Castiel leaned back against the school building, idly studying the silver porsche in the parking lot. It was the closest car to the building, yet he didn't recognize it. A couple was silhouetted inside, so he could only assume they were someone's parents. School had just let out, after all. Not that Castiel really cared whose, but it was something to muse over while he waited for Lysander.
The redhead glanced over when the double doors opened, expecting to see his absentminded friend, but it was Amber who walked out. She waved to the car with that flashy smile of hers and jogged over, opening the door of the backseat and scooting inside. Her brother exited the school moments later. "Those your parents, Mr. President?"
Nathaniel paused, seemingly irritated as his eyes met Castiel's. "Yes, what does it matter to you?" The redhead pushed himself from the wall and wordlessly snatched the blonde's tie, jerking him over. "Hey, what are-!" Nathaniel's words were smothered as Castiel's lips smashed to his. He froze, practically paralyzed. After a long moment of his stunned paralysis, the blonde came back to his senses. He was about to push Castiel away, but the other teen released him by himself, smiling smugly. Kissing Nathaniel wasn't really something he planned to do, or particularly enjoyed. But it was a great humiliation tactic.
"What the hell was that for!?" Nathaniel cried, furiously wiping his mouth on his sleeve. The redhead snickered and pointed to the car where the blonde's parents sat, most certainly gawking. "You're going to have a lot of explaining to do." Nathaniel gasped sharply in realization, whipping his head from his peer to the porsche and back again, growing fraught. "You're an asshole!" He glared and then took off for the car.
"See you tomorrow, Cupcake!" Castiel called after him gleefully, obnoxiously loud on purpose.