"Hey Castiel," a cute girl with curly hair stood facing him. She stood about his height, blonde and blue eyes. He replied with a blank face, no words and walked away.
Strange girl, he thought. Castiel walked down the bright hallways that were covered in white and blue school spirit and the aroma of popcorn. His class was two floors up known as the nerd unit.
Castiel walked up the steps passing all the other kids that were quite bigger than him. He was a small built, handsome with short brown hair. His green eyes often caught the attention of female teachers.
He walked into class five minutes early. He sat quietly in the corner-most seat away from the teacher but closest to the door.
Mr. Z walks into class with a suspicious look on his face. He was a middle-aged man, balding. He was not the prettiest sight but of course that didn't matter to Castiel.
"I expected to see you here, Castiel." Castiel nodded and lowered himself in his seat, hoping he would somehow turn invisible.
The bell rang and children poured into the classroom like rats. Castiel noticed the same girl from earlier; she sat next to him. She was a weird one he thought, even for his standards.
She chewed gum and popped bubbles purposely close to Castiel's ear. "Do you mind?" Castiel kept his composure and stared at the empty black board.
"Oh, so you talk, huh?" She chewed obnoxiously making Castiel queasy. "You know earlier today, I wasn't hitting on you, so don't get that idea." She talked like a boy, careless, sweet and a bit unpredictable.
Castiel did not speak. She continued staring at him and he fought to not look back at her, no matter how cute she was. What a shitty day it is becoming. She does not belong here. She's just taking history for the hell of it. God, I hate fools.
The door opened and a boy barged in falling halfway through the door. Speak of the devil. Mr. Z stared at Dean Winchester as he walked towards his desk with a note. Dean turned to the class with his cheeky smile. No one responded. "Tough crowd," he spoke under his breath, pulling back the smile.
What the hell was he expecting? Castiel stared at the empty desk in front of him. Please, please, please don't sit here. He closed his eyes and wished long and hard.
He opened one eye to find Dean sitting at the desk facing directly at him. "You okay little"— he turned to face the girl next to Castiel, "haven't met you before, come here often?"
She popped her big pink bubble gum and rolled her eyes staring at the ceiling. She looked at him while he was gawking at her pretty face. "I'm with him," she pointed to Castiel.
Dean and Castiel faced each other. Dean narrowed his eyes. As much as Castiel wanted to speak and tell him otherwise he was too afraid to.
"Well I was looking for volunteers, but I guess Winchester, Castiel and the lovely Joanna Beth Harvelle would love to come up." Mr. Z and the rest of the class gazed at the corner of the classroom where the three sat quietly.
"The names Jo and I refuse to get up." She spoke with confidence and continued to roll her eyes and blow bubbles. Dean turned to face Mr. Z, "I'm with Blondie here." Jo threw a pencil at Dean's head.
Dean scratched his head. Castiel turned to the fools sitting near him. "That's my pencil you threw," Castiel looked displeased.
"Well, alright. The three of you can stay afterschool with me. It will be nice. Just me, Castiel, Winchester and Jo…oh yes and 3 fat dictionaries to copy." The three stared at Mr. Z wide-eyed. There was a little roar of giggles in the class.
"Shit." Dean looked down talking under his breath.
"Nice going, Romeo." Jo slammed Castiel's pencil back on his desk startling him into an inner frenzy. Castiel looked outside at the beautiful and oddly perfect day that he was about to miss.
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The bell rang. "I have detention, Gabriel. I'll see you at home." Gabriel looked at Castiel funny, said nothing and continued walking home. As if he even cares, he thought.
Early as usual, Castiel sat in detention hall early. It was a giant room built for people like Dean and Jo. Morons, he thought. The walls were covered in motivational posters; kind of reminded him of a kindergarten class. I guess it's for people with that mentality, I don't belong here.
The final school bell rang and Mr. Z walked in with one of the new teachers. "Children, I'm sorry to inform you but I won't be supervising. Good day." Mr. Z left happily.
"Hello, my children. I have been longing to meet you." The new teacher came off a bit weird to Castiel; nevertheless he continued to sit there listening.
Dean walked in casually late followed by Jo who probably had the same piece of gum in her mouth. They sat close to Castiel. Of course, Castiel just wanted the day to be over.
"Take a seat everyone." Castiel looked around at the kids. They seemed pretty normal to him.
What looked like a couple, barged in last minuet as the new teacher closed the door. "I told you we'd get in trouble, Ruby." The boy was tall with dirty blonde hair; he stood next to a brunette with cold eyes but a pretty face.
"Take a seat. You are late for class. You'd be late for your funeral if you could"—he stopped and looked around the giant classroom with his gazing eyes—"let's see now," he said under his breath.
"My name is Azazel Yel, but if you wish you may call me sir. I know what you may be thinking. Who is this fine young fellow standing before us? Well I am a transfer teacher who specializes in students like you." His pale yellow cornea almost blended in with his hazel iris.
Castiel stared back at the deep wrinkles on his face. Oddly enough, they weren't as visible. Somehow his face had beauty and unity that you would expect from an old Hollywood actor
Castiel did not trust this man one bit. He looked at Jo who had a pencil between her teeth. He could hear chatter and agreed that this place sucked.
"Now, children let's get down the rules shall we? I respect you, so I expect the same from you. There will be no excessive talking; asking for an eraser is fine. There will be no talking back to me or arguing." He continued laying down the rules and walked around the classroom.
"There will be no violence as I hate violence. You know what else I hate," he bent down towards Jo's face. "Stinky breath?" She spoke almost trying to be funny.
"No love," he grinned as if forcing every muscle in his face to move. "I hate bubble gum." He stared at her face long and hard. "Fine, you only won because this gum lost its flavour." She walked over to the trashcan, held back her blonde hair and spat aggressively. She stared back at YellowEyes with a vicious frown.
Dean turned to Castiel, "that was kind of hot wasn't it?" Castiel faced Dean staring at him with a blank face and looked back at YellowEyes. Dean stopped smiling and did the same.
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Castiel opened his book to the assigned page. He didn't have a problem learning new words and writing the definition, his problem was the constant bickering from both sides. He turned to Ruby. She stared back at him with her dark eyes.
"You need something, freak?" She was mean but subtle. The dirty blonde haired guy next to her looked at Castiel with a queasy smile signalling she's crazy.
"You leave him alone, bitch." Dean to the rescue, Castiel thought looking down slightly glad. Dean looked over Ruby's shoulder. "Sam? What the hell, man? She's one of them!"
Sam shrugged his shoulders turning away. He came face to face with YellowEyes and their eyes met perfectly as if planned. "I like you," he said. YellowEyes stood up tall towering Sam like a scarecrow. "Tell you what, why don't you and your little friend here hand out the dictionary and we will get started." He stared at Ruby directly in her big brown eyes.
Jo and Dean glanced at each other. "Something is not right with this guy," Dean said turning to Jo. She turned to Castiel, "what do you think, honey?" Castiel put his head down. This is a nightmare.
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"Great work my kids. Now leave your day's work and collect your day's pay, which of course is your freedom. So, Mr. Winchester you may stop smiling." Dean rolled his eyes, dropping his paper on the teacher's desk and headed straight for the door.
Sam smiled at YellowEyes and did the same. He caught up to Dean and the two left school. Ruby stood behind Castiel glaring at the back of his head till Castiel felt it.
"I'm sorry, did you need something." His words came out stronger than he intended. So much for staying neutral, he thought.
"You better watch your back. I know you aren't the angel you try to show everyone you are." She glared at him constantly until Jo came between them staring Ruby straight in her cold, dark eyes.
"I don't know who, or what you are, but you're going down." She flipped her blonde bouncy curls and grabbed Castiel and was on her way.
Castiel didn't like being dragged, but a pretty and aggressive girl like her could get her way with him. They left the school and Jo still held Castiel's arm. She flipped him so he would face her. He had an emotionless face.
"There are the lovers we were looking for." It was Dean. Boy, am I glad to see him, Castiel thought. Never in my life, have I ever thought, would I feel the need to say that.
"We aren't a couple"—Castiel tried to talk but Jo stood between them with her sassy face on. "So," She spoke as if she wanted to eat him alive. How vicious.
"Well, we all have the same opinion on Mr. Sunshine that runs detention. I thought we would check him out-you know his extracurricular activities." He stood tall like a leader. Castiel admired his stance.
Jo looked at Castiel and smiled. "Great we could be the modern day Mystery Inc." She took Castiel by the arm. Fuck my life, Castiel thought.
"Great then, I'll be Daphne and Sam could be Fred." Ruby grasped Sam's arm from behind and leaned against him blushing. Sam blushed back turning away trying hard to hide his feminine side.
Dean stood alone staring at the four cuddling. He felt sick to his stomach and looked away.
Castiel looked up, "Great, I'll be Scooby." The crowd stared at Castiel awkwardly. Dean jumped in, "right, this is very awkward so let's just move on."
"Right." The crew got a move on leaving Castiel behind.
Castiel caught up running and stood behind the gang. "Mr. Z patrols the hallways during this time. We have to be careful."
"Wow. How do you know that, Castiel?" Ruby shot a glance at Castiel. Not wanting to speak further, Castiel couldn't take more awkward looks when he spoke. "Uh-He's kind of my Uncle."
Jo stared at Castiel. "Now, was that necessary?" She nodded her head in disappointment. "Wait, what does the Z stand for then?" She seemed serious so Castiel answered. "Zachariah," he looked passed them to signal the start of their journey.
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Ruby pulled a sting above her. "I think I found it," she whispered. Giving it a huge tug she felt something was not right. The sound of a toilet flushing was heard and echoed around them.
"Good work, Ruby. Why didn't you just scream we're here? You know or put up a neon sign on our foreheads before we walked in." Dean stared at what he thought was Ruby, in the dark. The five kids stood in the dark searching for the magical string that would light up the room.
"Here it is," Castiel pulled the string to light up the most disgusting bathroom he had ever seen. Jo covered her mouth intending to vomit. She went over to Dean's face and pulled his ear till he was turning red. "Serves him right!" Ruby added in.
"Okay, guys. I know it stinks and we all hate Dean for choosing this bathroom to be our headquarters, but we have to get something on YellowEyes." Sam took the leadership. "What are we going to do?" Castiel barged in politely.
"We should just lock him up in here, I mean what better punishment could Dean have thought of?" Jo pulled Dean's ear once again. Despite the nastiness, a joy ran through Ruby's face every time she did that.
"Okay! Let go"—Dean shoved Jo away from his face—"I'll tell you what we need to do. We need to split up. Two of us will search the office, one will stay on guard and the other two will search the detention hall."
"Great, I'll keep watch," Castiel knew he would suck at searching. He was very clumsy.
"Alright, Dean it's you and I in the office and Sam and Ruby in the classroom. Let's roll guys! Oh yes and"—Jo leaned over to Castiel's face and gave him a big kiss on his cheeks—"stay safe Castiel."
Castiel was smiling on the outside but on the inside he thought Ewwww. He wiped his face repeatedly hoping he could scrape skin off at the contact. They all walked towards the staircase. Dean walked in first looking around and listening for any signs of Z.
"Coast is clear but stay low," he whispered to Jo, while Sam and Ruby headed towards the north hallway. Castiel looked around. "Something's not right; someone out there is watching us." He pointed to a row of lockers.
The lockers were close to the stairways that Dean was heading up. "Be careful, Dean! He's lurking somewhere out there!" Castiel tried not to show emotion or any concern for the big jerk but he couldn't help it.
Jo climbed up the stairs quickly moving quietly like a lioness hoping to prowl prey. Castiel stood quietly with his heart racing with great intensity. What the hell did I get myself into? He scrunched his T-Shirt where his heart was. I must be strong.
Castiel followed the kids up the stairs. He looked back every other step hoping to God that nothing was out there, especially YellowEyes.
They arrived at the top of the stairs. Dean signalled Castiel to take base near the door while they rummaged through the office. Castiel sat quietly behind a trashcan with his heart pounding fast. He closed up in fetal position. I've never been more scared or unsure in my life, he thought out loud.
Loud footsteps were heard from the end of the hallway. Castiel crawled into the room where Dean and Jo had gone into. "Guys? Someone is coming, hide quickly."
Dean and Jo threw everything in their hands away and slid under the desks that had covers. Castiel blindly slid under the same desk as Dean.
"This isn't awkward at all," Dean tried to slip him the hint that they were too close. "I think it is awkward," Castiel replied not understanding sarcasm. "Guys, shut up!" Jo peeped through to make sure nothing was happening to Castiel.
The door cracked open. The hearts of the three kids were so loud that it seemed pointless to hide.
"Should we clean this room?" A loud voice of an old man called out. A voice returned with, "Nah, fuck it! It's clean enough. This is where the smart kids learn they never make a mess."
They closed the door and the kids left their premises. "Buddy?" Dean looked over to Castiel who continued caressing Dean's rough arms. "Yes?" Castiel's words were almost whispers.
Castiel looked down at the arms where they were touching and retrieved faster than a blink. He turned to face a wall with his face flushing red. Shit.
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"So Ruby and I found nothing. We looked in his drawers, found some old attendances some weird scribbles and drawings but that's about it." Sam looked at Dean straight-faced. Sam threw down the drawings.
The crew sat comfortably behind the school. It was evening time and all the children in the playgrounds had begun to go home. Castiel watched all the little boys and girls pack up their sandcastle building equipment and salvage back to their safe homes.
Jo softly slid the back of her hand down Castiel's face. A shiver overtook Castiel's spine. Why can't she let a good thing be?
He turned to her, removed her hand and smiled. He moved away from her an inch while she wasn't looking. He looked at Sam and Dean who were discussing mysterious drawings that Sam and Ruby had found. Ruby stared at one in particular.
The drawing had a face of a human and eyes that were dark and soul-less. The eyes had one speck of light each it seemed and no emotion. Written under it in small-print was: my children.
Castiel took the drawing from Ruby and stared at it for a while. The gang looked at Castiel for a moment. "How did he write so tiny?" Ruby grabbed the paper from Castiel's hand almost ripping it. "I thought you were smart, Castiel." She shot him a dirty look.
"Easy there," Sam took the paper from Ruby. "Something about this is so familiar I could"—Jo looked up at Sam's face—"could relate to it?" Sam looked at Jo thinking she knew something he didn't, "yeah, something like that."
"You hiding something from us Sammy?" The big brother in Dean rose up to the occasion. "No…well, yes." The group stared at Sam as he looked deeply at the drawing.
"I saw it in a dream; a recent dream. Anyways it's getting late let's discuss this tomorrow, alright." He got up and picked up his school bag, folding the paper in half and placing it neatly in the front-most pocket of his bag.
Ruby got up and grabbed her bag, dusting off her pants. She ran up to Sam and the chattering voices were no longer heard as they walked down the field.
The sun began to set and Castiel stared up at the colorful skies.
"I wonder what's up with Sam. Hey Castiel, how are you getting home today?" Dean glanced at Castiel as he continued looking up. "Earth to Castiel! Who are you thinking of? Me?" Castiel looked around at Jo and Dean, half blushing and half confused.
"Father's calling me, I must go." He got up and dusted his clothes and walked off into the distance. Jo and Dean watched him stare up at the returning stars.
Jo put her hands around her knees and looked up. "I don't know what is with him. He seems…different." She leaned against Dean. "Well this is unexpected; you've been beating me up all day," Dean leaned closer to her.
"I guess you're not that bad. Do you have gum?" They smiled at each other and began to giggle.
Dean looked past Jo. "Hey, who is that kid? School was over 3 hours ago, what the hell is he doing leaving at this time?" Jo turned to Dean, "Hey that's Castiel's older brother."
Jo turned to Dean. "He's probably a nerd like Castiel, now are you going to walk me home or not?" Dean was still focused on Gabriel. He looked back at Jo who stood there impatiently. "Let's go."
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