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Sam hated being the new kid at school. You'd think after 5 transfers in 3 years he'd have the 'making new friends' thing down pat.
But he didn't.
As he stared out through the sea of strangers in the cafeteria, searching for an empty table to eat this square thing that kind of looked like pizza, a high pitched female voice called his name.
"Sam!"
It took him a minute to find the source, a bubbly brunette from second hour.
He thinks her name might be 'Laura' or 'Linda' or something.
The girl waves him over, patting the plastic blue seat next to her.
"Guys, this is Sam. He's in my independent living class. Sam, this is Jessica and Cassie."
Sam offered an awkward wave, settling in his chair.
"So, what do you think of MidWest High so far?" The curly-haired girl, Cassie, asked.
The tall sophomore shrugged, tugging his carton of milk open, "It's alright, I guess."
"Where'd you go before?" Jessica asked between bites of mystery pizza.
The conversation continued, uncomfortable small talk until Lisa eyes landed on a kid sitting alone across the room.
"See that guy?" She whispered loudly, "An omega M. Can you believe it? At our school! My dad said they're an abomination made by Satan himself. They're all going to Hell. Mutant mistakes." Lisa shook her head.
Sam watched the boy. Kid dressed all in black, matching the shiny onyx of his hair. He wasn't eating, seemingly very interested in the book laying open on the table in front of him.Sam cleared his throat,
"I...I'll see you guys later."
He picked up his tray and headed towards the guy.
He dropped in to the seat across from the kid, catching the other boy's attention.
The bluest eyes he had ever seen looked up, "You may want to reconsider your seating arrangement."
"Why's that?"
"If Lisa Braden has not already informed you, I am going to burn for eternity in Hell. Sitting at my table may be risking your salvation as well."
Sam couldn't fight the grin that spread across his face, "Well, the way she thinks, I'm pretty sure I'm going to Hell too. Be nice to have a friend there."
Blue eyes raised a brow. Sam reached across the table, offering a hand.
"Samuel Winchester, omega M, presented two years ago."
Now it was blue eye's turn to smile as he shook Sam's hand.
"Castiel Lange, omega M, presented nine months ago."
"Nice to meet you, Castiel."
"You as well."