Dean

    Her lips are soft and smooth, with a sweet cherry after taste. My hand roaming down her back and over her leg. I pull back and smile, "well Sherren gotta get to school" she nods. "bye Dean" she says as she gets out of the Impala, and I start to button up my shirt. "bye Sherren" She walks over to a small green convertible and gets in I get out of the car just as I finish buttoning up the last button. I'll probably never see Sherren again, but who knows. I pop my back getting into the driver's side. I start the car and the radio buzzes to life, saying about how some idiot drove his car into the river off 12th or something like that. I tune the sound out, it isn't annoying, but it isn't interesting either. The Impala drives smoothly over the evenly paved roads of Portland. I grimace as I drive into the parking lot, the school is still its old brick exterior still green at the edges with moss. I quickly pull the deep green cardigan over my button up and clip a tie on. The front courtyard is surprisingly quiet with the recent expulsion of Crowley due to an incident that was caught on tape, the identity of the person who brought the video to light is unknown... unless you know the right people. Novak was attacked in the hall and told the principle, he brought the information to Mr.Edwin. He checked the tapes, and Crowley was expelled, Pretty much the only cool thing Novak has done in a long time. I personally don't care too much about Crowley, just one less competitor for fall football. I pretty much have a guaranteed spot on the team. Kinda what happens when you've left your blood sweat and tears on the football field. I wave to the two or three people I actually can handle at this school.

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    I take my seat in first period, the mulling of people still moving fast. Talking about summer, talking about what's next, and how we only have one year left. We all already know by next week we'll all be wishing for anything but this. slide down in my chair crossing my arms, Mrs.Neils walks in. "Take your seats, please"Everyone who is standing, everyone sits, and I look over. Castiel's seat is empty, a pang of sadness hits me and I have no idea why. The bell rings and I know for sure Castiel isn't here. A silent whisper comes from behind me I turn and see Castiel sitting more toward the back then I am. I catch the end of a conversation from the chick sitting next to me "you think it has anything to do with his dad?" she asks the girl in front of her "I don't really know, but I heard that he beat the hell out of him." They both laugh at that "haven't seen him at church in a while. Maybe he needs his daddy back." both girls start to laugh as Castiel stands up and walks out of the room "Cas-" the door slams before Mrs.Neils can finish his name. I push out of my desk and turn around "what the hell you ass hats!" I say the anger and rage bubbling up inside me. "Whatever happened to Castiel is none of your business!" I storm out of the room and slam the door extra hard on the way out.