The Curious Case Of Castiel Novak

New school, New friends

Hey guys! So this story might sound familiar at the beginning. I got locked out of my old account @KippyKoo23 and I was in the middle of this story... 😔 I forgot the password and my email had since changed and I forgot to update It... i am re-typing it so it might just be a tad differnt than before. but not like major story parts.
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//Dean
HEEEAT OF THE MOMENT!
"Jesus Christ!"

I jumped out of bed and turned my alarm off. I heard the sound of laughter right outside my bedroom door. Sam. "SAMMY!" I yelled, stomping to the door. I threw the door open to see Sam run by laughing hysterically and stumbling down the hall. All he did was change my alarm. Wasn't even that funny. I shrugged and went back into my room to get ready for the day.

Story time. So it's my first day as the new kid at Pontiac High. Worst part is, Sam and I are starting in the middle of the year. My dad Sam and I moved here because of my dad's new job. We had lived in Lawrence Kansas since I was born, but dad decided it was time to move on. My mom... Mary. My mom died in a house fire a little while ago. It's been a couple years now. They said it was electrical failing in Sams room. After that dad was almost never home; He was probably bar hopping. But now he's sobered up, gotten ahold of his life and here we are in Illinois.

After my shower I picked out my clothes for the day. Classic leather jacket, boots, light blue jeans, and a black t-shirt. I went back to the bathroom to style my hair; slightly spiked up in the front.

"Dean! dad made breakfast, come on! you are NOT making me late on the first day!" Sam yelled from the kitchen. I jogged into my bedroom and grabbed my phone and headphones from my bedside table and jumped down the stairs. "Deeean." Sam whined. "Hurry!"

"Come on Sammy! Better get used to it." I winked at him. Sam didn't think that was funny and he gave me a bitch-face from the kitchen table. Dad made eggs and bacon. Yessss!

"Dean, Sam's right; don't wanna be late on the first day, do you?" Dad said, patting my back. Dad smiled and offered me the plate of bacon. I grabbed a piece and munched on it. crispy just the way I like it. You might never get me to admit it again, but I'm really glad uncle Bobby knocked some sense into dad and made him realize the more important things in life, Sam and I.

I picked up my bag from the floor next to the door. "Who's the slow one now?" I smirked as I leaned against the front door.

"Jerk!"

"Bitch."

"Boys!"

"Sorry Dad..." we said in unison. Sam hopped out of his chair, hugged dad and followed me out the door. He had already put his bag in my car. Last night. We got in my beloved baby. I put the key in the ignition and turned her on. "listen to her purr." I whispered. Sam went to put some hippy crap on the radio. I smacked his hand away. "c'mon Sam. House rules. Driver picks the music-"

"Shotgun shuts his cakehole yeah, yeah I know." He huffed.

"Then why'd you try?" I laughed, backing out of the driveway. Sam huffed and threw himself against the seat.

"Dean please hurry, were gonna be so late." he whined, looking at his watch.

"Meh. fashionably late." I sighed. I looked over at Sam. He was pretty tall for a Freshman, hell he was about to pass me up. Don't even get me started on that kids hair. He was wearing boots, jeans and a flannel. Classic Sammy. I turned on the radio and Carry on Wayward Son was playing. My favorite!

Soon, we pulled into the student parking lot of Pontiac High. Sam flung the door open and leaped from the car. He ran to the office door as fast as his legs could carry him (which was pretty fast.) I hadn't even turned off the car yet. I pulled the keys out of the ignition, and got out. I locker her and walked to meet a bouncing Sam at the front office doors.