Stay (Destiel High School AU)

Him

*Dean's P.O.V.*

This kid, I really liked him. He was shy, which I thought was just the most adorable fucking thing ever. I know what you're thinking, "Oh, Dean Winchester can't be gay!" Well, face it hon, it's true. I'm new here at this run down school, along with my little brother, Sammy, and people always point right to the 'heterosexual douche-bag player that knocks up all of the cheerleaders' card. I find that extremely annoying. Labels suck. Now on to the most important subject of the day, him.

"You're a real charmer, aren't you?" he asked quietly, in his sweet low voice. He looked up for about a second and flashed a quick smirk. I felt like a crazed fangirl when she sees her favorite celebrity, so basically my insides melted and my knees got weak. He had the most adorable smile you could imagine, plus his dark blue eyes and dark messy hair just make you quiver downstairs. He was like a prince.

"Well, you know, it comes with the package," I said putting on the biggest smile I could summon. Right then, Mr. Metatron walked in. Mr. Metatron was about 10 minutes late. Which, I didn't mind because I hate English class. It's the same at ever school, just blah blah blah. What's the point? I speak English, I don't need a whole class about it.

"Um, hello students!" said the small, geeky man. "Class! We have a new student, Dean Winchester, please come up to the front!" he said with a wide welcoming smile, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He was very nice, at least at the moment. I heard that his demeanor changes real quick if you get on his bad side, which is most likely the place I'm gonna be in. Not many teachers appreciate my smart ass mouth, I don't really blame them. I love being a sarcastic asshole, it's kinda my thing.

"Okay," I said walking up in front of the class, winking at Cas on the way. He giggled. On the outside I just pulled on a smug grin, but on the inside I was freaking out. HE'S JUST SO GOD DAMN CUTE, JESUS CHRIST! When I got up to the front, I stood next to the short middle aged teacher.

*Cas' P.O.V.*

When he made his way to the front with that bow legged walk of his, all of the girls were eyeing him. I almost, and I repeat ALMOST, gave them the death stare. I knew he would notice and I didn't want him to get spooked. Jesus, I've known him for an equivalent of 10 damn minutes. I can't already scare away my only friend just because I'm jealous of the whores in the front of the class that want to climb him like a damn tree.

I don't want to jump to conclusions, but I'm pretty sure that he's straight and would enjoy the company of all of those girls. I mean, what are the odds of me actually dating him anyways, a charming sexy guy like him could have anyone of those girls with just a snap of his fingers. Gees, those girls looked like they were about to pounce on him like wild lions about to capture their prey.

Dean stood up next to Mr. Metatron awkwardly while he was giving the class the "be welcome to the new kid, etc." speech. Dean also looked extravagantly uncomfortable, I would be too if it looked like four girls were about to freaking devour me, but it was different. Instead of giving them all a smug grin that you would expect from a guy like him, he avoided eye contact with every one of those sluts. The thing is, he looked up at me every few seconds and would just smile. Just a cute little smile, barely tugging up at the sides of his mouth. Not those skanks, me. My face got cherry red, I flashed a bashful smile back at him.

The head cheerleader, Lisa, looked back at me and grimaced. She looked confused, but also pissed off and disgusted. Let me tell you, she did not look pretty with that expression. I almost busted out laughing, but quickly stopped myself, not wanting Mr. Metatron to give me yet another speech about being rude.

If you haven't noticed by now, he gives quite a lot of speeches. Slip up and he'll strike with a long ass speech about what you should've done and other bullshit like that. Mr. Metatron also hates my guts. If he had to pick a kid out of all of the students in the whole school that he hated the most, it would definitely be me. But, I'm not too fond of him either, so it's really a mutual hate.

After Mr. Douche-bag was done talking, he dismissed Dean back to his seat then turned around to write our assignment on the board. Dean took that as an invitation to do something goofy. He elegantly pranced around the room and twirled. The whole class started silently laughing. He skipped to the back of the room where I was sitting and jumped into his seat. He got up onto his feet and bowed then hopped back into his seat right when Mr. Metatron turned around. His face was so red with anger, he looked like a screaming tomato. My laughter increased, I tried to muffle it, but it got uncontrollable. Dean gave Mr. Metatron the biggest little kid grin, which was beyond adorable and hilarious.

Mr. Metabitch sprinted to where Dean and I were sitting. He was so pissed, I could've sworn there was smoke coming out of his ears. "Mr. Winchester! Who do you think you are? Coming into my class on the first day and acting like an ignorant clown! This is ridiculous, so rude. Do you think that is the correct way to act on your first day?" Mr. Metabitch screamed questionably, spit flying everywhere. I was still laughing and Dean was still smiling. Mr. Dickhead was so close to Dean he could probably see his nose hairs. Dean sat there for a few seconds.

Next thing you know, Dean extended his hand and lightly touched Mr. Bitchface's nose. "Boop!" he said ecstatically and then sat back down into his chair. I was laughing so hard my stomach started hurting. Dean looked over at me, then he lost it. Both me and him were out of breath while Mr. Dickhead was screaming random shit about being disrespectful. The whole class was quietly laughing and gawking at Dean and me.

"THAT'S IT! YOU BOTH HAVE 1 HOUR DETENTIONS TODAY AFTER SCHOOL!" screamed Mr. Douche-face while writing us both slips. That shut the whole class up , including us. Dean gave me the "whoopsie" look.

Fuck! Whatever, I get to spend it with this goof. He was the funniest, cutest, most sarcastic person I know. He's also the only person that's nice to me. My dad had to work extra that day so my sister would be okay until I got home. If I wasn't gonna spend my day home with my sister, why not spend it with the new hot guy that has the potential of a best friend/possible boyfriend?

*Authors Note*

Thanks for reading you guys! There will be many twist and turns soon, make sure you tune in.