All Grown Up

1

 I pace up the cement sidewalk that is lined with perfect and evenly trimmed lawn. This is definitely the ideal college campus look that this dumb school was going for. The green grass was so green in fact, that it hurt my eyes just looking at it.

As I got closer and closer to the brick building that was soon going to become my home, though I prefer to consider it more of a lodging place, I started to think about what I'm leaving behind for my so-called "new life". I would be leaving Baby behind, I feel bad that I couldn't bring her with me but my father needs a car to drive around in, and most importantly I would be leaving Sam behind. While he's a junior in high school and pretty well of by himself I still don't like to think about what might happen if Dad got a little too drunk. Most of Sam's life I was there to deal with Dad and I usually was the one who paid the price for any of his repressed anger that he might have brought out into the open that night. I didn't really mind it much if it meant that I was protecting Sammy, but with me gone I'm afraid of what might accidentally happen to him if Dad ever loses control like he does when I'm around.

There's nothing I can do about that now, I'm forty-five minutes away from the house and I truly have no way of getting there in time to save Sam if it was truly needed. I'm just going to have to trust that Dad's close friend Bobby will keep a good eye out and keep Dad under control.

After thinking that, I saw that I was right in front of the building that I needed to be at. On the bronze plaque next to the door it says "Lynch Hall" the name of the building that has my dorm. It looks as bad as the description of it described it. When he needed to choose a dorm he would be living in they had a description of some of the highlights that the dorm would include and the only one for Lynch Hall was that it was close to the college rec center. I didn't choose what dorm I got to live in either I was way to busy at the time to be able to fill in anything out. I was always working with the many jobs that I had, I just survived school without dropping out and the only free time I had gone into eating, sleeping, and taking care of Sam.

Here I am though, away from all that and left with what will become my new life. I enter the building and make my way to the second floor where my dorm will be. I stroll down the freezing hallway looking at all the numbers until my eyes came across the number 208 which was the number that was on my information sheet. I open the door and I'm greeted with a small room with too bulky beds and only a little bit of room in between the both of them. There were desks behind each bed and a window in the middle of the wall with the view of a wall from the neighboring building. On one of the beds, there was a skinny boy with crazy dark hair as if he doesn't know what to do with them, his face in a book that looked like a textbook of some sort. From the look of his made bed and functioning desk with computer and everything, I could tell that he was already done packing and that he was a neat freak.

The boy looks up from his book and our eyes meet, when I saw them the first thing I thought about was the ocean or something like that, They felt like they could pierce your soul, it was freaky, to be honest. He got up from the bed and he went towards me and held out his hand.

"Hello, Dean I assume?" he says in a deep voice that does not at all fit the body that he was given. I shake his hand and nod, I then go to what will become my bed and start to unpack the only suitcase that I own.

"My name is Castiel" the boy continued "I got here early so I'm finished packing, as you can probably already tell. Anyways that means I'm free to help you if you need it"

As he was going towards my suitcase I stopped him "Look" I started "it's nice that you want to help me out and all but I think we're two very different people"

Castiel gave a confused look "Well maybe, but what does that have to do with me helping you or not?"

I sighed there was no way I would be able to let him down easy. "I just mean that we should probably lay some ground rules to make this whole roommate thing work." I glanced towards Castiel and saw that he was still confused so I continued "you know to keep each other sane"

"And what are these 'ground rules' you're talking about then?" returning to his spot on his bed.

"For starters, no true talking. I don't want to be here and I'm sure you're the kind of person who is here just for the grades. If we don't talk then there is no kind of distractions what so ever" Castiel just nodded "Second off, if I have women over you are to just either ignored or leave, no chasing her away, and thirdly, let me sleep. No disturbances of any kind"

"Is that it your highness?" Castiel asked, and I simply answered "yes" With that he returned to his book and I went back to unpacking the few belongings I had.

After unpacking for an hour straight I thought about going out to explore the campus. Of course, I didn't have the intention of figuring out how to get to class or something productive like that, I was going to find what matters most, the booze. I got my jacket and opened the door. Before leaving though I turned back and said: "I'm heading out to the bar if I don't return tonight don't bother looking for me." Castiel didn't respond with words but just simply nodded not leaving his focus on the book he was still reading.

Okay I added a few changes and I'm starting to write this again, I have most of the outline figured out I just have to write it now. These chapters will most likely keep changing as well because of my awful writing skills so just fair warning