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Monday morning and Dean was hating life. It was the beginning of another year of school. He turned over in bed and looked at the clock on his bedside table which read 8:00am.
‘Time to face the music,’ Dean sighed as he rolled out of his nice warm bed to get dressed. Not aiming to impress, Dean threw on his usual; a plain t shirt, a plaid button up over the top and his favourite ripped jeans.
Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Dean walked into the kitchen five minutes later almost crashing into his little brother Sam.
‘Heya Sammy! Ready for another year of education?’ Dean sarcastically asked as he walked up to the kitchen bench and started making coffee.
‘Dean’ Sam sighed, ‘School isn’t really that bad. Sure not all subject leave people jumping for joy, but you get to see your friends and school is where you start building your future.’ Sam replied not looking while pouring Lucky Charms in to a breakfast bowl.
‘Why are you such a nerd?’ Dean mumbled as leaned against the kitchen bench and taking a sip from his drink. Sam shot Dean a look he would call ‘Bitch face #32 you-call-me-that-all-the-time-and-its-annoying.’ Sam looked as if he was about to say something in his defence when Mary Winchester joyfully sung ‘Morning Boys’ as she entered the room.
‘Morning Mom’ both boys replied, Dean adding ‘Want some coffee?’ holding out a cup. Mary took the offered drink and sipped it.
‘Oh I almost forgot to ask. Dean is it alright if you take Sam to school and back home from now on? My extra hours at work…. I just can’t do it anymore and your both going to the same school now so…’
‘Mom. It’s okay! Of course I can take little Sammy here to school’ Dean cut off his worrying mother as he walked up to his brother and ruffled his hair.
Deans father John, had died six months ago in a car accident and things had been pretty tough for a few months. Mary started working full time at the bank to try and keep up with the family’s bills. Dean could tell that it was wearing her out so he decided to get some afterschool and weekend work at Bobby’s scrapyard and garage to help take the pressure off. Mary of course wouldn’t accept Dean’s money, so he decided to make it a college fund for Sammy. Dean knew Sam had a bright future and with dad gone, it was going to be hard to pay for college. Bobby was like a second father to Dean and he actually enjoyed working there so it was a win/win situation.
‘Dean!’ Sam protested to his older brothers annoying affection.
‘C’mon Sammy, Don’t wanna be late for the first day of school now do we?’ Dean said walked up and kissed his mother goodbye. Grabbing his school bag, leather jacket and car keys he head outside.
Dean walked up to his 1967 Chevy Impala and noted that it needed a wash. For his 16th birthday John had handed the keys to Dean and said ‘You better damn well look after her!’ It was pretty much the best day of Deans life.
Dean started the impala and randomly selected one of his prized tapes out of the old shoebox as Sam got into the passenger seat. The drive to school was quiet apart from ACDC playing in the background and Sam’s usual complaining.
‘Dean. Why can’t we listen to some more recent music?’
‘You know the rules Sammy. Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cakehole.’
As Dean pulled into the school car park he let out a sigh. Sam on the other hand was rushing to get out of the car.
‘That keen to go to school are you Sammy?’ Dean looked over to where Sam was looking at and saw a young blonde girl waiting by the gate. ‘Ah I see. You still got the hots for... Jess was it? Y’know you should just ask her out.’ Dean laughed.
Ignoring his comment Sam muttered, ‘Bye Dean’ as he got out, shut the door and walked toward the girl.
Dean sat in the impala for few more minutes contemplating whether to skip school and find something better to do, but then he thought better of it. He was going to try this year at school. He wanted to at least graduate in a few years and make his mom proud, even if he didn’t go to college. No. He was definitely not going to college. Taking the keys out of the ignition, he got out of the car and started walking into the school grounds.
Lawrence high school was not Dean’s idea of a good time, but he had some pretty great and feral friends. They weren’t the popular kids nor were they unpopular. They were the in betweeners.
There was Jo, Deans best friend since pretty much birth. Although Dean was a few months older than Jo they have always got along. Jo’s mother Ellen has been good friends with Dean’s mother since way before Dean’s parent even got married.
Ash, was a year older than Dean, but had repeated a year. It wasn’t that he wasn’t smart. Dudes a genius, but he went off the tracks a bit last year and started skipping school a lot and his once A+ grades turned in to no grades at all. Over the holidays Ellen had pretty much adopted him and set him on the straight and narrow.
Charlie was Deans little sister that he never wanted. She moved to Lawance at the start of last year with a mysterious past. Sometimes when she was drunk she would claim that her real name isn’t really Charlie. Dean sometimes thought that she’s probably in witness protection or something.
When Dean got to home group, Jo and Charlie were already at the back of the room. ‘Hear about the new kids?’ Jo whispered to Dean as he sat down next to them.
‘New kids?’ Dean questioned. Lawrence high didn’t have new students very often, unless they were coming up from elementary school.
‘Yeah there’s a new family just moved in. Apparently there like super rich and super-hot.’ Charlie whispered.
‘I heard they were really religious’ Jo commented. ‘There’s about five of them I think, four guys one girl, I heard Meg say.’
‘Ha! Of course Meg would know! New meat to get her claws into.’ Dean spat. ‘Good luck to them.’
Just as Dean finished his sentence an unfamiliar guy and a girl walked into the room. The girl had long wavy red hair and fair skin. Dean thought he was pretty attractive and was someone all the guys would go after. She seemed pretty confident as she sat down at an empty desk.
The guy next to her had dark brown, almost black, hair which was messy and had bits poking out everywhere. It looked like he just got out of bed and had never been brushed. Scratch that. It looked like serious sex hair. Another thing Dean noticed about the guy was that he was wearing a tan trench coat. Seemed like an unusual piece of clothing to wear to school. Who even wore trench coats at their age? Oh well Dean wasn’t one to judge. He walked around in ripped jeans, band shirts or plaid with his leather jacket opposed to skinny jeans like the other guys his age.
Trenchcoat –he decided to call him – shyly looked around the room before making eye contact with Dean. Electric blue eyes bore in Dean’s green. Dean found himself lost in the intensity of those eyes. Both had a staring contest for which seemed like hours before Jo started waving her hand in front of Deans face grabbing his attention.
‘Earth to Dean?’ Jo sung.
‘Huh?’ Dean unintelligently replied once his gaze was broken from the stranger in the trench coat. ‘I said they must be the new kids’ Jo said as she rolled her eyes at Deans lack of attention. ‘Oh ah cool’ Dean replied turning from Jo to look at Trenchcoat again who had sat down to the red head.
There was something about him that intrigued Dean. Something about the way his eyes seem to laser focus into Dean’s soul or something. Man that sounds gay Dean thought at his own description.
‘What else do you know about him?’ Dean questioned both Jo and Charlie.
‘Huh?’ Jo replied.
‘Them’ Dean smoothly corrected. ‘What else do you know about them? The new kids?’
‘Well not much, I mean just the rumours we were talking about before. Why?’ Jo questioned.
‘I just wanna know what there like that’s all’ Dean answered.
It was kinda the truth. He was a little interested in them, but really only blue eyes over there. Why was he thinking like this? Maybe he could be friends with this guy. Yeah friends.
‘Hey Charlie-’ Dean started.
‘I’ll have a folder of information for you at 3:00pm.’ Charlie cut off.
If you ever want any dirt on anyone, Charlie was the person to go to. She can hack just about anything and can get you stack information on just about anything in less than 12 hours. She will probably end up working for the FBI or CIA one day.
‘Thanks Charlie. Ill owe you one.’ Dean said.
‘No Winchester. You’ll owe me 20 bucks.’ Charlie deadpanned.
‘What!? C’mon don’t I get friends rates or something?’ Dean argued
‘Hey I gotta make a living somehow’ Charlie joked as the bell went for the first class.
Dean rolled his eyes. ‘I’ll see you guys later’ He waved as he head out the door to his first class.
Dean looked at his time table as he walked down the hall toward his locker. English first.
‘Awesome’ Dean sighed. That left him wondering which classes Trenchcoat had. Man I really gotta get this dude out of my head.
When Dean reached the English room he looked around to see who was in his class this year. The class was mostly chicks, which Dean didn’t mind until he saw Meg Masters. Dean hated that bitch. She was manipulative and so full of herself she should weigh a ton. She sat with her almost as equally bad friends Bela and Ruby. They were the school sluts. Between the three of them, they have had just about every guy in the school. Dean was definitely no virgin, but he didn’t give it up that easily.
Dean looked over to the other side of the class where he recognised Chuck, Garth and Ash sitting along the back.
‘Ash son-of-a-bitch, what are you doing here?’ Dean laughed as he walked up to the group.
‘Winchester! I don’t know’ Ash said shaking his head in shame ‘It was Ellen’s idea.’ He returned.
‘Hey guys’ Dean said as he mocked saluted Chuck and Garth.
‘Hi Dean’ Chuck replied, while Garth nodded in acknowledgement.
Five seconds later Mr Gideon walked in. Dean sat at the nearest desk bending down to grab textbooks out of his bag. When he sat back up again, he was surprised to see Trenchcoat sitting in the seat directly in front of him. Dean froze for a minute in shock at the fact it seemed as if he appeared out of nowhere.
Half way into the lesson Dean suddenly realised that he hadn’t been paying attention and mentally shook himself back to awareness.
‘You know the drill. Grab one pass the rest to the person behind you.’ Gideon said as he started handing out new novels and assignment sheets to the front row students.
Dean started internally freaking out because he knew that he would be faced with those deep blue eyes in 5….4….3…2….1. Right on cue Trenchcoat turned around in his chair to hand Dean the pile of sheets and books.
‘Ah... Thanks.’ Dean shyly said and he accepted the pile. He almost melted when Trenchcoat smiled at him before turning back around in his chair. Dean sat speechless for a few seconds before grabbing a book of the pile and passing the rest back to Chuck behind him. ‘When did I turn into such a girl?’ Dean mumbled to himself.
The rest of the lesson was supposed to be spend silently reading the new novel but instead Dean found his mind thinking about blues eyes, messy dark hair and a warm smile.
By the time it was 3:00pm Dean was going out of his mind wondering about Trenchcoat. He had spent more time watching the clock than he did paying attention in class. As soon as Dean saw Charlie walking up to his locker, he sprinted up to her shoving a $20 note in her face and snatching the file from her hands.
‘You can keep the money Winchester. I’m disappointed in the amount of information I was able to obtain. No one really knows much about them. Well apart from made up rumours. I had to break into principal’s office just to get that because they hadn’t even been put on the school’s student file system yet. Even after all that, there was fuck all to steal.’
Dean looked at the file. There were 5 pieces of paper. One for each sibling he assumed.
‘Thanks Charlie’ Dean said putting the file in his bag. ‘I’ll see you around tomorrow.’
‘Have fun Winchester.’ She gave him a wave as they both split up and walked in different directions.
Dean was looking forward to going home by the time the bell signalling the end of the school day went. He quickly made his way back to the impala hoping to have a chance to read the at information Charlie gave him before Sam came.
Once he was sitting in the driver’s seat Dean opened the folder and read the first sheet.
SURNAME: NOVAK
GIVEN NAMES: MICHAEL, JOHN
PEFERED NAME: MICHAEL
SEX: MALE
DOB: 29/8/1993
AGE: 18
MOTHER: N/A
FATHER: N/A
‘No parents?’ Dean questioned looking at Michael’s profile. Intrigued he flipped to the next page.
SURNAME: NOVAK
GIVEN NAMES: LUCIFER, NICHOLAS
PREFERED NAME: LUCI
SEX: MALE
DOB: 29/8/1993
AGE: 18
MOTHER: N/A
FATHER: N/A
‘Seriously!? I don’t know which is funnier. The fact the dudes name is Lucifer or the fact that he prefers the name Luci!?’ Dean laughed to himself. ‘Hang on.’ Dean flipped back to Michael’s profile. ‘And I’m guessing he is the evil twin then.’ Dean laughed as he compared both birthdates.
SURNAME: NOVAK
GIVEN NAMES: GABRIEL, RICHARD
PREFERED NAME: SEXY BEAST GABRIEL
SEX: YES PLEASE MALE
DOB: 5/10/1994
AGE: 17
MOTHER: N/A
FATHER: N/A
‘Gabriel? Really? What’s up with the names around here? Sexy beast? Guy probably thinks his a trickster or something’
SURNAME: NOVAK
GIVEN NAMES: ANAEL, JULIA
PREFERED NAME: ANNA
SEX: FEMALE
DOB: 15/01/1995
AGE: 16
MOTHER: N/A
FATHER: N/A
‘Ahh the red head. I almost forgot about her. Well that just leaves….’ Dean thought out aloud as he flipped to the next page knowing whose profile it was going to be.
SURNAME: NOVAK
GIVEN NAMES: CASTIEL, JAMES
SEX: MALE
PREFERRED NAME: CASTIEL
DOB: 15/01/1995
AGE:16
MOTHER: N/A
FATHER: N/A
‘Another set of twins’ Dean said to himself. Dean spent about five minutes re reading the same profile over and over again. Why was it so basic? Who and where were their parents? ‘Cas…tiel…..Castiel’ Dean tried out the name. He decided that yeah it was unusual, but he kinda liked it.