Castiel hated when he was dragged into places he really really didn't want to go. It always happened. He had plenty of older brothers. He was the youngest boy out of 8 kids. 3 girls and 5 boys. Out of everyone his sister wanted to bring to this stupid fucking concert, it had to be him. His sister was basically forcing him to go to a Sam Winchester concert. No one ever asked him if it was okay. His mother just told him he had to go, and not complain about it. If it was some other concert, it would be fine. Just, not this guy, anyone but him.
Castiel hated the kid. He was like Justin Bieber, but not as douchey and didn't have an on and off thing with some actress.. He's annoying as fuck. All these girls would obsess over him, including Cas's sister. When in reality, only girls between the ages of 8 and 13 actually thought he didn't suck. He was one of the jokes of the music industry. He had the kind of sappy love songs that made you cringe at the first note of it. The funniest thing about him, was the fact that he was about 6 foot 4, so whenever he took pictures with the girls, they looked about half his size. He was always either wearing hoodies or plaid, and he desperately needed a haircut. Cas could just write a whole entire book about how much he did not like this guy.
"Come on" she whined, "We have to go!" He started pulling on Cas's arm to try to make him stand up from the couch.
Castiel groaned. "It's 4! The concert doesn't start until 9. I think we have time until we have to go. Plus, we have reserved seats, and a meet and greet. What are you so worried about? We'll leave at 7." Cas yanked his arm from her grasp. He continued reading his book, hoping to get some more of it in before he had to drive her. He wanted to keep some of his sanity before it had to be pulled out of him.
"Everybody knows that you're lame if you're not at a concert early! Plus, I need to get merch so I need to be there early to buy stuff before everyone else takes it! And, I want to be able to see if I can catch him if he's just walking around. Come on, Cas! This is Sam we're talking about! He's my future husband so I want to let him know how much I love him that I go earlier than everyone else!" She just kept pushing it. She wouldn't shut up about her many, many reasons on why they just had to go now
Castiel sighed loudly, "Fine, fine fine! We'll leave at 6." he put his book down, and gave her the look that he knew freaked her out. He made it clear that he didn't really want to go. But it gave him an excuse to be away from his parent's bickering, and even Sam Winchester was a better sound to hear than that.
She frowned, "You're so mean. I wish everyone else was back from college so they could bring me. You're just going to complain the whole time, aren't you."
"Yes. You could have picked any of our sisters. But you chose me." He grumbled.
"Well, I don't want any competition!" She shrugged.
"You honestly think you have a chance?" Castiel rolled his eyes. She always had the mindset that Sam was secretly in love with her. She was that type of fan. If Sam ever had a girlfriend, she'd probably hate the poor girl to death. Though it was a little odd how the guy never came out with a girlfriend yet. He always sang love songs, but he'd never been in a relationship. It was a little pathetic, in Castiel's opinion. He should just sing about his plaid or how much he loved his hair. Those seemed to suit him more than the songs he sang.
After an hour, Cas made dinner for him and his sister, something quick so they could eat and go. The closer the time was for them to leave, the more nervous Castiel got. He was nervous that he would be trampled by all the screaming fans and that he would go deaf. Of course, he had never been to a concert before, so he really wouldn't know. However, from what he had heard from the friends who had been to one, they could get pretty hectic. Maybe he would just sit in the bathrooms the whole time and attempt to listen to his own music. Knowing his sister, she'd force him to stay the whole time.
Castiel grabbed a backpack, putting his book, though he doubted he needed it, and spending money. He also packed some snacks and water. He knew she would get hungry at some point, and he did not want to have to pay 10 bucks for a sandwich. He put them into a zip part of the backpack so if they didn't allow food, it wouldn't be easy to spot it. They usually did this when they went to the movies. They hated having to pay so much for things they already have.
His sister ran into the living room from her room. She was wearing a lot more makeup than usual, and she wore clothes that definitely not appropriate for her age, "You are not going to wear that." He frowned at her.
She scoffed, "And neither are you. You look like a nerd." Castiel didn't see anything wrong with what he was wearing. He was just wearing jeans and a loose gray t-shirt. He never wore shirts that were his size because they weren't comfortable. He thought of comfort before fashion.
"Change your skirt into jeans and you're fine. This is a concert, you're going to be moving. Your skirt is going to go right over." He replied to her.
"Fine." She groaned, stomping back into her room and changing. Castiel smiled to himself, he knew how to get the point across if he needed. Plus, he'd tell on her if she didn't change and that wouldn't be good for her, because their parents would never let her go to another concert ever again. He didn't even know where she got that outfit from. Probably one those millions of times she went to the mall with her friends.
She came back with Jeans, they were uncomfortable skinny, but it was better than what she had on before. They left and went into the car. Of course they had to listen to her CDs on the way there. She wanted Cas to hear more of his 'Beautiful' music before the concert. He really didn't even care, he wanted the whole day to just be over already. The ride really was torturous, his sister did not exactly have the greatest singing voice. She was basically screaming. If Cas wasn't driving right now, he'd video tape it and show it to her in 10 years and she'd laugh at herself.
They got to the amphitheater. It was huge. They had second row tickets in the front section in the middle. They were extremely close. It made Castiel a little nervous. That was close to where mosh pits usually were, and he was not comfortable being in one of those. He'd heard about them, and they can get hectic. He didn't want to get trampled by annoying teenage girls. It was number 2 on his list of things he never wanted to happen, and it was most likely going to happen. The whole night was just going to be hell for him.
Cas sat down at their seat, watching the crew set up the stage. There wasn't an opening act, which sort of upset Castiel. He wanted to at least see if there would be some decent music, but that wasn't going to happen. He took out his book, and started to read while it was still quiet.
"Cassie! Come on! Stop being such an old man! You're 18. You shouldn't be so boring." His sister complained when she sat next to him.
"You can go wherever you want until the concert starts. Just keep your phone on you." he gave her $50. "Use that to buy anything you need. Go make friends. Just let me be alone."
"Wow. If you stopped being so...I don't know the word, but you need to live a little." She said, before getting up and walking away towards where all the food and merch stands were. Castiel rolled his eyes. He was fine the way he was. Not everyone wanted to party and be enthusiastic about everything, like she was. He'd rather read a book then hear thousands of girls (and probably a couple of guys) screaming their heads off. Cas continued reading, shutting off the rest of the world.
He heard his sister come and sit next to him. Cas picked his head up, and closed his book. He knew that meant the concert was going to start soon. He didn't even notice the fact there were more people now. All the seats were almost filled, and it was getting rather loud. "Look! I got this t-shirt" His sister held one up, it was just a picture of him, with his name written on the top. It had a bunch of disgustingly girly designs around it. "Then I also got this sweatshirt. I mean, I already have like, 4 of his shirts so I don't really need any more. But I think a sweatshirt is necessary" She held it up. It was basically the same thing from the shirt, just different designs.
Castiel sighed. Like she needed any more things from this guy. Just more money that he didn't need. This guy was probably so rich he could buy his own country. It disgusted Castiel. This guy barely had to work, just show up places and sing, while other people worked their asses off for so much less than he made. He didn't think it was fair. The people setting up and doing all his dirty work got less than he did. Castiel could go stand up where he sat and lip synced, and probably do a better job than he could.
He saw the lights go down a little, and the stage light up. He heard screeching, coming from all around him. He covered his ears, groaning loudly. He looked up and saw Sam at the mic.
"How are you all doing tonight?" He asked. The screaming was louder, worse than ear piercing. Especially his sister. She'd probably lose her voice tomorrow. Then complain about it, and it would simply be all her fault.
"That's good. Me too." Sam said, flashing a smile, "Wow. There's so many of you. But you're not here to hear me talk. You're here for music. Right?" Then, another loud uproar. Sam's band started playing a song, which Castiel sadly knew. He hated it. They all sounded the same to him. He could hear his sister screaming while singing them next to him, while she recorded the whole entire thing on her cell phone.
After three painful hours, the concert was over. It was horrible. Once they allowed people to move to the front, he was basically trampled. His sister ran off at some point to get closer, leaving Castiel all by himself. It was all just simply terrifying for him. He didn't even want to pay attention to the movie because he was afraid he would break a bone or something. Teenage girls seeing their favorite singer were very dangerous. He was surprised that he actually lived through it all. His shirt did get ripped a little at the bottom, when a girl tripped and violently grabbed the bottom of his shirt. At least it didn't show any skin or anything. It did upset him because it was now a waste of a perfectly good t-shirt.
He looked around after everyone tried to leave, attempting to spot her. He couldn't find her, which was odd. Her shirt was almost neon, so it was almost impossible not to see her, but he just couldn't finger her. He started panicking, he knew something like this would always aimlessly ran off from him whenever they went places. He sat back down in his seat, waiting to see if she'll eventually show up.
His sister ran back to him after a couple minutes of him almost having a heart attack. "Oh. Sorry about that. We have meet and greets. We're supposed to wait in line over there." She pointed to a line, with about 20 other girls. Castiel sighed, and they walked into the line.
"You know, Rachel, you shouldn't have run off like that. You scared the shit out of me"
"Sorry! I just wanted to get closer to him! He ran off stage and I got to touch him! So...it was so worth it. Though at the meet and greet I'll get to see him face to face for real and he'll realize he's in love with me." She smiled, looking off as if she were day dreaming. Castiel really just wanted to go home now.
It turned out only 100 people got meet and greet tickets. It was some kind of randomizer in the tickets. Of course Castiel was now going to actually have to talk to this guy. He'd probably just introduce himself then walk away. It wasn't like this dude would care about the people he talked to.