Lovers (Destiel High School AU)

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Hey guys, author here. This is my first Fanfiction, I hope it isn't too crappy, and I love you all! Disclaimer: Any and all of the characters I use are not mine. They are somebody else's. Eric Kripke's. They are his, not mine.

Dean's POV

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

"UUUUGH" Dean groaned and punched his alarm clock, effectively knocking it off his night stand.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

"Dammit, I'm coming!" He groggily shouted, rolling out of his bed, literally rolling. He doesn't have a box spring, and crawling over to his alarm clock, leaning against the wall beside his closet door. Dean fumbled for the 'off' button. When he found it, he slammed his hand against it multiple times just to make sure that it was completely off. "Finally..." He sighed and stood up, eyes still foggy with sleep.

"Dean! Dean, are you even up yet?" His brother called, sass lacing his tone. Dean could just see him in his mind, a hand on his hip and a 'so done' expression on his face.

Dean walked to the other side of his room and flipped the light switch and momentarily blinded by the sudden light, he shied away from the wall, squinting and putting his hand up to cover his eyes.

"Yeah, Sammy. Still alive. For now."
He called down to his brother. He slowly took his hand off of his face and fumbled about his room, grabbing the first thing he found and putting it on. Then he opened his closet and grabbed his faded leather jacket and slipped it over his shoulders. Then he exited his room and trotted down the stairs and into the kitchen, greeting his brother Sammy.

"Heyo, Sammy." He waved to his brother. While putting his shoes on, he noticed that there wasn't any food on the counter. "What, no breakfast?"

"No breakfast." The freshman confirmed, nodding his head.

"But Saaaaaam!" Dean pouted, sticking out his bottom lip. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day! It's the foundation!" Dean threw his arms up in the air.

"Get your shoes on! I don't want to be late for the first day of school!" Sam complained and pushed Dean backwards.

"I love breakfast..." Dean grumbled and put his shoes on and grabbed the keys to his '67 Chevy Impala, the source of his pride. "Come on Sammy. Get in the car." He said and ruffled Sam's hair as he walked past.

"Don't call me Sammy! And stop touching my hair!" Sam told him for the millionth time. He shuffled past and patted down his locks. They both got in the car, and Dean started the engine and drove in the direction of Rose Tyler High School.

Cas' POV

"Castiel Jimmy Novak! Get your ass in gear! We leave in 10 minutes!"

Castiel woke up to his sister, Anna, calling from downstairs. Grumbling incoherent words, most likely profanities, at is sister for waking him up so late, he jumped out of bed and in the dark, grabbed his usual attire, a black suit, tan trench coat, and a dark blue tie, effortlessly slipping it all on. It became routine by now, wearing the same thing every day had its perks. Walking over to the bathroom, he frowned at his bed head and tried to fix it, which wasted his efforts, as usual. Sighing, he trudged downstairs and sat at the table where his siblings Lucifer, Balthazar, Anna, Gabriel, Uriel, Michael, and Raphael sit. He had another sibling named Gadreel but he was sent to jail for attempted murder.

"Rise, and shine, Cassie." Anna commented as she ate her bowl of Rasin Bran while everyone else had eggs and bacon. There was meaningless chatter and everyone got along well. "Good morning, Anna. Was your sleep pleasant?" He asked, taking a piece of bacon and putting it in his mouth. "Who put the stick up your ass, Cassie?" She retorted. Castiel furrowed his eyebrows. "I do not. I'll have you know, I am absolutely hilarious and am the most fun person I know." He continued eating his meal, and placed his empty plate in the sink.

"Gabriel, Castiel. Get in the car. You need to go to school." Their mother ordered, rushing out of her room and grabbing her keys off of the kitchen table. The Novaks were a large family, and all of their children lived at home except for Uriel and Balthazar, who were just visiting for the last week of the summer before Uriel had to go to Wisonson and Balthazar had to fly back to the United Kingdom. The rest were single and couldn't scrape up enough money to get their own houses and pay college tuition, so they stayed at home. Their parents frowned upon it, but they wouldn't do anything, as they didn't want to see any of their children on the streets.

Castiel followed his mother our to the car and grabbed his backpack and his sketchbook on the way out the door. Gabriel ran along, pushing past Castiel with a sucker in his mouth and his bag dragging across the floor. They both got into the car, Castiel getting in like a civilized human being while Gabriel clambered in, tripping on the door in the process. They finally both shut their doors and they were off to high school. "A new school, hooray. Hopefully everyone will just ignore me so I can get on with my life and not have to deal with people." Castiel thought.