A/N: Dean is British in this one.
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Senior year at Westin High, home of the Angels. Don't ask why our mascot is an Angel because I have no idea. Anyways, everyone says that senior year is supposed to be your best year of high school. Well, sorry everyone, but you're wrong. I just moved here, to Westin, from a small town just outside of Lawrence and my first day at school is already shit. No friends and no hope of having any. I'm as straight as a curly fry and my choice of clothing proves it. Black, skinny jeans, a loose, AC/DC t-shirt, black converse, and my signature trench coat. Oh, and, not to mention, my gay, rainbow-stripped, backpack. I literally scream gay just by walking down the hallways.

I did some research up on this school before I enrolled and I saw, on their website, that one kid in particular is a big deal here, Dean Winchester. He's crazy handsome, the student council leader, the head office aid, a co-director for the choirs, the head officer of the drama department, and a personal tutor. He's definitely a handful. Best stay away from him at all costs.

I hear the five minute bell ring and scurry along to class. I'm about six or seven feet from my classroom when I'm shoved up against the lockers. "Where you think you're going, fag?" WOW. School hasn't even started yet and I already have a bully. "T-to my class?..." Great. Now I'm stuttering. This day is already getting better...not. The bully just chuckled. "Apparently you don't know the rules around here, so you must be a newbie. First off, I'm Crowley. Welcome to Westin High." He gave me a sinister smile. "Second off, I own this school and I don't like fags. So get this through your pea-brain now. I'm gonna make your life here a living hell. Got that?" I just nodded. "Y-yes sir..." Crowley threw me up against the lockers hard and let go. "One more thing, I hate suck-ups too." And with that, he was gone.

I managed to pick myself up off the floor only to bump into the one I should never bump into. Dean Winchester himself. "S-sorry...excuse me..." I kept my gaze away from his. "No worries, love. It was my fault. Are you hurt at all?" My blue eyes met his forest green ones and I couldn't look away. Shit, shit, shit! Now you've really done it! This day is definitely gonna be the day you die of embarrassment and stupidity. I just shake my head. "N-no...I-I'm fine. Thank you. Did I hurt you?" Dean just chuckles softly and shakes his head. "Of course not, love. One with beauty like yours could never hurt me." He gave me a wink and a smirk and I just stood there, frozen, and blushed. "So. Where are you headed?" I honestly couldn't find the words to speak so I just pointed to my class. He looked to where I was pointing and then back at me and smiled. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and walked with me to my class. "You're quite a lucky lad. I was headed there myself." I can't help but smile. Not only was he the nicest guy in the entire school, but he's TOUCHING ME. The most handsome, and the most important man in all of school, has his arm around me, a complete gay loser, and is basically escorting me to class. Plus, I think he's flirting with me.

We get to the classroom door and Dean removes his arm, only to softly take my hand in his and intertwine our fingers. My heart skips a beat or two and my face turns bright red. He leads me towards two empty desks at the back of the room and we sit next to each other. He lets go of my hand as we sit down and I'm still as red as a tomato. Class begins and it's really boring, so Dean decides to pass me a note. "This class is extremely boring so I though we could just chat. My name's Dean Winchester, by the way. What's yours?" He places the paper on my desk and I read it and respond. "Thank you for suggesting that we chat. I thought I was about to die of boredom in the next three seconds. And my name's Castiel Novak." I look up to the front of the room to make sure the teacher isn't looking and place the note back on Dean's desk. Dean smiles as he reads the note and writes a response. "Castiel. That's a very beautiful name. I like it. And sorry for the rather awkward gesture earlier. It's just that you're new and I saw you with Crowley earlier and I just had to claim you so no one would bother you." He passes the note back and I stare at it confused.

Just before I can write back, the bell rings. Dean and I both grab our things and head for the door. "Hey, uh...Dean?" Dean stops and turns around to face me. "Yes Cas?" Cas? Is that a nickname? I push that though aside. "Um...what did you mean by 'claim me'?" Dean just smiled and took my hand again and we started walking again. "I know you're new here, so I'll explain. I'm sure you've heard my name mentioned before, or written on the wall somewhere, but basically I'm a bit of a big deal around here. And, because I'm such a big deal, I can claim anything I wish. By claiming, everyone knows to leave my claims alone. Now, I've never exactly claimed a person before, but I'm sure it works all the same." I blink a few times to try and help my brain wrap around what he just said. "So...basically, no one would dare to bother me since you've 'claimed me'?" Dean nods. "Precisely." He smiles at me and I smile back, but then my smile fades. "Wait...why me though? I mean, you said you've never claimed a person before, so that means I'm you're first claimed person. Why pick me?" Dean stops and turns to face me, still with my hand in his. "Because I admire you, Castiel. You have such courage in being proud of what you are..." His voice trails off as he pulls his shirt collar to the side to reveal a tattoo of the Superman logo, but with the gay rainbow, over his heart. (The picture at the beginning of this chapter is his tattoo) "Just like me." He smiles at me and I smile back.

He lets go of his shirt and takes my hand again. "Can I ask you something, Dean?" He nods. "Of course, love." I smile and blush at him calling me that. "Why Superman?" Dean chuckled a little and looked at the ground as we walked. "Because Superman is my favorite Justice League hero." I nod my head. "Ah. I see. My favorite is Superman as well." Dean smiles and his cheeks turn pink a little. "Can I ask you something, Cas?..." I turn to look at Dean. "Ask away." I smile and he smiles back. He opens his mouth to say something, but someone pushes me into Dean on the lockers. Dean is pressed up against the lockers and I am up against him, my face only inches away from his. Suddenly, I feel eyes on us and I hear many wolf whistles. I tune out the whistles and see Dean look at my lips as he bites his own and then back up to my eyes. I didn't notice it before, but Dean's hands were on my hips to help steady me. I also didn't notice something poking into my thigh. It took me a second to realize what it was and what everyone was whistling at. Dean had a full on boner. What the hell?! Did he get a boner from just looking at me and me falling onto him?? I blush hard and pull away. "S-sorry, Dean...Are you ok?" Dean's face became a deep scarlet color and he put his backpack in front of him. "Yes. I'm fine. C'mon. We should get to class." He grabbed my hand and pulled me along as he walked off.

The bell rang as Dean pulled me into a supply closet. "Dean? What's going on?" Dean sighed as he put his bag down. "I'm very sorry. This is all extremely absurd. You're probably very scared and confused. And I am very sorry that you had to witness something I did not wish for you to witness." Dean looked down and shifted his weight, trying to calm himself. "Witness what? You mean...?" Dean nods and blushes more. "Yes. I mean that..." I just chuckle a little. "Dean, its ok. I don't mind. It happens. It's not a big deal." Dean keeps his gaze away from mine and shakes his head. "Actually...it is a big deal...this doesn't happen often to me..." My eyes widen a little. "Wait...so, I caused this?..." Dean nods. "And it doesn't happen often?..." Dean shakes his head. "So...are you like hot for me or something?" Dean sighs a little and looks down. "I um...I need to tell you one more thing. Whenever I claim something, that means I love it too much to where no one else can have it. I know it sounds stingy, but it's true...and, since I claimed you, I-" I cut him off. "You love me..." Dean just nods and bites his lip. "But...but why? And how? I just a nobody who just moved here and you barely know anything about me." Dean looks back up at me. "You're not a nobody, Castiel...you are much more than that. And I may have not known you long, but I-...I just know you're different. I mean, you're beautiful inside and out. You're proud to be who you are. And you're the only one I've even connected with." His eyes start to tear up a little and he blinks them away as he looks away. "I understand if you do not wish to be in my presence anymore..." I lift his chin with my finger and smile softly and lean in to kiss his lips softly. After a few seconds, he kissed back and I pull away to hug him. "I'm not leaving you, Dean...I love you too." I hear him sigh in relief as he hugs me back and he nuzzles his face into my neck. We stay like this for a few minutes and Dean calms down, in both aspects of crying and the other thing.

We finally pull apart and decide to get to class. "Here. Let me see you're phone." I extend my hand for Dean's phone. He smiles and pulls out his phone and hands it to me. I put my number in his phone and slowly slip it back into his pocket, my hand brushing against his bulge in the process. Dean gasps a little. "Damnit, Cas...I was just calm." He bites his lip and smirks at me. I just chuckle a little and wrap my arms around his waist and press my body up against him. "I know." I smirk back and kiss his lips softly and move my hips against him slightly. Dean gasps and bites his lip again. "Easy now...we're still in school. We could get in trouble." I smile and kiss his lips once more. "I know. But maybe we can finish this later?" I smirk at him and I can feel him growing slightly at the thought. "Yes please..." I laugh and slowly trail a finger up his bulge. Dean bites his lip and moans softly at he throws his head back and grows more. "You're so mean, Castiel." I kiss his Adam's apple. "I know that too." I get off of him and head out of the closet to my next class, leaving Dean hot and bothered.

I get to my class, and thankfully we had a sub on the first day, because my teacher got sick, so I wasn't counted tardy. I take a seat at the back of the room and my phone buzzes and I see that it's a message from Dean.

Dean: Hey, Mr. Meanie.
Cas: Hello, Dean. Need something?
Dean: Yes. I need you to quit being so mean.
Cas: What? Me? Mean? I would never. ;)
Dean: Oh, yes you would and you just did. I'm still in the supply closet because what you caused won't go away...
Cas: Lol. Sorry, not sorry. I love you though.<3
Dean: I love you too. But you're gonna pay for this. Meet me at lunch. Black 1967 Chevy Impala.
Cas: Did you just say '67 Chevy Impala?
Dean: Um, yeah? I mean, I don't have to confirm it. It's right there on the screen in front of your face.
Cas: Shush you. Anyways, I was just checking because I was trying to figure out how you just so happen to have my dream car.
Dean: What? Are you serious?
Cas: Deadly.
Dean: Well then. I knew I fell in love with you for a reason. And not just because of my car. ;)
Cas: Dean! Stop it! I'm in class!
Dean: XD I can't be naughty with my boyfriend over text?
Cas: No. No you can't.
Dean: What? Why? ;(
Cas: Well, one, I'm in class surrounded by other people. And two, I'm not your boyfriend...yet.
Dean: I'm confused. Yet?
Cas: It's not official.

Just as I sent my message, the bell rings and I get up and walk out of the class. As soon as I pass the threshold of the door, I see Dean standing there with a smile. "Castiel Novak? Will you be my boyfriend?" My heart skips a beat or two and I smile back at him before I run across the hall and hug him. "Yes!" A few people stare and some other people start clapping and 'awe'ing at us. I pull back to look at Dean and he presses his lips to mine. I kiss back and there is more clapping.

We finally pull away and smile at each other. Then, all of a sudden, the clapping stops and footsteps are heard. The people make way for someone to pass through the hall. "Well, well, well. Would you look at that? The fag found someone to finally love him." I look down to the ground and Dean pushes me behind him. "Back off, Crowley. You can't hurt him. I've claimed him." Crowley just scoffed. "Claiming doesn't work on people, Dean. Therefore, you can't do anything about this." Dean takes my hand in his and intertwines our fingers. "You're right. I can't do anything about this. But I will always keep fighting." Crowley just laughs. "Wow. You really don't give up easily, do you?" Dean shakes his head. "Nope. Because everyday I would hope that you'd finally come to your senses and see that being gay isn't a bad thing. We're all humans, Crowley, and humans were created equal. And we can't control who we fall in love with." Dean looks to me and smiles. I smile back and hug his waist from behind and rest my chin on his shoulder. "Whatever, Winchester. I'll leave him alone, for now. But I still don't like fags." And with that, he walks off.

All the students start cheering and Dean turns around to face me and kiss me hard. I kiss back and then we pull away, pressing our foreheads to each other's. I look around the other students and see a few gay and lesbian couples kissing as well. "Dean...look..." Dean looks to where I was looking. "We gave them courage." I smile and Dean smiled back. "You're right. We did." I hug him again and nuzzle my face into his neck and kiss it a few times. Dean chuckles a little and tilts his head. "C'mon, love. You're gonna get me all bothered again." I smirk and set my hands on Dean's hip and rubs along his v-line with my thumbs. Dean bites his lip and grows hard a little. "Damnit, Cas..." Dean mumbles under his breath. I chuckle and kiss his lips. "I love you." Dean smiles and kisses me back. "I love you too."

After the little fiasco in the hallway, Dean takes my hand and we walk to his car. We get in and think of somewhere to go for lunch. "Where would you like to go for lunch, babe?" Dean asks me and I smirk at him. "No where." Dean just tilts his head in confusion. "What? Are you not hungry?" I shake my head and bite my lip. "I am hungry, I just don't want food." Dean smirks at me. "What do you want then?" I lean over and kiss his lips softly. "You're sweetness." Dean blushes and kisses me back and deepens the kiss a little. He says softly against my lips. "I'm all yours then, forever." He smiles and I smile back.

~One Year Later~
I am actually really happy that I bumped into Dean. Thankful, even. Crowley hasn't bothered me since Dean and I hooked up. We had some amazing times during our senior year. We graduated together and ended up going to the same college. Our relationship totally put a new spin on 'high school sweethearts'. We're still together now and we're going to college. We are sharing an apartment and we adopted a beautiful wolf-husky hybrid puppy. Dean insisted on us naming her Cassie and, of course, I gave in after many hours of puppy eyes from both Dean and Cassie. We're still very happy today and I am in even more love with him than we first met. And I think we will be forever. Actually, I know we will be.
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A/N: Ok y'all, I'm bored and I've had a bad day so...here's a chapter. I'm probably will be updating a few more. Maybe. I dunno yet. But I'm probably not gonna be on a schedule anymore. It's just too much. But I will try to be frequent. It all just depends on the type of day I have. Alrighty, stay awesomely weird. Peace out my little Dreamers.😜✌️️