Sight is a Gift [Destiel Highschool AU]

Chapter 1

"I'm sure you'll be fine Cassie! It's just school. You'll have teachers to help you. Maybe even some students to help you out. Mabye there will be a really nice and cute person who likes you?" Anna joked at the last point she made. Castiel knew she was joking, but was still uncomfortable.

"Anna, this is real school. Not school for people with disabilities. I won't be able to see if they are cute or not! Why do i have to go to this place anyways?" Castiel spoke softly, looking at the ground and listening to his sister, Anna, talk.

"Because. Michael is in college down here and there are no 'special' schools for people like you." There was sorrow in her voice. Her voice was delicate. It sounded like it would break if she were to speak any louder.

"Why couldn't we stay at home in New York? Why did we have to come back with him? He's been living down here for 3 years on his own but-" Castiel paused, and put a finger to his chin, remembering one detail that he had forgot about. "Is this about the dude you met online?"

Anna huffed and nodded her head. "Yes. And he is moving in with us later. Also, i couldn't leave you behind with Lucifer. If Gabriel had wanted to stay back there too, then maybe I'd have let you stay. "

He was frustrated, he felt around him, trying to find some place to sit down. The area was foreign and would take some getting used to. "Anna... just because," He bumped into a table lamp, but Anna quickly caught it. "Just because I'm blind... doesn't mean i can't take care of myself!"

"I know you can Cassie, but we have to be extra careful. Are you ready for the first day?" Cas hung his head and didn't answer. He found his glasses, witch were in one of his belt loops. He put the thick black frames over his eyes. Anna helped put his bookbag on his back. Inside there were textbooks. They were the same thing as every other student in the 10th grade at Kanasas city high school. Only Castiel's books were thicker, because the letters were written in braille.

Castiel was born blind, so whenever someone tried to explain something to him he didn't understand. Anna tried to explain what the new school look liked, but he was so lost. He took in the strong smell of bleach and chemicals that he assumed were used to clean the floor. He heard the squeaking of sneakers as he held Anna's hand and cautiously followed her. "Your first period class is language arts. Each teacher has agreed to helping you get around the school. Mr.Cain even suggested that you get a student aid. Once you are 18 you can get a seeing-eye dog."

"Anna i don't want another students help. I want to be treated like a normal person!"

"Well I'm sorry Cassie! You just arent normal!" Anna snapped. He bit his lip to hold back tears. "I'll pick you up later." He felt his hand get cold. He knew for sure there was other people around him, staring at him. There was no hand for him to hold onto. He was alone, even though there were so many people around him. The only information he had was his first period teacher's name. Mr.Cain, but he had no idea where he was located. He started to think Anna was right. 'I can't take care of myelf. Ican't do anything right.' He thought to himself when someone layed a hand on his shoulder, making him snap out of his trance and staring him.

"Are you the new student? Mr.Novak?" The voice was a bit deeper than his own.

"It's C-castiel. Who are you?"

"I'm Mr.Cain. Welcome to Kansas City High! You'll be staying with me all day today for orientation." Mr.Cain had a small smirk on his face an wrapped an arm around Castiel.

"Hello.. okay." Cas shimmied out of his grasp. "I can just sense the heat of your body. I'll follow you."

"Okay Castiel. Let's see. You have me first period for math. Ms.Bradbury for language arts. Art with Mr.Tran. Mr. Winchester for Social Studies. And Mrs. MacLeod for Science. Then there's P.E. Let's go." Castiel followed his teacher, who he really didn't like already, down the very frigid hallway. Castiel could feel other students staring at him, and his incredible hearing picked up on some of their whispers. "What's wrong with him?" "I don't know." "Why does he look like he's got a thing for my math teacher?" "What kind of douche wears sunglasses inside?" 'Why does he walk funny?"