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The summer has flown by, seemingly every minute wasted, John having been gone most of the time and Sammy with him, Dean was left alone, watching TV, porn, whatever he could find. But towards the end of summer they moved, again, but to Dean and Sammy’s surprise and awe, it was back to where they had lived at one point, sure, a different house, but they were back, back in Lebanon, Kansas, the place they had grown up in, well, until they got old enough to join their dad on his trips around the US. Dean wasn’t too happy with moving back since he didn’t want to grow attached again just for his father to make them leave, but Sammy seemed to be ecstatic about it, that being the main reason he kept his mouth shut and acted like it was all alright.
Well, now it’s the first day of school, they still have their boxes filled, but they have the essentials unpacked. Dean sits in the driver’s seat of the Impala, all the windows rolled down and ‘Carry On My Wayward Son’ blasting on the radio. Sam feels indifferent about his older brother’s taste in music, save for a select few he feels strongly about, whether negative or positive depends on the song and artist, but he keeps his opinion to himself since the only things that bring joy to his older brother are food, Baby, porn, and his music.
They roll up to the school, Dean turning the music down while he maneuvers through the winds leading to the parking lot, “So, you’re a freshman now... I bet you’re excited,” Dean says, a smile on his face, he looks over at Sam for a moment before turning back to the road.
“Yeah, not the best year to move to a... different school...” Sam says, unsure of how to describe it, the school technically ‘new’ since they left when he was first entering middle school. “What about you? You’re a junior, I’m sure being a freshmen doesn’t equate to being a junior in any way.”
“Eh, I’m almost out of school and so close to having full freedom, but besides that, there’s nothing special about being a junior, sophomore and junior year are those two boring middle years, your not new to high school and you’ve figured most of the hierarchy out by sophomore year at the latest, but it’s not really something to write home about, just another year of school, unlike freshmen year, get ready for hazing, especially since you’re technically one of the new kids,” he pulls into a parking spot, throwing the car in park and removes the keys. He turns to Sam, a sympathetic smile in his face as he pats shoulder, getting out of the car after Sam smiles at him hesitantly.
“So it’s hell when you enter high school” Sam asks while Dean gets in the back seat, grabbing their backpacks and throwing Sam’s to him.
“Yes,” he states solemnly, staring at Sam with a deathly serious expression before turning and walking around the car, Sam coming over to walk by him, “You have real, real gym class this year, take showers whenever you get time after gym, keep all of your stuff in a locker with a lock so no one can see you, and if you can’t put it in there or need it soon after, don’t take your eyes off it.”
“So people can’t steal it?”
“Exactly. Don’t take your time between classes for granted, go to the bathroom or they’ll murder you or publicly humiliate you, more so than middle school. Be prepared for class, over prepared is best just in case something comes up. Last but not least,” he holds the door open for a group of ladies walking in, staring at them with a smile when they do, Sam going in after and Dean following, Dean moves in front of Sam, gripping his shoulders tightly, “God, don’t be a nerd, don’t show them who you really are, high schoolers are like piranhas, and that’s a compliment,” he finishes.
“Um, okay, will do..” Sam says hesitantly, looking over Dean, “Oh my-“
“Oh God, is that... is that... Sam Winchester?” A familiar voice calls, Dean turning around and immediately regretting his decision, “And Dean too? This is a nightmare...” Ed says, staring at the two.
“Don’t be so rude, the Winchester’s have a reputation, not a good one, but a reputation...” Bela states with a smile.
Harry and Meg just stand there, Meg has a small grin on her face, while Harry has one of terror, the young, dirty blonde male that stands behind the group wearing a look of confusion and amusement.
“Oh, shut up you bitch, no one cares about what you have to say...” Dean says, absentmindedly waving her off.
“Um, actually, people do, I’m the class president, and I have been for the past three years,” Bela says, scoffing lightly.
“Since when did the student body’s IQ drop..? Why this cheap whore out of all of them..?” Dean whispers to Sam, jabbing his thumb in Bela’s direction.
“Excuse me? The new 9th graders are actually some of the most intelligent in the school, all because of my leadership,” she brags.
“I’m sure they are, what I want to know is why you’re hanging out with two 10th graders, though..” Dean says, taking a few steps towards her, the sounds of bustling students growing louder and louder as the time the bell rings gets closer and closer.
“Three, actually, Balthazar back there is also in the 10th grade,” she replies, sounding unimpressed as she pushes her hair back.
“Balthazar? Like the angel?” Sam inquires.
“Yes, you’re correct,” Balthazar chimes before returning to silence.
“Guys, we have ten minutes to get our stuff and get to class, let’s hurry so we can get there on time...” Harry practically begs, mainly directing it towards Bela.
Bela sighs, “Ugh, fine, I’m watching you, Winchesters, especially you, Sammy...” she warns, turning on her heel to leave, the three males following.
“Jesus, she gets on my nerves...” Dean whines.
“Yeah, mine too, but she’s in my class, so I have to put up with her every day...” Sam groans.
“Well, don’t be afraid to text me if anyone causes problems, get to your locker, get yourself sorted, and head to class, you don’t want to be late on the first day,” Dean says, patting Sam’s shoulder.
“Alright, I’ll see you at lunch,” Sam says with a small smile, Dean returning the gesture as they walk, separating at the four way intersection in the halls, the pair going opposite ways.
Class flies by, before the two know it, the day’s over, their friends from when they previously going to school here surprised by their return, but happy and excited all the same. Charlie accompanies them on their trip to the Impala, them offering her a ride, an offer that she graciously rejects. On their way to the car, Dean freezes around the edge of the sidewalk, bordering the street, he stares at a boy not too far away from him, the popsicle Charlie stoke for him barely hanging in his mouth as it drops open slightly at the other male. The boy looks like an absolute angel, a bee resting on the tip of his nose as he sniffs a rose the school asked as decoration, a small smile on his face as he stares down at the creature with his bright blue eyes, his short black hair messy, but in an oddly neat way, definitely different than Dean’s general hairstyle. The two boys next to him laugh, talking to each other, one Dean remembers as Balthazar, but the other, shorter one with amber eyes and medium length brown hair being someone Dean doesn’t recognize, but seems to catch Sam’s eye, his expression similar to that of Dean’s, but more emphasized.
Charlie laughs, placing her hands on the Winchester’s shoulders, “Those are the Novak’s, that’s Castiel, Gabriel, and Balthazar, their first year was last year, to they’re still relatively fresh meat, go easy on ‘em, loverboys...” she says with a large smile, a newer Nissan pulling up, Gabriel and Balthazar get in the back, Castiel getting in the front passenger’s seat, waving at the group.
Dean hesitantly waves back, Charlie emphatically, and Sam’s small and hardly noticeable.
The car pulls away, Charlie sighing softly, “Well, looks like this is where we part ways, huh?” She asks.
“At least until tomorrow,” Sam says with a chuckle, pointing the end of the popsicle in no particular direction.
“How old are they?” Dean asks before Charlie has the chance to say goodbye.
“Uh... Cas is sixteen and Balth and Gabe are both fifteen..” she says, seemingly unsure of her words accuracy.
“Hm, then why didn’t I see Cas in class?” Dean asks.
“Because they were out for most of the day and were probably hiding during the assembly, but expect him to be there tomorrow, and Gabe in your’s, Sammy.”
Sam’s face flushed slightly at this, but he looks away, both Dean and Charlie chuckling at this, “Good luck sexing those boys, no one’s been able to break them yet, at least not Cas, and no long lasting relationship with Gabriel...” Charlie says through a sigh, “Anyways, I’ll see you two bitches tomorrow!” She moves her hands down slightly, smacking them sharply on the back before walking away.
The two males hiss, mumbling a small ‘Cya’, accompanied by a dirty look as she walks away. They head to the car after she enters the building again, talking about their day, they pull up into the driveway, their dad’s car now gone, they shake it off as nothing since he never shares his schedule with them, but one thing Dean can’t shake off, no matter how he tries is his new neighbor, especially when he makes eye contact with the blue eyed boy after exiting the car, swallowing harshly and considering his options, “U-uh... hello, neighbor...!” He says in a wavering tone.