"We are beginning a new group project today" Mr. Singer says in a voice so that everyone in the class hears him clearly.

Everyone immediately begins to look around at their friends choosing frantically who they would like to be paired with for the assignment.

"You will have assigned partners for this project"

He says as most of the class groans and whines, he begins naming off everyone's pairs and Dean secretly hopes to be paired with a particular raven haired boy in his class, because maybe then he can finally get the nerve to talk to him. Dean wasn't one to be nervous to talk to anyone, he was confident and popular and talked to anyone he wanted to talk to, but ever since the first day of class Dean couldn't get the nerve to talk to him, but that didn't stop him from staring. He feels like he could map out every single feature on the boys face. Suddenly, Dean found himself lost in his eyes that were so blue, and deep, and –

"Dean and Benny"

Dean's thoughts were cut off by his teacher naming his partner who, unfortunately, wasn't the raven haired boy. Dean wasn't upset about who he got as his partner though he figured there would be a better way to start a conversation with Castiel eventually.

"Charlie you are partnered with Castiel"

Dean made a mental note to ask Charlie about Cas again later. Charlie was Dean and Castiel's mutual friend, and Dean couldn't help but ask her about Castiel, he didn't even try to be subtle about it, after the hundredth time he asked, Charlie called him out on it telling him to 'knight up' and ask Cas himself. He needed someone to talk to about his massive crush and Charlie was one of Dean's only friends he could be himself with. She was the only friend who knew about Dean and he made her promise not to tell anyone his secret no matter what.

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There was yet another group project and Cas was partners with Charlie, I'm okay with that, he thought, even though he was slightly disappointed, he had been wanting Mr. Singer to partner him with Dean this whole year. Since he came to this school at the beginning of the year he had been crushing on Dean who sat a few rows behind him but Cas was new and decided from the start of the year to lay low and wait to come out until he was done with High School. He had less than a year left of High School and after all he heard about the brutality public school was for people like him he wasn't going to take the chance.

Mr. Singer was going through the last details of the project, and Cas figured it didn't matter if he was listening or not, there was going to be a paper handed out later explaining what he was going to need to do anyways.

"Well don't stand around like a bunch of Idjits, get with your partner and start talking about your project before the bell rings" Mr. Singer said in a gruff tone and using his signature word while he was at it.

"Hey Cas!"Charlie was clearly happy to have Castiel as a partner because she knew with him they would definitely ace this one with ease. Cas had made friends with Charlie pretty quickly in the beginning of the year, they bonded over their computer skills, and Cas realized that Charlie could hack into just about anything. He also found that Charlie's boredom was nothing to joke about. A month into their friendship and Charlie began hacking into Cas' online diary and the only reason Cas found out was because she slipped up one day and mentioned his crush on Dean, which he never told anyone except for his dairy, and he was very careful not to make it obvious. She was okay with him being gay because she was too. Never the less Cas then began writing pen to paper.

"Hey Charlie, have you gotten the information paper?"

"Yes, I figured you weren't listening, I could tell you were off in Final Fantasy land" she said smugly and with a wink.

Cas rolled his eyes, Charlie just wouldn't forget about what she read in his diary.

"So, what did you do this weekend?" He asked to change the subject and also to get some dirt on Dean. He knew that Charlie was with Dean this weekend but even though Charlie already knows he likes Dean he still doesn't like to just outright ask her about him.

"I was with Dean" She answered shortly, knowing it would bug Cas that she wasn't giving more details.

"Oh yeah? What did you guys do?" Cas prodded

"We swam at his house, and played some Call of Duty"

Cas instantly thought about Dean in his swim suit, shirtless. He imagined his abs, tan from working on his car outside, and the chlorine water trickling down from his hair. He was ripped out of his trance when the daily announcements began.

"There will be a school dance tonight at 7pm we are inviting everyone to come, there will be refreshments and a DJ there, come join the fun."

He could hear the shrill ring of the bell signaling the end of class. Cas got up and joined the ocean of wild kids in the hallway. He made it to his locker unscathed and noticed Dean at his own locker just across the hall, he stared at Dean and before he could force himself to look away Dean caught his stare for a second, Cas looked away sheepishly. He thought he might of seen the edges of Dean's mouth begin to curl into a smile but figured he was just imagining things, and didn't want to risk looking back. He quickly made his way out of the school and was on his way to his car when he noticed someone waiting for him there.

"Hey Cas!" Charlie yelled, her eyes bright with excitement

"Hey Charlie, what are you so excited about, I just saw you in Mr. Singers class"

"Are you planning on going to that dance tonight?"

"Um, no n-" He only got out a few words before Charlie interrupted him.

"Well, you are now because I am not letting you sit at home alone creeping on Dean's Facebook"

"Hey! I don't do that"

"Sure you don't you little Prince. Anyways, I think he said he is going to go tonight so maybe you can actually talk to him instead of stare at him. Plus, I need a wingman you know, with the ladies" She said as she wiggled her eyebrows at him.

Cas thought for a moment and finally gave a reluctant "Fine"

Besides, it couldn't be too bad, what was the worst that could happen.

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Dean didn't even remember why he decided to go to this stupid dance but he had already told Charlie he would and she seemed like she expected him to go. She acted a little excited about this particular dance; she was never excited about school dances. It seemed peculiar to Dean but he brushed it off thinking that it was just how Charlie was. Speak of the devil, he thought as he felt his phone vibrating in his back pocket.

How is it going are you about ready for the dance? – CH

I don't know, what am I even supposed to wear to these dances? – D

Haven't you been to one of these shindigs before? – CH

Yeah, but that was once in Freshmen year. – D

Just throw on something casual I guess – CH

Okay, when does this start again? – D

In about 30 minutes but everyone usually ends up going late anyways – CH

Okay, I guess I will see you there, don't pick up any chicks without me – D

Okay but no promises ;) – CH

Dean closed his phone and grabbed for a pair of jeans and his white T-Shirt, he figured this would be casual enough. He threw on his clothes and started to head out the door when something caught his eye. Words flew through his mind from one of his mother's poetry books that was laid open on the table, he read the first words he saw,

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will be more that pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Dean wasn't terrible at poetry but he never really liked it. For some reason, though, he couldn't get this poem out of his head. On his way to the dance he thought about a particular line in the poem, Come to me in my dreams, Dean hated sappy love things but this line made his mind wonder to the boy in his class, Castiel, causing him to shiver as he thought of all the dreams he has had about him, and how he longed to touch him more than anyone else he has ever known.

Dean finally made it to the school 30 minutes after the dance started, which Charlie had said was fashionably late. He went to sit down to wait for Charlie to get to the party. He sat glancing at the door and that's when he saw him, his mind going fuzzy as his heart raced. It made him sick with Chick Flick Moment. Cas was wearing a dark blue t-shirt that made his eyes look even more deep and beautiful and it made Dean wonder if that were even possible, they sparkled when the strobe lights hit them and he had to force his eyes off of him. He knew Charlie was going to push him into dancing with Cas by the end of the night, and his leg began to shake, popping up and down from his nerves, he could feel his heart beat a little faster at the thought as if it could beat any faster. He wasn't sure if he was nervous or giddy with excitement or both.