Time Matters

Chapter One

Dean

I walked through the school, nodding at people as I walked by. Figuring out where my new locker was, people walking by were all looking their best for the first day of school.

I had one earphone in, but I could recognize the voice next to me anywhere. I put some of my books in, and closed my locker, to see the owner of the voice.

Castiel. We were best friends, at a younger age. We slowly drifted apart, due to him locking himself away in his room, and not texting me as much. When he did, I'd ignore him, I don't need friends that only text me when they have no one else to text.

I sighed. It wasn't just that we weren't friends. We both hated each other, spat insults, and every now n then a prank would come into play.

He caught me looking a him, which I guess I had been doing for a while.

"What are you looking at?" He spat. I noticed he had gotten a tongue piercing, to accompany his other piercings.

He had a blue eyebrow piercing, to match the blue in his hair, and everyone who had slept with him insisted that he had another somewhere else.

"That's what I've been trying to figure out." I shot back. He smirked. He always smirked when I insulted him. I fucking hate it.

"See ya around, assbutt." Castiel grumbled, slamming his locker, and leaving.

***

After almost falling asleep in all four classes leading up to lunch, it had arrived.

Every year on the first day of school, they gave out waffles with syrup for lunch.

I got mine and sat down next to some of the guys that had been on the football team with me last year. Well, there were also some girls that had been on the team, too.

"So, I saw Dean got a locker next to Castiel, that should be interesting." Michael smiled. Benny and Lisa laughed.

"Fuck you guys. This year's basically already doomed for me." I groaned, placing my face into my hands.

Lisa motioned behind me. "Here he comes, now."

As Castiel walked by the table, he bumped into someone else, and everything on his tray landed on me.

"Fuck me!" I yelled standing up. I pushed
Castiel. "Fucking watch where you're going, freak!"

Cas smiled. "Believe it or not, that was an accident. I have some pants in my locker, and unless you've changed, you don't." He paused, examining me. "Thought not. Want to borrow mine?"

I laughed. "As if. Yours are probably all black, ripped, and skinny. I'm not a faggot."

"Whatever you say." Castiel smirked. He reached down and picked up a pack of carrots. "I kinda wanted these. Later, queef."

"Fuck him." I growled. "I'm ditching, anybody?"

The table was silent except Benny. "I have pants you could borrow." He said helpfully.

"I just wanna leave." I turned to see Castiel making out with Meg Masters in the back of the Cafeteria. "I wanna kick that guy's ass so fucking much."

"Don't Dean. The team's toast without you and Michael." Benny said, already knowiing that if Dean was gonna kick someone's ass Michael would help.

"Alright, well I'm leaving." I sighed. "See you guys tomorrow."