Blue Eyes

Chapter 1: The Day It All Began

"Yes Dean, It's necessary."

"But dad-"

"Stop complaining and follow my orders. I know what's best for you and Sam."

"I'm sure you do." Murmured Dean under his breath.

"What was that?" John asked calmly with a hint of anger lingered to his voice. Dean knew better than to disobey. "I said yes sir."
John only nodded and walked out of the room.

Why would dad put us in school? Dad usually took them with him on a hunt. What's different this time?

Sam is a smart kid, he'll do fine, but me? Not so much. I hate school with its boring teachers and homework.

I hope there are some hot girls in that school. That would make the dull place a bit more fun.

That afternoon the Winchesters went to see the apartment John had rented. John turned the key and opened the door.

The apartment was average size with a small living room, containing one couch, a coffee table and a small tv. Next to the living room was the kitchen. The kitchen had the usual counters, dining table and fridge.

The living room and kitchen was one open space without doors, making the apartment seem bigger than it actually was.

Sam and Dean had separate rooms, both with a bathroom that had a shower, toilet and a sink.

Overall the apartment wasn't so bad. It was a lot better than the lousy motel rooms they usually stayed in. At least now they had a room to themselves.

"I'm going now, be good you two." John said smiling at Sam. When he looked at Dean he moved his eyes to the kitchen, hinting he wanted to have a talk.

"Do you remember the rules?" John said in a hushed but stern voice, hoping Sam wouldn't hear.

"Yes, sir."

"And what's the most important?"

"Keep Sammy safe."

"Good."

He nodded at Dean and walked back to the living room, ruffling Sam's hair. Then he left, leaving the two boys on their own for god knows how long.

"Come on Sammy we have to go, otherwise you'll be late." Dean shouted, grabbing his keys of the Impala he got from John so he had a car.

"I'm here and don't call me Sammy, it's Sam." Sam said, looking stern, irritation clear in his voice.
"Sure Sammy." Dean smirked and walked to the door. Sam only sighed and followed his big brother.

Dean shuts off the engine of Baby and Sam immediately stepped out of the car. "My ears are hurting Dean!" Sam said as soon as Dean stepped out as well.
"Oh come on Sammy, you've got to appreciate ACDC."
Sam only rolled his eyes at the comment, knowing Dean only liked this kind of music because of his dad.

Yes, he was young, but Sam did notice stuff. Like people said he was a smart kid. He saw how dad treated Dean differently than him and not in a good way. He saw the disappointed looks in Dean's eyes whenever dad gave him no attention again. That's all his brother wanted, some attention. Some love.
Sam doesn't know how to help Dean, truth is he is scared of dad sometimes. So he knew better than to stand up for Dean.

They entered the school, where a lady was waiting for them with a big smile. "Hello! You must be Sam and Dean Winchester."
"Yes, we are." Sam answered with a smile as well. He is really excited to go to school, he doesn't like hunting that much.
"Good! Here are your schedules and this is Charlie, she will show you around." The lady walked away and before them stood a small redheaded girl in a Star Wars shirt.
"Hi, I'm Charlie, follow me." She said and turned around, walking down the hallway.

"So this is the library." Charlie said, pointing to the entrance of a big room with a maze of bookshelves.
"Thanks for the tour Charlie, I think I'm going to explore the library a bit before school starts." Sam said looking at the library in excitement.

"You nerd." Dean said playfully. "Jerk."
"Bitch."
They both chuckled a bit before Sam waved and walked disappeared into the library.

"Are you guys always like this." Charlie suddenly asked.
"Yeah, we're pretty close." Dean said with a small smile on his face.
Sure, his life was far from ideal, but dad going on hunts brought the two of us closer. And Dean was grateful for that, what can he say? He loved the kid.

"That's cool! Shall we go outside?" Charlie said, pointing towards the exit. "Sure, let's go." Dean followed Charlie outside, talking about many things. Mainly Star Wars since he secretly loved the movies. Charlie is really cool, but she made it quite clear that she likes girls. That's totally fine with Dean, since he is Bi himself. He would never tell his dad though, and he didn't know how Sammy would react.

The bell rung and Charlie stood up from the tree they were sitting under. The tree was really big with the large branches hanging down, so they nearly reached the soft grass. This way the tree was the perfect place for privacy.

"We have to go otherwise we will be late." Charlie said. "What class have you now?"

Dean looked at the schedule he received from the lady at the door. "English."

"With Miss Masters?" Charlie asked overjoyed, looking at Dean with eager eyes.

"Yeah." Dean said not getting Charlie's enthusiasm.

"That means we are in the same class! Come on, follow me." Charlie gripped Dean's wrist and dragged him towards the school. Dean chuckled and followed her inside.

"Okay, we're here and just in time." Charlie said high fiving Dean.

Dean smiled and walked inside, greeted by a woman that must be his teacher.

"Are you the new student." The woman asked, looking him straight in the eye. She seemed very strict.

"Yes I am, Dean Winchester." Dean said, nodding at the English teacher.

"Welcome to our school, let me introduce you." She said, giving him a small smile, obviously trying to make him feel comfortable.

Maybe she wasn't so bad after all.

After the class had quieted down Miss Masters stood in front of the class and motioned for Dean to come over. "Class, this is Dean Winchester. Be nice to him."

Dean looked around the class, trying to gauge the class. His class had the usual nerds, jocks, popular girls and the nobody's. His eyes roamed the seats, but stopped when his eyes met deep blue ones, captivating him. He couldn't tear his gaze away and kept staring, the sound of Miss Masters voice fading into silence.

Dean could finally look away when Miss Masters spoke again. "You can sit over there. "
She said pointing at an empty seat next to the beautiful boy, Dean had checked out.

Dean smirked and made his way over to "blue eyes". The nickname he would use until he knew his real name. When he finally reached the table, he pulled the chair back and sat down. He was even more beautiful up close. The boy had jet black hair and chapped lips. The boy's eyebrows rose as he saw Dean checking him out.

Dean winked, making the boy's face turn scarlet.

"I'm Dean Winchester."