The Cracked Porcelain Doll *I'm in Love with my Teacher* (Destiel/Sabriel AU)

Prologue

 I sit on my favorite bar stool at the road house and think about tonights events. Before I know it, Ellen hands me a beer, worriedly asking "What happened with your eye, boy."

 I take a good, long, drink of my beer and sigh "Let's just say, me and Azazel are done." I nod and hope she doesn't ask anymore questions.

 She shakes her head and asks "The regular?"

 I nod and she disappears. Further down the bar, I see a man eating a burger. He looks very beautiful, yet punkish. He has crazy, short, black hair with blue tips. He wears a black muscle shirt and, damn, he sure has muscles. Black skinny jeans and black trainers. I whistle at Ellen and motion to her that I'm moving down the bar. I move down and sit one seat away. He turns his head and smiles at me. Oh damn. He sure is hot. His three day stubble. Then, there's his eyes. They're so blue. They look like they hold the ocean. Like they hold the tides and possess the sky. Their look has already put me into a state. God, I'm lost in them.

 I'm pulled out of it by Ellen putting a plate in front of me. I blush and look at her. She smiles and walks away, knowing that I'm trying to get laid.

 I look back at mister punk, only to find him smiling down at his food, blushing. Then, I feel a smile toy at my lips. He looks and asks "What's your name?"

 "Winchester." I take a drink "Dean Winchester."

 "Okay, 007." he scoffs. God, I'm lost with him. "I'm Castiel Novak." then I notice his voice. It's deep. Really deep. I noticed that before, but he also has a bit of a southern dialect. I can't help but wonder where he's from. He bites into a fry "You in school?"

 I nod "I'm a senior." does he mean the high school or the college in the neighboring town?

 He smiles "What's your major?"

 Oh shit, he meant the college. I panic and say the first thing that pops into my head "Biology."

 He smiles "Vet school?"

 "Yeah." I lie. To be honest, I hate animals. Especially dogs, they scratch up everything and poop inside. Plus, I'm the only puppy anyone should have. Call me a kinky son of a bitch, if you'd like.

 He smiles "Well, I'm a teacher."

 We eat and talk, and, we really hit it off. By the end, I really like him. Then he smiles and leans in to whispers "How about we get out of here?"

 I gulp and turn to Ellen "Bye Ellen, I'm heading out."

 He, then, leads me to his car.

~

 I sit up and start putting on my clothes. He reaches over and hands me a piece of paper. It's his phone number "Call me, will ya?"

 I smile and take it "I will." No, I probably won't. I mean, I'm 18. He's, like, 22. I mean, he's great. And my ass hurts like a son of a bitch. But, it wouldn't work. I mean, my dad would kill me.

 Before I walk out of the bedroom he smiles "Goodbye, Dean Winchester."

 I smile back at him "Goodbye, Cas."

~

I open the door to my tiny apartment.

I only live a few apartments away from Cas. That might make it slightly awkward.

I quietly shut the apartment door, only to turn around to find John, leaning against the couch with a belt in his hand. The smell of alcohol radiates off of him, as usual. What does he think I did now?