As the bell shrieks, I run out of the Geometry classroom and around the corner to my locker. I have this precisely planned out, I leave class and go to my locker. By the time I open my locker other students are just getting there. I pull my sack lunch out and hastily make way to my lunch area.
I shuffle behind a tree and see the old, wooden picnic table. I sigh in relief and throw my lunch onto it. I scratch my arm as I sit down on the worn bench. I see old engravings in the wood, from years ago. I sigh again and rip open my lunch sack.
"Hello." A deep voice says. I startles me, and my apple goes flying up in the air. I stand up to catch it, but the taller boy catches it before I do. I look up and stare into magnificent eyes. A smirk dances across his face as he holds the apple to me. I blink a few times and grab the apple from his hand. His clothing choice is different, a tee-shirt with the words My Chemical Romance on the front. A jacket with spikes layers over it. His skinny jeans lead down to green converse sneakers.
"Sorry I scared you there, just figured I'd give you some company."
I shake my head. He sits across from me, putting his own sack lunch on the table. "You don't want company?" he asks.
I shake my head again, "N-never h-had i-i-it, d-don't n-need it." I manage to say.
"Why's that?" he questions me.
"I j-just d-d-don't, 'kay?" I snap.
"Fine, grumpy." he mumbles, looking down at his brown paper bag with the word Castiel on it. "What's your name?" he asks.
I shake my head and stand to leave. He grabs my wrist, looking my square in the eye. "Don't be afraid, I don't bite." I tug my arm out of his grip and crouch down under branches.
"I just want to know your name, okay? Not your friggin social security number."
I freeze and look back. He is standing now, his eyes pleading.
"D-d-dean Winc-chester," I say quietly.
He grins and holds his hand out, "Cas Novak, nice to meet you Dean."
I nod and move closer to him so I can shake his hand. I slip my hand into his and shake it. I feel my face heating up and I look down to hide my blush.
"Now sit, won't you?" he asks, pointing to where I was originally sitting. I sit across from him and open the sandwich bag. A ham and cheese sandwich sits inside, made by my Mom. I smile and tear the crust off the triangle half.
"Tell me, Dean, what are you doing after school?"
"I-uh, I- n-not a-alot." I answer, flushing hard.
"Well, do you wanna come over? Hang out?"
I blink and as I'm about to nod, I stop. "N-no I'-m g-oo-d-d." I answer.
His smirk falls and he squints his eyes at me. "Why not?"
"I-I d-d-don't n-need -f-friends, C-Castiel."
"Why is that?" he asks me and I just want to put my head through a wall. I shake my head and stand to leave for the second time that day.
"Dean, come on! You're a nice guy and-"
"A-And wh-what?" I mutter loud enough for him to hear.
His face changes from tan to red in .3 seconds, "And you're kinda cute."
"I- Cas, n- ga- h-" I stutter even more, cursing myself. Why can't I speak like a normal person?
"I know, its just, all year last year and this year you've been driving me crazy!" he almost yells.
I search for words, my jaw open. I blink a few times before I feel a hand on my waist. I jump at the touch, even though I watched him walk over to me. I suddenly feel very self conscious. I fold my arms over my stomach and look down at the ground. His hand drew a line from my ear to my chin, lifting it up.
"I-" I start, "I a-am n-not g-g-gay." Whispering the last word.
Cas looks down into my eyes, seeing them filled with tears. My breathing gets heavier as I run my hand along the length of my sore arm.
"Dean, what's wrong?" he whispers, pushing a few strands of hair from my face.
The bell rings just as a tear falls cleanly down my face.
"Do you wanna go home?" Cas asked and I shook my head sharply. "Do you wanna leave?" he asks, I nod slowly.
"Come home with me." he says, pulling my sleeve. I have no choice but to obey.
Hi. This isn't the new one you are probably looking for from the S&C series. That will hopefully be posted later this week/month. Not to far :) This is probably all going to be fluff or whatever. I just needed some punk!Cas and shy!dean highschool AU. and short. sozzy bout that.
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I'm Your Company (Destiel Highschool AU)Fanfiction
Dean Winchester has gone to school in Detriot, Michagin for as long as he can remember. He hangs out under trees reading, in his room playing video games. He is okay with being alone. He wants to be alone. That is, until Cas Novak plunges into his l...