Dean's POV
I hate school, hell, I hate this town! The only reason I'm still here is for Sammy. I can't leave him with dad, he'd get beaten to a pulp! He doesn't know he but when he goes to sleep Dad takes me to the basement, completely wasted, and beats the shit out of me. Sometimes with his hands, some with the bottles but mostly with a belt. He's tried to take Sam down there but I won't let him. Sure, it gets me extra beatings but anything to keep him safe. Mom made me promise to keep him safe, and I'll do just that till the day I die.
I'm taken out of my morning daydreams by Sam, "Dean! Time to get up! School starts in two hours!" God, why does he wake me up this damn early?! I grumble a bit in response but Sam doesn't hear. "DEAN GET UP" ugh I just want to sleep more but I give a half hearted reply of, "I'm getting up, ya bitch!" I hear Dam mumble "jerk" back. I eventually get up and shower. I take the longest showers in the house, I love the feeling of searing hot water dripping down my back but Sam always gives me crap about it. I put on some jeans, a Metallica shirt and my trusty leather jacket. Sam thinks plaid is fashionable, and I do too, but the football team would call me a faggot and beat me up. I learned that the hard way when we moved back to Kansas. I grew up in about a million different towns as dad hates living in the town Mom died in. We get in the Impala, me in my Metallica and leather, Sam in his plaid and bracelets. Sam, I'm sad to say, is a hipster. It pains me that we're polar opposites.
As we drive up to the school, I notice a new car. New in the sense I've never seen it here before. Nothing about that car is new, it's a beaten up with white pickup. Then, two boys walk out. The one, an emo, looked about my age while the other, a short hipster looked about Sam's. The emo walks up to me and I see his eyes through thick layers of eyeliner, or as my old friendds called it, guyliner. A piercing, sharp beautiful blue. Oh god, did I just say that?! I am not a fag!
When he gets close enough he calls out in a deep raspy voice, "Hello, I'm Castiel Novak and this is my brother Gabriel." the short one, Gabriel, moves his hands and I realize hes using sign language. "We're new here and are wondering if you could help us to the main office? It would mean the world to us." I see the fear in his eyes and groan inwardly, "Sure. What grade are you guys in?" I look at Sam and see him locked in a conversation with Gabriel. I had no idea that he knew sign language. I see Castiel notice this too as his face softens and a slight smile of relief cross his face. God, it was adorable. Shit, no it wasn't. Castiel asks Gabe what he thinks and then turns to me, "Gabe can go with your brother, a they are both freshman, as he informs me. You still haven't informed me of your names, though Gabe tells me that your brother is Sam." I wince, realizing that I'd been starigf at his plump yet chapped lips,"Ah, yeah, I'm Dean Winchester and a senior. The freshman have a separate office from the upperclassmen so I can take you and Sam can take Gabriel." I see him sigh relief, "Thank you, Dean. You are very kind, please, call me Cas." At the end he's smiling and I feel my cheeks grow hot. "It's no problem, ah, Cas. But we better get going, class starts soon." I'm pretty sure he noticed me blush, since he smirks and says, "Thanks, hun."
Sam looks at me and asks Gabriel to give us a moment. "Dean, are you even going to look at Gabe? He's not stupid, ya know." I feel a blush bubble again. "I know. Why didn't you sign to him, though?" Sam gives me a look like it's obvious. "He's not deaf, just mute." I feel like an idiot. It makes since because Cas talked to him earlier and got a response. Sam turns to leave, but gives me one last comment to think on, "Oh, and I know you TOTALLY got the hots for Cas." I blush, again, and mutter something about how Sam's a lying bitch. I turn to Cas and tell him we need to get going. "See ya, ,Sam" He doesn't even respond, he's so busy talking to Gabriel/.
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The Fate Of The Eyebrows
FanfictionI hand write this at night and copy it into here but anyway it's Punk!Cas and Jock! Dean. Enjoy!