Let Me Be ME

by Janet-Mufasa

All Alexy wanted was to listen to his music. All Castiel wanted to do was preform. Problems with teachers and the weight of life dragging them down, they use the music to escape but everyone seems to be against it. After getting his stuff taken away by a teacher Alexy runs off to hide at the bottom of a staircase only to overhear someone singing and playing guitar in the room below

1. Chapter 1

Title: Let Me Be Me
Rating: PG
First or Third Person or Script/Lyrical/Poetic: Third Person
Main Character(s): Castiel and Alexy (Armin and Lysander are also present... naturally)
Genres I Would Categorize This Under: Romance, Friendship Hurt/Comfort (all that sweety stuff)
Type of Fanfiction: Short story and Boys Love o3o
Serious or Leisurely Writing: Leisurely... the whole story was dreamt up on a whim
Completed?: No.
Anything extra?: I created this because I can't find Castialexy shipping ANYWHERE! oAo The BL Feels! A;

Yeah it's pretty crack-tastic I know but still, gimme the time of day XD it's pretty cute and not too OOC.

Breaking Point Alexy bobbed his head gently to the sound of his favourite music blasting through the headphones around his ears. He tapped his foot to the rhythm and hummed to the tune as the sound of the rising-in-popularity techno/pop artists "Ka1eid0sc0pe" buzzed around until the end of the song.

The class was mostly silent aside from his continuous hum and the occasional loud tap of a pencil on the wooden desk at which he sat. Some turned to look in his direction wondering if he'd stop any time soon, and others tried to ignore him.

"da da daaa..." he sang mindlessly as he stared out the window of the second story classroom.

Suddenly a huge wad of crumpled paper hit his head and he jolted upright in his seat and screamed briefly, whipping his head back and forth and struggling with his fingers to find the pause button on his iPod.

The class erupted into laughter as the blue haired twin glared at the person behind him who smugly grinned at him and then flicked her hair back around her shoulder.

Ripping off his head phones, but carefully of course, He hissed at her:

"Can't you be a little more subtle, Amber?"

The blonde giggled and shrugged, playing dumb as she returned to filing her nails instead of doing her work. He narrowed his eyes at her and rolled his iPod in his hands a few times trying to calm down before playing his song the rest of the way out.

He didn't MEAN to sing and hum out loud like that. It was just a tic that he hadn't yet found any control over. On the inside he could be a very lyrical person, and knew every tune from "Ka1eid0sc0pe" off by heart on the keyboard he had at home, which he used to replicate his favourite songs that didn't have lyrics as some techno tended not to.

He sighed and wished his brother was in his World History class. Mr. Faraize snored loudly from the front of the room having fallen asleep during their test and all the kids turned their attention to him now, giggling and passing notes quietly once more.

another piece f paper hit his head just as he was about to put his head phones back on.

he whipped around and glared at the culprit.

"I don't think so smurphy. You've been rendering us deaf with your incessant music all class! I'm amazed you haven't gone deaf yourself!" she whispered, looking him up and down like he was last weeks fashion trend.

he felt a jolt in his chest and looked down at his clothes which were always the boldest of colours and the most peculiar in fashion. Some made comparisons of his attire to the 80's and other embarrassing eras in the clothing industry but he couldn't care less what they thought so long as he liked it... well.. usually that was the case.

Swivelling around again to face the teacher he hung his head and stared at his ipod. He pressed the 'unlock' button to check the battery life..

"ACK!" he shot up and cried at the low battery life of 10%, finally waking up the teacher, who coughed and sputtered irritatedly before his eyes setting on Alexy.

"You! Young man, what are you doing with that technology in class?" He singled him out, embarrassed at having fallen asleep. He normally was a more easy going and docile teacher but with Alexy this was an ongoing issue.

"No, it's not... I just.." Alexy stuttered shyly. He didn't like having grown ups, and especially men yell at him. It wasn't anything in particular, it's just that they were so scary when they were angry from time to time.

Mr. Faraize sighed and cooled himself down before walking over to the ever shrinking boy who sheepishly looked away clutching his security devices tightly to his chest.

Amber sniffed and whispered to Alexy in her catty little voice, "Busted..." and he growled lowly.

After an initial physical struggle, the teacher finally prized the device from him and took the headphones with him too as if to add insult to injury. Alexy glared as his loved belongings were hauled away too the front of the desk.

"You can have them back at the end of the week." Mr Faraize stated.

Alexy leapt out of his pouting and slammed his hands on the table, crying in response, "What do you mean all week? I can't have them back until Friday? You HAVE to be kidding me!"

Mr Faraize stood up and as calmly as he could replied, "Alexy, please sit down or I will have to bring this matter further to the principal. It's been an ongoing problem all year and I'm not about to let you win so easily. The rules come first here at school and that is final!"

Alexy opened his mouth as though about to retort when another wad of paper hit is backside.

'Sit down you stupid clown, your big ugly butt is in the way of the board!" amber dared to speak up.

Mr Faraize gave her a stern look before ignoring her completely and turning back to Alexy.

"Sit down Alexy or there will be consequences." he stated again.

Fuming and enraged, both for knowing Mr Faraize was right AND for wishing that he wasn't in taking away his things, before he could break down and cry in front of everyone, he did what any guy put on the spot might do: Act tough.

"Oh, whatever, keep them then. It's not like I care..." he sassed before sitting down hard.

"That's it, Mr alexy I will be taking this to the principal and we can discuss this with your parents." The teacher replied, not appreciating the uncalled for attitude and scene the boy had made.

alexy shot up and ran out of the room, angry at how things had somehow escalated that badly.. what had gone wrong? how had that even happened? It all had started with him harmlessly listening to his music like he always did, waiting to pack up three minutes to the bell, and then secretly charging his stuff in the library during break.

It was one of his big escapes from the worries of life, one that he was free to do in public without being judged. He was connected to it, and he was so immersed in it that it became almost as a part of his life as breathing was. That and fashion, as out-dated as he may be perceived to be by the narrow minded and judgemental eye...

he did this all the time but as of recent he was just being 'blessed' with the worst of luck, and after one thing lead to another he had somehow become labelled as a 'problem' student, despite being a really good kid. Now all the staff and students were treating him in a different way that he felt was rather unfair and unnecessary.

He never had any ill intentions and rarely lost his temper like that but maybe all the singling out and picking on he had endured was all just crashing down at once

finally he stopped wandering around the school aimlessly and he slumped over at the bottom of the first floor staircase.

"All I wanted to do was listen to my music..." he sighed.