SuperWhoLock: Parkwood High

New kid

A/N Hello again guys!!! I hope you enjoyed my first chapter!! There was a lot of destiel in that one and not much Sherlock or Doctor Who, I know, but i'll make sure that they're included more in this chapter!!! So last week my friend said I was being annoying so she grabbed my pen and stabbed me in the leg with it. It really hurt and she actually freaking drew blood!!! Then I had to go to A and E with BLOOD POISONING. Okay enough of my weird life, on with the chapter!!!

Cas was walking to his locker to get his books for his next lesson, when Crowley saw him. Cas didn't know who he was, but he'd heard about him before from his new friends, who had described him and told Cas to keep out of his way. This boy fitted their description. Cas did as his friends told him and kept his head down, focusing on not getting noticed by him. It didn't work.

"Hey you!! You're the new kid right?" Crowley shouted to Cas, who just ignored him and carried on getting out his books.

"Oh, so you're gonna ignore me? That's rude! I said HEY!!!" Crowley grabbed Cas' books and threw them down the corridor.

"Hey! They're mine!" Cas shouting, reaching out to pick them back up, when Crowley put his hands on Cas' shoulders and slammed him into the lockers.

"The name's Crowley," he said, inches away from Cas' face, "Now I said, are you the new kid?"

"Yes." Cas breathed out, still shocked at being thrown against the lockers. "And I know who you are, too." Crowley smiled sinisterly.

"Oh, you're little friends told you about me have they? Then you'll know what I do to new kids." With that Crowley punched Cas hard in the stomac, winding him, then punched him across the face, leaving Cas with a cut lip and cheek. Crowley was about to strike again, when a rough voice echoed down the corridor.

"CROWLEY!! PUT HIM DOWN NOW!!  AND GET LOST IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU!!" At hearing the voice Crowley bolted around the corner, not looking back. Cas slumped down on the floor, tears threatening to stream down his face. Warmly, a hand pulled him up.

"There you go kiddo. Sorry about him, he never learns his lesson. Ah, where are my manners! The names Bobby, Bobby Singer." Bobby, a gruff looking man with greying hair and a beard, held his hand out. Cas shook it gratefully.

"I'm Castiel Novak. Thank you for stopping Crowley."

"Anytime. Did you say you were called Castiel?" Cas nodded nervously.

"In that case, I think we'll be seeing each other often. Sam and Dean know me well, and Dean's always talking about you." Cas blushed a noticeable shade of red. "Are you two... together?"

"No, no, no, w-we're not!!" Cas stammered nervously. Bobby chuckled at Cas.

"It's alright kiddo, no need to explain!!" Bobby turned around heading down the corridor. "If you need me, " he carried on, "I'm the caretaker, so just give me a shout!!"

"O-okay, thanks." Cas said, still racing from Bobby's question. After calming down, he smiled. Maybe Dean does like me.