How did it get this far?

It was the was the second week of Dean Winchester's senior year and things were going as good as it could get for Dean. Sam had all A's, the rent was paid, and he had saved up enough tips to buy a new guitar. Yes things were going great.

Dean was lost in thought, completely and utterly relaxed his eyes were closed and Led Zepplin drummed away in his ears as his teacher Mrs. Milton introduced the new student. Charlie, one of Dean's friends pulled the headphones out of his ears and snapped him back into the real world. Charlie had red bouncey hair, the cutest smile and was a total nerd. Dean had asked her out when he first moved here, but that went nowhere because well... she was gayer than a three dollar bill. They've been best friends ever since and spend weekends together having Lord of the Ring, or Harry Potter marathons

"Hey!"

He scowled at Charlie. She answered him by pointing her finger to the front of the room where Mrs. Milton was still standing obviously waiting for Dean to answer. Dean's face flushed pink as he noticed the class was staring at him, he quickly pulled himself together and answered

"What was that again sweetheart?"

A few boys in the class snorted at what Dean had said, the new kid in the front of the room on the other hand just rolled his eyes. Mrs. Milton completely unamused repeated her earlier statement

"Dean, this is going to be your lab partner for now on. I need you to take him to the library so he can copy down the notes I made him. Do you think you can manage that?"

Dean let out a deep sigh as he stood up grabbing his backpack and moving towards the front of the room.

"Sure thing"

Dean replied as he eyed the new kid for the first time. He was wearing a white suit shirt with a navy blue sweater vest over it and a pair of neatly pressed jeans.

"Nice digs"

Dean said to the new kid as they walked out into the hall, the new kid nodded his head in recognition as they padded together down to the library in complete silence.

"Dean, that's a nice name it suits him" Castiel thought to himself as he watched this Dean person lead him to the library. Dean had sandy brown hair and piercing green eyes. He was wearing ripped jeans, a black shirt that clung perhaps a little too tightly to his obviously toned body and a brown leather jacket that smelled very strongly of spice and whiskey. "Does he drink? How does he buy it? He's underage... right? He has to be he's in high school. Maybe he has a fake ID? Where do you even get one of those?" All these questions ran through Castiel's mind as Dean opened the library door gesturing for him to enter. Castiel walked into the empty library and sat at a table near the back wall and spread out his things. He watched Dean as he threw his backpack towards where he was sitting. "What's he doing?" Castiel thought to himself. Dean had wandered over to the history section looking for a certain book. After fingering over the spines of a few books he found the one he was looking for and made a humming sound as he pulled it from the shelf. He reached in his back pocket and took out a hundred dollar bill and a pencil. He placed the bill in the middle of the book and scribbled something on the page with pencil then slid it back onto the shelf. He found his way over to the table. Once he had sat down Castiel asked with a puzzled face

"Why did you do that?"

Dean let out an airy laugh and then straightened up and looked at the new kid confused for a second then clarity came over his face and he smiled

"I forgot that you're new; see the librarian here has a little business going on"

Dean said that with a wink. Castiel was completely confused but didn't want Dean to know that he didn't understand so he just said