// Dean's POV

Dean pulled up to the school and sighed. He pulled off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"He'll be fine." He reminded himself. Dean pulled his bag over his shoulder and picked up his book before stepping out of his car.

School had started a few hours ago but he was new so that didn't matter.

He squeezed the strap on his bag and walked towards the door.

Dean walked inside and looked around for the main office.

He walked down a few halls and past differnt classes and flights of stairs but he couldn't seem to find what he was looking for. You would've though it would be right at the door but it wasn't. At least he didn't think so.

Dean leaned against the wall and sighed.

He pulled his glasses up and cleaned them on his sweater.

After a few minutes he heard footsteps.

He quickly pulled his glasses back on and turned around. But no one was there.

Dean tugged on the strap of his bag nervously and began walking where he came from.

There were the footsteps again.

Dean glanced behind him but no one was there, the footsteps still echoing in the empty hall.

He started walking faster.

Sure he could ask the person for help but he didn't even know where they were so...better to just walk away quickly.

Dean turned a corner and hit something hard.

He fell back, glasses flying off his face and book escaping his grasp. As he fell he heard something else hit the ground with a thud.

He opened his eyes. Everything was fuzzy. He squinted, trying to see what he bumped into.

He saw black and blue.

"Hey watch it...whoa...your beautiful." Someone stated.

Dean got on his knees and hands and started looking for his glasses.

"S-sorry...." he said trying to convince himself that this man had not just called him beautiful.

It was quiet for a while. Dean on all fours, looking around for his glasses. And the other man on his back across from him.

"Here..." the boy said as he placed Dean's glasses back on his nose.

Dean blinked a few times, letting his eyes adjust.

The man stood up and extended a hand towards Dean.

Dean took his hand and was hoisted up. He adjusted his glasses and looked at the boy before him.

He was a bit shorter than him. He wore all black. Black skinny jeans, black tee, black leather jacket and black combat boots. He wore a spike collar around his neck and two black circles on his ears. He had a few more earrings on his right ear and one on an eyebrow. Four fingers on his left hand had rings on them.

His hair was messy and sticking in every direction. The bottom half had been dyed blue while everything else was black or dark brown.

And his eyes. They were black underneath, probably eyeliner...he did have that punk look going on. But those beautiful eyes.

So blue...it was like a baby blue...but only in the light they were in. Dean was sure they were at least two shades darker than baby blue.

His eyes were more like...the sea...or bluer! They were the most blue thing he had ever seen!

"It's rude to stare you know." The boy stated as pulled a cigar out of his pocket and placing it in his mouth, unlit.

Dean blushed and looked away.

He fiddled with his glasses and looked down a his feet.

"U-uh sorry. D-do you know where the main office is?"

The boy raised an eyebrow and rolled the cigar between his teeth.

"Did you come from those doors?" He asked pointing behind him.

Dean nodded, causing the boy to laugh.

"Well cutie, you've been going the wrong way. This is the back of the school. Come on, I'll show you the way." He winked before poking Dean's nose and walking ahead.

Dean blushed darkly before following him.

// Castiel's POV

Cas glanced behind him and at the stranger who just bumped into him.

He had to admit, he was gorgeous.

Him and his gorgeous green eyes that could only exist in fanfiction. Too bad their beauty was covered by this black frames.

He wore brown slacks, a white dress shirt and a green pullover vest over it. He had dark sandy blonde hair.

The stranger hadn't even noticed Cas was carrying the book he had dropped.

So he stopped and turned to face him.

"Here. You dropped this." Cas stated, cigar in his mouth.

The boy blushed and took it in his hands and placed it in his bag.

Castiel continued walking until he reached the office and stopped.

"Here ya go kid." He winked.

The boy smiled and thanked him before stepping in.

Castiel took advantage of the boy being in front and stared down to his bottom.

He bit his lip.

Goddamn did he have a cute butt or what?

"Thanks again." The boy turned around smiling.

Castiel quickly looked up and smiled.

"Anytime kid! Name's Castiel." He winked before walking off.

"Mine's Dean!" He called after him.

Dean...sweet Dean...