fandomhigh | Dating, Hooking Up and Sex, Class 1, Friday period 3

Dean was leaning against the desk at the front of the room as he watched all the students file in.

"Hey guys," he said once everyone was seated. "Welcome to All You've Ever Wanted to Know About Dating, Hooking Up and Sex But Were Afraid to Ask. I'm Dean Winchester, the guy teaching it. Call me Dean; if you start calling me Mr. Winchester, I'm going to look to see if my Dad's back from his hunt and standing behind me.

"This workshop is about what it's titled -- I believe in truth in advertising," Dean said with a grin. "We're going to discuss, sex, and dating and hooking up, and how sometimes those things can be different on Fandom." He gestured at the board where he'd written out his planned syllabus. "That's pretty much how I'm planning on covering the subject matter, but I'm flexible. If something happens that is related to what we're talking about, we can discuss it in class here. Also, if you ever have any questions, ask. That's what I'm here for. Or if not me, you can ask one of the TA's," he added gesturing at Sammy and Chuck, "though they'll probably give you diametrically opposed answers. As for me, well, I'll try and always tell you exactly how I see things."

He got up and began a sort of slow pace in front of the class. "My first term as a student here, I took sex ed. The teacher was a bonifide professional -- ran the brothel in town and everything. I got a lot out of that class, even if I did end up being nicknamed Muskrat for a while.

"Now, I make no bones about not being a professional in this area," he continued. "But I will claim to be at least a talented amateur. More than that, I went to school here for three years which means if anyone knows what kind of stuff Fandom can throw at you, it would be me. And yeah, it's always a buttload of weird, but that doesn't mean it's always bad. I've had some awesome encounters that I'd never would have been able to have anywhere else. Really, if you keep an open mind, you can leave here with experiences that are truly once in a lifetime opportunities. And we're going to discuss making the most of them once we get the basics out of the way."

Dean stopped pacing and went back to leaning on his desk. "So that's the overview, now on to the introductions. We're going to go around the room, and everyone is going to give their name, how long they've been on Fandom, what sort of experience they have with the class subject, and what you hope to get out of class."

He looked around with a shit eating grin. "So who wants to start?"

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"Oh that's nice. Thanks," Chuck said, rolling his eyes.

Dean shrugged. "Just calling them like I see them. So you going to share why you look like crap?"

Chuck spared a quick glance over at Sam, fully prepared to bitchface if it turned out he tattled on him to Dean. "I'm just tired."

"Uh huh. Don't try to kid a kidder, dude."

Chuck groaned. "Can I just say it's been a stressful week and leave it at that? Everyone else was fine with that."

Yeah, Dean wasn't everyone else. "What kind of stress?"

"Does it really matter?" he asked. "It's not like it's anything you can help with."

"Humor me."

Chuck frowned again, not really wanting to share this with anybody, but he just knew Dean was harder to scare off than Sam or Castiel. It had been why he asked Sam not to say anything in the first place. Finally he just decided to just say it, because he had the feeling if he left Dean would just track him down.

"It's a lot of things, okay? My birthday's on Sunday, which has never been a good day for me, but this year I get the added bonus of officially getting my inheritance, which I am totally not ready for," Chuck said. For some reason when he started talking, he couldn't stop. "Who thought it would be a good idea to give me a company worth billions of dollars? I don't want to go off and take over yet. I'm not ready to leave. But there's this voice in my head that sounds exactly like my father's that's telling me the longer I stay here, the more people are going to think I'm hiding."

He felt kind of weird sharing that much at once. He hadn't done that since he went to confession over the summer.

Dean was quiet for a minute, absorbing what Chuck had told him. "I thought Chuck Bass didn't care what other people thought," he finally said.

Chuck shrugged. "I started caring when it became more than just me involved. I don't want to lose everything my father worked for."

This wasn't really the place to have the kind of discussion that this needed to be. "Okay, you and me, we're going to sit down tomorrow and hash this all out."

Chuck didn't even bother asking if there was any way to get out of this, because he knew what the answer would be. "Yeah, okay."

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