Castiel's P.O.V
The first day of hell. Oops, I mean school. Thank god this is my last year.
I ran into the bathroom and checked myself out. I was wearng an ACDC t-shirt, a pair of blac skinny jeans, my black combat boots, and a black beanie. Yas gurl I looked hella fine..... AND MY BUTT LOOK GOOD IN THESE JEANS.
See Cas? This is why everyone knows you're gay.
I ran out of the batroom and went to class.
There are many stereotypes. Jocks, emos, stoners, nerds, you name them. Me? Well I am known as that one loner that no one speaks of. Almost like Voldemort.
Should I skip? No, Michael will kill me if he finds out. What's my first class again? Oh, that's right, math. Great.
As I walk in I notice there is only one seat left. Thank god it's in the back. I sit down and wait for the teacher to actually get his lazy ass up and start teaching.
"Hey, do you have a pencil?" Said the boy sitting next to me. Holy shit. Holy fuck. Holy damn. Holy crap. who is this boy? Why is he so gorgeous?
"Um I-I um I, yes." I say as I hand him a pencil. "Thanks-" "Castiel. The names Castiel or Cas." I said blushing. "Well thanks Cas."
Oh my lord. I will never survive this year with him around.
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Hello, I am a peasant named Meagan. I am also co-author of this fanfic. Sorry if this chapter sucks. Okay. Bye.
