Dean woke up by the sound of his alarm. He got up and put on his glasses and walked over to his brothers room." Sammy! Wake up!" It seemed like as soon as Dean was about to knock the door flung open. Dean looked down to see a 13 year old boy with very messy bed head and a dopey smile on his face," Hello dork." Sam said as he walked out of his room and over to the kitchen. "Bitch.." Dean mumbled under his breath. Sam looked at Dean with a smile and cockily said," Jerk." And walked away. Dean smirked and went into his room to change. He knew that now, that he was the captain of the football team, he needed to show off how muscular he was but not to the point where you could tell that that was what he was trying to do. He sighed and grabbed a pair of blue jeans, a tight gray shirt and put a black and white plaid shirt on his bed as he walked out of his room to the bathroom. He was putting in his contacts when he heard a gasp. "Dude! You're practically nude!", Sam said dripping in sarcasm. Dean chuckled, put in the other contacts and walked out of the bathroom," thanks." He said with a laugh. He was putting on his plaid shirt when he looked out his window and saw his new neighbors house. As soon as he was about to turn away he saw a man probably in his 30's walk out with a gun. He froze as he heard a gun shot. He quickly ran to the bathroom and opened the door to find Sam brushing his teeth." You alright Sammy!?", Dean asked worriedly. Sam nodded," yup. Probably just some drunk." Dean calmed down and nodded,"Nope.. It was the new neighbors." Sam shot a look that said "oh great. Psychopaths for neighbors." And Dean nodded and sighed." Hurry up Sammy, we're gunna be late and I still needs drop you off at school!" Soon after Sam jumped down the stairs, grabbed his backpack and put on his shoes." Let's go then!", Sam opened the house door and walked out to Deans black 67' Chevy Impala. Dean, not that soon after, got in the driver side and turned the car on. He hummed as The Beatles blared through the car. He looked over and smiled at Sam before driving off. The whole time he was driving to Sam's school though, he was thinking about one thing. Did he really hear a gun shot?
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Glasses and Leather Jackets.
FanfictionCastiel Novak moves around a lot. He's always been the new kid with the mysterious past, piercings, tattoos, who always has a smoke with him and who wears way too much black. But there's things that people, not even his so called "family" , know abo...
