Trigonometry And Tattoos

Introduction Because Why The Hell Not?

Castiel
Sup, the names Castiel, or Cas, as my friends call me. I got black raven hair, I like to keep the tips blue. 17, senior, I'm not the whole "spikes and 25 piercings" punk guy, but I do have one on my ear and one on my eye brow. Not into leather jackets, I don't like the way they feel on me. I wear mostly grey and white t-shirts that I cut the sleeves and sides out of, I wear mostly black pants with black ankle length combat boots, maybe some black converse every once in a while. It's not that I'm rebellious or anything, I will be at times, but I just like the style. I have a couple of tattoos, one on my left rib cage, but my favorite one is the pair of black angel wings I have on my shoulder blades. I may not look like it at first, but I'm actually a pretty nice guy. I don't like a lot of people because they all treat me like trash, but a few don't. Charlie, she's my red headed GBF (girl/gay best friend) Garth, he likes to have a sock puppet as a way to help when people are sad. It's so dumb that it's funny! And my lollipop junkie of a good friend, Gabriel. All of these people actually aren't so bad, and the librarian, Ellen, is my favorite. She doesn't talk much, but when she does, she always has a cool story to tell about her and her daughters adventures. She's really cool.
But then there's the foot ball team that side eyes me when I walk down the hall, except for this one guy. His name is, Dan? Damien? De.. de... DEAN! That's his name! Dean! Yeah. I think it's because I have him in my Math class which I HATE! When will we use that stuff in the future?! Like all of it is just a bunch of God Damn Bull Sh- *riiiiiing*
Oh, that's the bell, gotta to hell!

Dean
Hi! My names Dean Winchester, I'm an Aquarius, I love long walks on the beach and frisky... people. I have a little brother named Sam and I live with my Uncle Bobby and Aunt Ellen who is the school librarian. I'm an A+ student and quarterback on the football team. I got a scholarship to Kansas State University so that's great for me. I also help tutor kids, mostly with math, but there's this one kid who I usually ask if he needs help, but he always insist he's fine. His name is-
"DEAN!"
"Oh, hey Cas! What's up?"
"Did you finish the algebra homework last night? Because I didn't understand it and had no time to finish it and-"
"Cas, that's a whole packet that isn't due for another 2 days. If you're that worried about it, just let me help you after school."
"I don't have another 2 days to finish it. I have other classes and all this work to get done. This is all so frustrating! I'll see you later"

The guys name is Castiel. That's who needs help. He may not look like he cares, but you can tell he does. He's just not the best at math. I can see him from the other side of the room holding his head in frustration from the questions. Poor guy. I wish I could help him but he won't let me.
*riiiiiiiing*
That's the bell, I gotta get to class!