Cas had suffered through Pre-Calculus and A.P. History, and he was ready to rid himself of some energy he had built up. He walked into the locker room, thick with the smell of musk and sweat. Castiel brought himself and is clothes to a corner, blocked off by a wall and some lockers. His shirt was pulled over his face when he heard a familiar voice coming from inside the locker room. He paused to listen.
"Hey, Gabriel! You seen that new kid, yet?" It was Dean.
"Oh yeah, I saw him! I guess he and your brother really hit it off on the bus this morning."
Dean laughed and said, "Yeah he seems pretty cool," which made Castiel smile. "Kinda stand-offish, though," he continued.
Cas took his shirt off completely and replaced it with a wife beater. Within a minute, he was ready and on his way out the door when someone pulled on his left shoulder. He turned to face one of the people who Sam had been walking with earlier that day. He had thin lips with a bit of an overbite, but it fit him well.
"Hey, brother! Where you from?" questioned Gabriel.
"I was homeschooled," Cas replied.
Dean approached the two and ran his hand roughly through Gabriel's dark blonde locks to tease him.
"This little fella is Gabriel," said Dean. "And, Gabriel," he landed his hand on Cas' shoulder. "This, is Castiel."
Cas nodded at Gabriel, who smiled and said, "Not a talkative guy, are ya?"
"Oh don't dog the poor guy, you son of a bitch!" exclaimed Dean with a chuckle.
"Oh no, that's alright," smiled Castiel. "I think I can handle a little bit of 'dogging.'"
"You should have seen me yesterday," beamed Gabe. "The gym teacher? He's kind of a big guy, right? Well I took his shirt from his office over there, took it home, and washed it. I shrunk it to almost half its size. I put it back the next day…" Gabriel threw his head back in laughter. "He came in, belly button exposed, yellin' about how we need to show him more respect, and I was just standing in the corner of the room laughin' my ass off!"
"Yeah, it was pretty funny. He's quite the trickster," said Dean.
"Dean, please…" Gabriel put his hands above is head to make a halo. "I'm an angel."
Castiel thought he caught Dean watching him run during class a few times, but he couldn't brush off the looks he was getting from a girl with black hair and a full, petite figure. She seemed to take an interest in him. He was changing in his corner, smiling about it all. He had just gotten his shorts off when Dean stepped into the space. Castiel grew wide eyes and backed up a bit. Dean chuckled and looked Cas up and down quickly, then covered his eyes with his hand.
"I just wanted to tell you that you look pretty good in a wife beater," said Dean quietly. "You're not so bad half-naked either."
Cas breathed out a giggle and covered his face with his hands. Dean turned around, eyes still covered, and walked out. Castiel could hardly believe what just happened. He held a gummy smile while he got dressed. He was the last one to leave the locker room.