We're Crashing and Burning

Cas

The rest of the day was mostly uneventful. Me and Dean had a few classes together including lunch. In every class he came in late, got into a fight with the teacher, then came and sat by me even with the teachers objections. He always gave me that award winning grin, then turned back to whatever he was doing. I couldn't help but stare at him, even though I could only see his cheek and tip of his nose. I caught myself many times loosing track and just starring at him, only to be pulled back into reality by the teacher.

Lunch was the usual though. I got my lunch and sat alone at my small little table. I saw Dean come in, so I shrank into my seat so he wouldn't see me. I quickly finish off my food before scurrying off into the halls. I was in such a rush I bumped into one of the guys I was avoiding.

"Hey hey hey, look who we have here." Crowley says, grinning towards Lucifers girlfriend, Meg.

"Oh well it's my little play toy!" Meg turns towards Lucifer.

"Hey Daddy," she purrs into her lovers neck. She's practically draping herself over him, considering she has her left leg strung up around him like she's ready to get laid right then and there.
"When you fight it really..." She turns and glares her bloody thirsty eyes right into my skull
"Gets me going."And by this point she's kissing his chest and neck.

"Oh baby, I'll fight just for you. He's no problem." Lucifer purrs. He bites Meg's lips then guides her off towards Crowley.

Suddenly he's in my face, grabbing me by the collar. He licks his thumb, running it across the spot where I had covered up my black eye.

"Owe pretty boy here wears makeup." He says punching me in the gut. I double over in pain, falling to my knees. It must of been some hard hits because I pass out after a few to the jaw.

When I come to, my face is in a small pool of blood, most likely from my nose and mouth. I look at the clock where it reads 12:37. It's 5th period. I pull my self up, going to my friend Jo's locker. She gave me the combination so I could ever get some makeup if I needed it, even though she thought I was just clumsy and fell on my face a lot. I grab the small bottle and head to the bathroom, applying the stuff just as I do every morning. I don't have time to put it back in her locker before the bell rings again, so I just shove it in my pocket and head to my last class of the day.

As the last bell rings signaling the end of class, I practically jump out of my seat and run to my locker. I didn't even bother to stay and try and talk to Dean, even though I really wanted to. I open my locker, putting my books in and taking my bag out. I spot Jo out of the corner of my eye.

"Hey Jo!" I yell to her, waving my hand as to signal her to come over.

"Castiel!" She yells back, sprinting toward me. Before she can even say anything else, I grab the bottle of makeup from my pocket, sliding in in to her hand.

"You fell again?" She asks, sighing slightly.

"Yeah I'm sorry, I tripped and hit my face on the fountain." I reply, scratching the back of my neck.

She sighs once more. "It's whatever. Just try and be more careful. I gotta go." And then she's off. She's probably starting to regret giving me her combination. I lean against the locker, deciding if I should apologize again or leave her alone for awhile, because I've managed to annoy the only friend I have.

As I'm walking home, I'm so caught in my thoughts about Jo I don't notice the loud, black car pulling up beside me. I peer into the window, only to see Dean is the driver.

"You look lonely. Get in." Dean says, looking me up and down.

"No, it's fine. I don't want to inconvenience you." I retort.

"No seriously. Get in." He replies instantly.

I sigh, pulling my bag in front of my stomach. "Okay."
I get in the car and immediately recognize the song playing in the back. He's listening to "Highway to Hell" by ACDC.

"Are you in a rush?" Dean says, breaking the silence.

"Not really, no." I say, putting my bag on the floor.

"Good." Is all he says, driving forward.

After a while of silence I ask where we're going.

"No where In particular." He replies.

"No where?" I ask.

"Yeah no where. We're just driving around."

"Oh." Is all I can say.

"Is that okay?" He asks.

"Oh yeah, it is. It's just kind of silent"

"Oh, well um actually I'm surprised you even want to talk to me." He laughs off, shifting his hands on the steering wheel.

"Why do you say that?" I ask. I'm now completely puzzled, because why wouldn't I want to talk to him?

"Oh come on, you've heard. The entire school pretty much knows I'm Bi." He says rolling his eyes.

This was news to me. Dean Winchester, cutest guy I have ever seen, Bisexual. He was so pretty you would never of thought he was into both sexes.

"Oh I didn't hear of that." I say, still shocked

His eyes widen in surprised.

"Oh god, I thought everyone knew. I was being avoided by all the guys at the end of the school day, including you, so I figured.." He trails of.

"I'm sorry, I had things to do. I honestly didn't know. But I wouldn't have avoided you anyway, since I'm-"

"Strictly into dick?" Dean cuts off. "Yeah they told me to watch out for you, so that's why I chose to sit next to you."

"Why me?" I ask.

"Cause you're the cutest guy I've ever seen. I just feel- I feel so drawn to you." He says leaning closer to my face.

"I didn't think you'd like me." I say, looking down at how close our lips are to each other.

"Hm, really? Does this answer if I like you or not?" He says smashing his lips onto mine. It felt wonderful. Fireworks may as well be shooting off into the sky because that's how my stomach felt. But there was something different about it that doesn't register till we break apart and I look into his eyes. They flash blue, and not just any blue. It's the blue of an angel, and that's why I've felt so drawn to him, perhaps even vise versa.

He's a fallen angel.