Okay so I promised myself that I wouldn't make another chapter story until I finished the ones I have but then this idea came to me and I couldn't help but write it down! I really hope people like it. If people do I'll keep writing it if not then I don't know what I'll do with it… but here it is! I hope you enjoy it!

Oh yeah and I don't own anything or Destiel would be so real it hurt and that woman would leave my boys alone… so as you can tell I don't own Supernatural!

Leaning his head against the window of the car Castiel scrunched up his nose. He couldn't believe his parents were actually doing this to him. His summer was supposed to be fun and well… indoors. Sitting in a car in nowhere Kansas was not where he was supposed to be. He had no idea where his parents got this stupid idea, sending him to Kansas while they went on vacation. Sure he was the only one of his siblings who was still at home but he couldn't help the fact that he was born to late or whatever it was. He was seventeen so he was perfectly able to be at home alone while his parents went to Europe. Hell when they told him they were going he was hoping he would be left behind to do what he did best, sit on his laptop and write or read books. This all vanished when they told him their 'great' plan.

His father went to college with a man named Bobby Singer who ran 'Camp Karen' in Kansas by the Kansas River and some Perry Lake or whatever. Why it was called Camp Karen confused Castiel to no end, why would a man name his camp Karen? He brushed it off however when his parents told him he was going to be spending his summer there. Not at home in Chicago where he could stay in his families huge house in the city where he could sit at home and be bothered by no one! No Castiel Novak was spending his time at camp in the middle of nowhere where he was supposed to sleep in a cabin. All he could be thankful for was that it was in fact in a cabin and not in a tent or something, that would be where he drew the line at this whole camp thing.

Not that he hadn't tried drawing the line at going to camp at all but that didn't work. He begged and pleaded with his parents but nothing worked. He was never an outdoor fan, even when he was little. Recess was hell for him, when he realized he could stay in the library during those times he was literally overjoyed. Just the word camp made his skin crawl. All it symbolized was bugs, sleeping outside, the forest, cooking outside, no civilization, and a list of other unpleasant things that made him angry. He wasn't sure how far away from a city he would be but they probably wouldn't have wifi, he brought his laptop though, just in case he did manage to connect to wifi.

Glancing up at his parents in the front seat Castiel loved his head away from the window and leaned back in the seat. He vowed not to talk to them for the rest of the summer if they made him get in the car. They did of course. They made him get on the plane and get in the car after that so he had yet to speak to them. His parents had tried, they really did, and this actually had to be the first five minutes that they hadn't tried to speak to him. He was happy about this for once. He hated it when they tried to talk to him, or when his mom did. She sounded so sad, maybe she learned now that no matter how hard it actually was to ignore her, he was going to do it.

His bright blue eyes caught the classic and stereotypical camp sign saying 'Welcome to Camp Karen!' in painted letters that were slightly fading. Clenching his fist he slammed his head back into the seat behind him. The only way to describe his attitude was brat but he had a very good reason. His father turned around in the front seat and grinned at him, he thought this was a great idea, Castiel actually had a good reason to believe that this was his father's idea that his mother just went along with.

As they drove up Castiel could see a few other cars and some other campers, it wasn't a big camp, there were four cabins, two for boys and two for girls it seemed by the fact that he could read 'boys' over the top of two cabins and girls over the top of two others. There was a small office looking building in the center. There was a long building with bar like windows that he had no idea what it was supposed to be. There was a long path that was obviously for walking that lead behind a hill, another path that led into the forest (where he would never go unless dragged) and a path that was obviously made by a car or truck that led into the forest as well. It was probably where this Bobby guy lived without having to be in the camp.

"Well looks like most everyone is here Castiel! How's that." His mother asked from the front seat looking back at him as his father put the car into park.

He scoffed and bit his tongue, he wanted to snap at her, yell, ask her to take him home but he had to keep quiet. Pushing his door open before his parents could talk to him any longer he walked to the back popping the trunk of the car. Quickly his mother and father got out of the car behind him. Pulling his things from the trunk he looked around him trying to ignore his parents as they started talking to him.

He noticed a woman with short spiky brown hair telling people to pick from the two cabins allowed for their gender. Castiel had no idea which cabin he would pick, he would probably follow the nicest looking person, he wasn't very good at picking things, he always felt like people would not like him for whatever reason they had. He wasn't good at making friends, the people he was friends with in Chicago were the people he'd known all his life from like kindergarten when you made friends by saying hello.

His eyes landed on a boy with curly hair who was fidgeting around as his parents talked to him. He was small and wiry looking with pale blue eyes but he looked nice enough. Not to mention the fact that he had a notebook with him and several pencils sticking out from his bag. Castiel decided he would follow this guy to which ever cabin he went into. Looking around again his eyes passed over a pissed off looking African-American kid, a snobby looking blond girl, a shorter girl with a brown bob who he could hear her parents calling her Tessa, there was another girl with long curly brown hair who was being called Lisa, a pretty girl with blondish colored hair and blueish eyes her name had to be Bela from the way the man who he assumed was her father was screaming it at her.

Before he could look at anyone else his mother pulled him into a tight hug. "I love you Castiel, you know this isn't a punishment. We both love you and want you to have a good time, make new friends! Please Castiel!"

As much as he wanted to keep silent he couldn't, "I know mom, love you to." He muttered before also muttering the same to his father who said they would write him while they were gone.

He watched the car drive away as he stood holding his stuff in his arms. Frowning he looked around for the nervous looking boy who was walking into a cabin with a big 2 on it. He clenched his jaw noticing that there were three other boys walking into the same cabin. Biting his lip he looked over to the cabin that was the farthest away from the others with a big 1 painted on the front. There were bags on the front steps so someone was in there but he had no idea who it was. He could only hope that it wasn't the pissed off boy as he walked into the cabin.

When he did see who was in the cabin he wasn't sure how he had missed this guy before. He had long hair in a mullet he really wasn't sure what it was called. He was pale with a slightly pointed nose and a wide grin. He was shorter than Castiel and thinner but he had more muscle on his arms than he did. He stuck out his hand and his already wide smile got bigger, "I'm Ash welcome to Camp Karen newbie!" this guy's voice let him know what he already knew which was that this guy was southern.

Castiel stared at Ash's hand for a moment before smiling at him as he shook his hand. "Castiel Novak… wish I could say it was good to be here." He muttered looking away as he forced a smile on his lips.

Ash gave him a knowing smile and shrugged, "Yeah my first year here was hell for a bit but it gets better. Hated it when I found out there was no power or cell phone service." Castiel groaned as his unasked question as answered. "So city boy where you from?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

Castiel couldn't fight the grin as he looked down at his clothes. Where Ash was wearing a cut off sleeveless plaid shirt and torn jeans he was wearing a Doctor Who t-shirt and dark jeans with not a speck of dirt on them. "Is it that obvious I'm from the city?" he asked raising an eyebrow as Ash shrugged, "I suppose it is… but I'm from Chicago."

Ash nodded as his grin spread, "I've gotten an invitation to Chicago for some science award… I was busy that day…" he shrugged it off. Pulling his eyebrows together Castiel looked at the boy before him. The only science thing he knew of in Chicago was something for geniuses and this guy couldn't be… could he? "Oh man!" he jumped slightly when Ash's voice pulled him from his mind. "Just realized what your shirt was! Sammy is gonna love you!"

"Sammy?" he raised an eyebrow.

Ash nodded as he began to put his things away in the drawers by the beds. "Yeah Sam and Dean Winchester, Bobby is their uncle so they come here every summer and help out with the horses and shit. They always room in this cabin with me and usually no one but you're here this year. Sam's the youngest in camp, only fourteen and actually too young to be here but no one is gonna bitch because Bobby is his uncle and Dean would beat the shit out of anyone who had a problem." He chuckled a bit. "But don't worry Sam is pretty cool and Dean really only has a problem with Crowley and Gordon so don't worry about anything." Ash waved his hand and grinned at Cass.

"Which bed is open...?" if Ash and the Dean and Sam people always had a cabin to themselves then there had to be a bunk that was always empty. He pointed to the top bunk on the other set of beds and Castiel walked over to the other side of the room putting his things in the drawers.

"Dean will have to deal with you above him and find a new place for his shit, he's afraid of heights and Sam doesn't like Dean sleeping under him, he kicks the bottom just to annoy him." He said putting the last of his things away and sitting down on the bottom bed.

As Castiel put the last of his things away he looked back at Ash who was grinning. "Time to meet your fellow campers' city boy!"

Yep there it is… the first chapters… I really do hope you all like it and if you do give me some feedback! I'm really proud of this… I like this one as much or more than I like my Choirboy story. So I really do hope you all like this one… I'll probably update it soon if a lot of people like it… if not I'll update another story before this one! Please let me know if you like it!