.

"Castiel." I reply.

Dean looks down at his knees and smiles.

"That's a nice name."

But as quickly as the moment we had started, it was gone, and we didn't talk anymore the rest of the period. I couldn't help but glance up and look at him every chance I got, doodling little hearts around the name Dean Winchester. There was something about him that drew me in, and i knew it was only going to end in heart break for myself, but I didn't care.