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Chapter 1: Women, Booze, and Good Old Rock n' Roll, Oh and A Curious Blue Eyed Guy
Dean Winchester opened up a cold beer on the back of the pick up truck holding the ice chests. He brought the glass bottle to his lips before taking the cold liquid in under the heat of the summer sun. This was it. This was the weekend the entire senior class was looking forward to. The camping trip of a lifetime, filled with what Dean loved the most: booze, women, and some good old rock and roll. He had begged his father to let him go as soon as he heard of it upon moving into town, but John was a little skeptical about the whole event. It was Dean's mother who finally convinced John, his father, to let him go.
"I'll see you on Monday, sweetie." Dean's mother, Mary, kissed his forehead and stroked a hand on his cheek. "Stay safe." Dean promised that he would and nodded at his father as a good bye. John sternly nodded back. Lastly Dean said goodbye to his kid brother by ruffling up his hair like he was petting a shaggy dog.
"Dean!" Sam grumbled and tried flattening his hair back down, but it was futile. "Just leave already." Sam crossed his arms and huffed. Dean just ruffled his hair again and leaned in to whisper.
"Want that room all by yourself, eh, Sammy?" He pulled back and winked, then laughed. His brother's face was completely red, as he was shouting 'NO!' Dean just chuckled and said goodbye once more before walking out the door. It was the weekend after graduation and the weekend of a lifetime. Dean couldn't wait until he could trek into the wilderness with his fellow graduates under the summer sun.
So now Dean was leaning against the pick up, taking sips from his beer to make it last longer, but the sun was unbearably hot and beating down on his back that he eventually chugged the beer and threw the bottle into one of the many trash bins that had started forming over the course of an hour. Dean had already set up his tent and threw his stuff inside. He stood outside it for a moment before eyeing a few girls that walked by in bikinis, ready to go sunbathe on the small dock near the camping site. Dean quickly stripped his shirt; he was already wearing his swimming trunks already, and threw it into his tent before chasing after the girls after grabbing another beer from one of the coolers.
"Hey, ladies. Mind if I join?" Dean said, swinging his muscular arms around the two girls' bare shoulders. They smiled and giggled. The three walked over to the dock. The girls laid their towels out, but Dean was all set for the water. He handed his beer off to one of the girls and saluted them before walking back to the end of the dock and using all the force he could muster to jump up and do a backflip into the water. The water splashed up on the girls and they shrieked before giggling some more when Dean surfaced. He ran his hands through his wet hair, spiking it up before swimming to the edge and pulling himself up on the dock. "Sorry, babes." Dean winked as he sat on the edge of the dock and let the sun dry his skin. The girls sighed and accepted the apology since after all it was i Dean. /i
"WINCHESTER!" Yelled a girl with blonde wavy hair. Dean sat in the sun for a moment before squinting his eyes over at the girl. Jo Harvelle, the girl that would be the girl of Dean's dreams, but her mother was too terrifying for Dean act on his impulses. "I thought you weren't coming this weekend?" Jo plopped down next to Dean and dropped her feet into the water. She swung her legs in the water creating small ripples. "Though, I am glad you did." Jo nudged Dean with her elbow and smiled.
Dean's lips formed into a smile. He nudged her back before splashing some water up on her. "I practically begged, John. He was skeptical about it from the beginning." Dean rolled his eyes. "Nothing but a bunch of babes, good booze, and good music." Dean leaned back and the girls sunbathing behind him and the one girl handed him his beer back. He held it up to the sun so that the brown bottle shined. He then pulled it to his lips and drank the rest. "That's what I am talking about." Dean set the bottle down and leaned back, his arms holding him up for support.
"My mom was a little worried, but I can take care of myself." Jo flexed her arm and tapped it with her other hand. "Where is your tent set up? I have to set up mine still." Jo pulled her feet from the refreshing water and stood on the dock. Dean looked up at her as she gave him a hand and helped him up from the wooden dock.
"I'm just over there, close to the coolers. Easy access." Dean grinned, the freckles on his face stood out more in the sunlight. He and Jo held hands as he pulled her over to the area his tent was in and they noticed that there was already a tent set up right next to his where Jo's was going to be. "Son of a bitch." Dean cursed. "You can probably tent next to whoever the hell is next to me already." Jo sighed, but agreed. Dean helped her with her bag and tent and they set up two doors down. Once everything was set up, Dean pulled Jo into a neck hug and rubbed her head. "Now if anyone gives you crap, I'm down two." Dean always felt protective of Jo, most likely because her mother told him to watch out for her. He wasn't about to defy Ellen Harvelle.
"Thanks, Dean, but I think I got it. Charlie is tenting up with me, so I will at least have someone else in my tent." Jo pulled her phone from her pocket and checked it quickly before turning it off for the weekend to preserve battery.
"Charlie?" Dean didn't know any guy named Charlie who was in their friend group. He knew of a few Charlie's on the trip, but none that he thought Jo would know.
"Charlie Bradbury." Jo patted Dean on the shoulder. "Don't worry, man. She's a good friend of mine from another school. She didn't have any plans so I invited her."
"She?" Dean nodded. He thought of some not so clean thoughts before giving Jo the 'not bad' face. Jo ended up punching him in the side before bursting out laughing. "I can dig it." Dean chuckled back. He raised his hands in defense. "Hey, guy's got to have dreams."
"Yeah, sure." Jo began to tie her hair back into a ponytail when a girl with bright red hair and equally bright clothing approached her. She tapped Jo on the shoulder and Jo flipped around and shouted with joy. "Charlie!" She hugged Charlie close and then went to introduce her to Dean. "Speak of the devil, this is Charlie Bradbury."
"A.K.A the coolest girl you will ever meet, ever." Charlie smirked and bowed like a knight in front of Dean. Dean returned the gesture with a confused look. When Jo snapped him a mean look, he shook away the weird feeling and said hello. "So where's camp?" Charlie asked.
"Right here." Jo said. Charlie looked devastated. Dean pegged her as a gamer chick, not to keen on the wilderness. Jo helped Charlie with her bags and set up her sleeping bag inside the tent. Dean left them to set up and went back to the dock where people were jumping off into the water and enjoying the beginnings of summer. Dean nodded his head to the music before once of his favorite songs started playing and he couldn't help but air guitar to it. i Carry on my Wayward son~ /i Dean was rocking out the air guitar when he accidentally bumped into someone. He stumbled back and apologized. When he saw the guy's face he was a little dumbfounded.
"Sorry, man." Dean apologized again. The guy just stared at him with deep blue eyes before clearing his thoughts and accepting the apology.
"It's fine." He said, looking Dean up and down before blushing. He scurried off down the path.
Dean shrugged it off, knowing he would introduce himself later. Right then wasn't important. What was important was the smell of grilled meat in the air. Dean sniffed the air and the smell led him to the small clearing where there were three or four grills lined up wit burgers and dogs grilling on them. Dean's mouth salivated as he walked closer to the grills.
"Almost done if you want to wait around a little longer." Said the shorter guy at the grill. His hair was long and Dean knew his face from school, but never really talked to the guy. He believed his name was Gabriel. He smiled and nodded at Gabriel, and after a few more minutes, he was handing Dean a plate with a large meaty hamburger on it.
"Thanks, dude." Dean said before taking a large bite out of the burger and moaning at its juicy goodness. A line soon piled up at the grills and Gabriel started handing burgers and dogs out until they were gone and he had to make more, but he saved a plate for himself and another for someone else. Dean watched from the makeshift, log bench he was sitting on. Gabriel went over to another guy and handed the plate to him. When Dean took a closer he realized that it was the same guy he bumped into. Dean threw his finished plate into the trash and proceeded to walk over to Gabriel and his unusual friend.
"Hey, sorry about earlier." Dean apologized for the third time. Gabriel looked up at him in confusion and then looked over to the other guy. Dean held his hand out to introduce himself. "Name's Dean Winchester." Gabriel smiled and then nudged the guy sitting next to him. The dark haired guy set down his plate and looked up at Dean. He grabbed Dean's hand and shook it.
"Castiel Novak." He said back. "It really isn't that big of a deal. I'm fine." Castiel picked his plate back up and took another bite of his hamburger. His sad looking eyes brightened up as he ate.
Castiel… Castiel… Dean thought. "You didn't go to school with us, did you?" Dean stood there and swayed on his bare feet. Some people walked by and handed Dean a drink. He sniffed it before taking a sip. "I'd know your face anywhere, pretty distinguishable." Dean saw a blush creep onto Castiel's cheeks.
"This is my brother." Gabriel finally said. "He's visiting for the summer, so I brought him along."
"Brother? You guys don't look anything alike." Dean glanced between the two. He could see small similarities, but couldn't get past how blue Castiel's eyes were and how golden Gabriel's were.
"Half brothers. I have a different mother." Castiel mentioned. He finished his burger before folding his paper plate and searching for a trash bin. Once he spotted one he excused himself and threw his garbage away. "But brothers, regardless." Castiel said, sitting back down on the makeshift bench. He stared up into the trees and let out a content sigh.
"Well, nice to meet you, Cas. I guess I will see you around." Dean nodded his head towards Castiel and then to Gabriel. He took another sip of his drink before saying goodbye for then and left to go watch people do the rope swing into the water.
The sun started to set before anyone realized. Mostly everyone was drunk. Dean was buzzed since he was able to hold his alcohol. He watched shivering people come out of the water dripping. When the sun finally set, people were changed into warmer clothes and setting up for the bon fire. Only the sober people were allowed to work the lighter fluid and set the fire up, that was the rule. They were a bunch of graduates ready to get stupid drunk, but they were at least going to be safe about it. Jo and Charlie found Dean and they picked a seat in the large circle surrounding the fire. They laid a large blanket down and then the three sat on it and watched a few people set up the fire and set it ablaze. The fire instantly warmed them up as they stared at the flames.
"This is the way to kick start summer." Dean announced. He slung his arm over Jo's shoulders and pulled her to his side. "We made it!" Dean yelled out. Cheers rang out around the bon fire and then laughter. Dean raised his beer bottle to toast, but couldn't think of anything to say. He hadn't been at the school for that long, his family moved around a lot, but he still felt like he belonged.
Jo tickled Dean's side. "I made it, not sure about you. I'm pretty sure you just screwed your way to graduation."
"It was only Mrs. Phillips!" Dean drunkenly whined back at Jo. They were silent for a moment before bursting out laughing.
Charlie giggled, but continued to stare at the small screen of her Nintendo DS. Jo nudged her and she finally set her game down and got up. "I'm getting drinks, anyone want anything." Dean chugged the rest of his beer and then asked for Charlie to bring him another one. Jo said she would have whatever. Charlie skipped off to the coolers and grabbed their drinks.
In the mean time, Dean and Jo sat closer to each other. Dean snaked his hand into Jo's and smiled at her. He squeezed her hand and she squeezed back. There was something untold about their whole situation, but it was a good silence. Dean didn't mind admiring her from afar and Jo did the same with Dean. Everyone told them they would be good together, but they didn't think so. Dean once said that they were better off 'friends with benefits' to which Jo punched him in the gut. Dean rubbed his thumb over the top of Jo's hand. She leaned over and placed her head on his shoulder. It was definitely a good way to start off the summer.
"Hey, got the drinks, bitches." Charlie stumbled in holding a few drinks in her hands: a beer for Dean and some wine coolers for herself and Jo. "Also, found another member for the fellowship." Hooked with her arm was Castiel. His cheeks were rosy and he held a red solo cup in his grasp.
"I don't understand that reference." He said, unhooking himself from Charlie and sitting down on the blanket next to Jo. He grabbed a few drinks from Charlie and handed them over to Dean and Jo. "Dean." He nodded, handing him his beer. "And…" He handed Jo her wine cooler.
"Jo, Jo Harvelle." Jo smiled, thanking Castiel for the drink.
"Castiel Novak." Castiel held a hand out to shake hello.
Jo let go of Dean's hand and took Castiel's, laughing at the formality. "Nice to meet you, Castiel." She shook his hand quickly before opening her drink and taking a sip. When she took the glass bottle away from her lips she pulled Charlie down to the blanket behind her and whispered in her ear. He's cute. Charlie shrugged, not really caring much about Castiel's appearance. Dean heard the badly whispered words and thought about it for a second. He thought it was just his intoxicated mind, but Castiel was pretty good looking.
"To Summer!" Dean fist pumped his beer into the air, some of the liquid spilling over the rim of the bottle and trickled down his hand. Castiel raised his cup next and then everyone else joined in.
"TO SUMMER!"
