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Apparently, Dean had a goofy smile on his face when he got home, according to Sam, and later his dad. Dean told them both to stuff it, it was nothing.

In reality, it wasn't nothing. He barely knew the guy, but for some reason Dean just couldn't get those sapphire blue eyes or that glowing smile out of his mind.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts. This was a guy, who he barely knew, and who had guy parts, and most importantly, was a guy. Dean liked girls, with their soft curvy bodies, and their lack of a dick. How could a guy ever make his heart flutter like it did with Cas?

It was probably just nerves, he was in a whole different environment than what he was used to. His main preference was still females, and nothing was gonna change that.

For the rest of the week, however, Cas kept popping up in Dean's mind (the fact that he saw him everyday didn't help), and even sometimes appeared in his dreams at night.

Castiel was happy to have another friend. Sure, he was well acquainted with the other band members, but he was only really close with one other person, and that was Balthazar. Dean wasn't the first to give him a friendly nickname, Balthazar had been calling him 'Cassie' since they first met in seventh grade, emphasizing on the feminine sound of his full name, but not in a degrading manner. However, Castiel strongly preferred 'Cas', Balthazar meant well, but the girly nickname did nothing to quell the teasing. It was at least kinder than his usual nicknames- nerd, freak, sissy, asstiel, fag, etc. People could be really cruel sometimes, and Castiel was an easy target, with his quiet nature, lack of social skills, and dislike of confrontation. He never mentioned this to his mother, or his brothers, they were all busy enough, and he didn't want to bother them. Dealing with one's own problems was an important life skill anyway, Castiel could handle himself.

"So, what is this Dean guy like, huh Cassie?" Balthazar asked Castiel the next day, while they were making copies of coordinate sheets for their own respective sections.

"He's very nice," Castiel replied, "in fact we've become friends."

"Friends? Well that's excellent news, you could use another bodyguard to protect you from the pricks at this school. I can't walk with you to all of your classes, and when you're on your own you get tormented."

Castiel sighed, "I told you not to worry so much Balthazar, I can handle my own problems. It's not even that bad, really."

Balthazar's face showed that he wasn't convinced.

"Not that bad? Really? Well that busted lip you got last spring when you got shoved into a locker makes it hard to believe you I'm afraid. I'm still surprised that your mother and brothers didn't flip out when they saw the state of your face," he continued.

Castiel looked down.

"Mother didn't see it, she was on a business trip that week. And Gabriel asked, but I just told him I tripped and fell. Please Balthazar, just leave it, nothing truly terrible has happened, and I don't want to make a big fuss. I can handle my own problems."

"Watcha guys talking about?" asked Charlie, coming up behind them.

"Dean Winchester, the new band member we showed around yesterday," Castiel answered, unfazed by Charlie's sudden appearance. Balthazar, on the other hand, jumped about three feet in the air.

"Good lord woman, you nearly gave me a bloody heart attack!" he complained, while Charlie rolled her eyes.

"Yeah yeah, nice to see you too," she said, brushing him off with a wave of her hands," so what do you guys think about Dean? He seems like a pretty cool guy to me."

"He seems nice enough, but something about him screams 'big ego', probably thinks we're a bunch of losers and that he's better than us," Balthazar commented.

"What? No way," Charlie scoffed, "he probably acts all high and mighty around everyone else, but I bet deep down he secretly loves stuff like Star Trek."

"Well, he did befriend our dear little Cassie here, the most introverted person alive, so I suppose there's some hope," Balthazar sighed, while Charlie clapped her hands together in excitement.
"Really? Wow that's great Castiel! I was getting worried that Balthazar would be your only friend, he's a terrible influence, and one sarcastic in this band is more than enough for me," she all but squealed, and this time it was Balthazar who rolled his eyes in response.

"Oh please, you adore me," he said, and Charlie laughed.

"Well, I'm done here, so I'm gonna go find Gilda. Peace out bitches!" And with that Charlie walked away.

"I should get going too, if I'm out too long mum and dad will worry," Balthazar said, "you need a ride Cassie?"

Castiel shook his head, "I'm fine walking, I live close to the school, remember?"

"Right, of course, well see you tomorrow then."

Balthazar waved goodbye, and then walked off as well.

When Castiel got home, he was met with a note on the fridge saying what was inside that he could heat up for dinner. His mother was on another business trip and all of his brothers were away at summer interns.

"I'm home," he muttered to himself, as he opened the fridge and took out some meat to make a sandwich, and then go to work on his summer reading. He was nearly finished with his second essay for Great Expectations, which was relief, because while reading was one of Castiel's favorite pastimes, that book in particular was awful, and he wanted nothing more to do with it a soon as possible.

When Castiel was finished with the rest of his summer work, it was almost time for dinner. He stood up, stretched, walked over to the freezer and pulled out a single frozen meal. Castiel had these for dinner pretty frequently, when he didn't feel like cooking something for himself from scratch. It was pretty lonely, eating by oneself, but it wasn't his fault his mom had a job that required her to travel, or that his older brothers were all off in college pursuing their future. Plus he would be eating by himself when he left the house and went to college himself anyway, might as well get used to it. At times like these, Balthazar would often invite Castiel to have dinner at his house with his family, which was nice, but Castiel knew Balthazar's family was busy this week with his older sister Hester visiting, so he didnt want to intrude.

Castiel sighed. Maybe Dean would've invited him or dinner. They were friends now after all. But he didn't have Dean's phone number, perhaps he should've suggested they exchanged numbers during the tour.

On the subject of Dean, Castiel thought back to what Balthazar had asked him earlier. What did Castiel think of Dean? Dean was….charming to say the least. Castiel didn't know much about him, but he seemed like a very intriguing person. Charlie had asked Dean about himself on the tour, and Dean mentioned having a little brother, and a father, but didn't say anything about mother. Castiel wouldn't see Dean until the following Monday, the first day of Music Camp. Castiel made a mental note to talk to Dean some more, and find a way to keep in touch. He didn't know why, but Castiel found himself really looking forward to Monday.

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