He had foresty green eyes, short dirty blonde hair covered by a blue beanie, and pouty lips that could make you die just by looking at them. He was defiantly no rich snob wearing designer clothing. He wore a simple pair of dark blue ripped jeans, with a black tee, covered with a blue plaid flannel. His eyes were just insane, he was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen, sadly, he'd probably be taken over by the jocks within a matter of no time.
"And who might you be, young man?" Mr. Elkins questioned. Green eyes stuck his hand out, to shake Mr. Elkins' hand.
"Winchester, Dean Winchester sir" pretty boy spoke. His voice was low and sorta gravelly, which made him that much more hot.
"Well," Mr. Elkins spoke pulling me out of my trance. "My name is Mr. Elkins, this is history, as you must know. Take a seat next to Novak, and do it quickly we don't have all day Winchester." I almost had a heart attack right there, I played with my lip ring semi-nervously while staring down at my desk to hide the blush that was creeping it's way up my neck towards my face. Dean sat down next to me, and turned to look at me. I didn't look up, Dean cleared his throat. I looked up at the board and continued to not pay attention to this Dean Winchester kid. He cleared his throughly again, a bit louder, and that caught the attention of Mr. Elkins.
"Dean, is something bothering you? Do you need a drink?" He snapped.
"Uh no sir". "Good then stop disrupting my class" Dean flinched when he yelled a bit. I looked up at him, and he turned to look at me. We held eye contact till I broke it three seconds later.
"Hey, you must be Novak" dean stuck his hand out to shake mine, I stared at it awkwardly for a moment before taking his hand in mine. The calloused skin was smooth, which told me he was good with his hands if you know what I mean. I snickered out loud and he gave me a confused look.
"What's so funny?" He whispered. I shook my head, to symbolise nothing instead of talking, I didn't want another detention, if I didn't have to get one. He slid me a piece of paper, when the bell rang and he rushed out of the classroom with the rest of the students. I opened the paper which read 'come eat lunch with me I'll be outside on the third picknick table 860-874-5555 -D.W I picked up my bag pulling out my phone as I walked out of the classroom and entered the number under the name 'Hot stuff 😉' and walked to my next class. I ended up having 4/4 morning classes with dean, which made my day, just that much better.
God, I am so sorry that I was a cringe 14 year old at one point 😂
-Milo
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