Okay so first off, This may be my last update for a while because I have exams!
plus I need help! on my manage story thing there is a life bar and number under it like 60 and what not... I am not sure if this makes any scence but i don't know what it means sooo if any of your are willing to help...
I'll leave it at that!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything
A few months past and the three of them fell into a sort of routine. Dean and Cas would still sit together in homeroom and Maths and Lisa would get a ride home on training nights and sometimes if she was going over to the Winchesters they would both go home with Dean. Another thing that pleased Cas was that when Sam and his father got in the worst fight that resulted in Dean begging Gabriel to take him for the night, Dean still came to him.
But at this very moment Cas needed Dean and he was conflicted on whether or not to go to him. Dean had given Cas a ride to school and after asking him what's wrong and getting a mumbled 'nothing' in return, he continually shot worried looks at him.
When they arrived at school Dean had run off to meet with a teacher and left a promise that he would make Cas talk in homeroom.
Cas had his face planted on the desk, eyes drifting close when Dean entered the classroom closely followed by the teacher.
"Right, we all have places to be so let's make this quick," she said pulling out the roll off of the teacher's desk. She proceeded in calling out the names of all the students in the class, finishing with a "good that's everyone now go, learn, and so help me God Jake if that is an iPod!" following him out of the room.
"Okay Cas what's up?" Dean demanded.
"nothing is wrong Dean!" Cas said refusing to meet his eye; Dean grabbed his face and forced Cas to look at him.
"Dude, we have been friends since we were eight, are you really going to try and lie to me?" Cas realised Dean wasn't going to drop this without answers and so he sighed in defeat.
"Got an A- in AP history test the other day and Raph found out, I was up till two fighting about I shouldn't have gone to your house the other day but should have stayed home studying!" Cas answered his voice sounding exhausted.
"Come on, A- is amazing especially in AP history!" he stressed, Cas nodded too tired to agree and placed his head on the desk again.
The rest of the class had entered in the time they had been talking but none of them noticed the teacher had until he was yelling.
"Castiel Novak, sleeping in my class?" Yelled Gordon Walker, Dean's eyes narrowed at the prick while Cas shot up.
"What? No I wasn't!" Cas rushed out fear evident in his eyes.
"Excuses won't get you out of trouble with me Mr. Novak," He said putting his stuff down on the desk and Cas' eyes widened. He couldn't get into trouble, his brothers would kill him.
"No, sir I promise, I just had a late night last night and-"
"Well maybe you should have gone to bed earlier; you can ponder that in detention." He said turning away. Both Dean and Cas jumped out of the chairs.
"WHAT!" they yelled and Walker's shoulders tightened before he turned back.
"I said detention," his voice was low and threatening but Dean wasn't scared of him.
"That isn't fair, you weren't even in the room," Dean growled.
"I don't care if you think it is fair Dean," Walker yelled and Cas turned pleading eyes on the elder man.
"Please Mr. Walker; I am begging you to reconsider?"
"That is it, I am sick of you talking back, two nights and you can come back on Saturday for detention than as well!"
"You're a dick!" Dean yelled.
"and you can join him," Dean went to tell him where he could shove that detention when he felt Cas soft touch on his arm that warmed him up. With one final glare to Walker he slumped back into his chair.
This was possibly one of the worst days in Cas' life.
They didn't talk for the rest of the lesson for fear of incurring further punishment. When the bell rang Dean grabbed Cas' hand and rushed out of the room, brushed past an approaching Lisa, and into a different classroom. As soon as they were in there Dean started to search through all the draws while Cas started to hyperventilate.
"Detention... Fucking'... DETENTION!" Cas continued to weez and suddenly Dean whipped around obviously finding what he was looking for. He took the bag and put it in Cas' hands.
"Breath into that Cas!" He said, but Cas was too preoccupied with his panic attack.
"Gonna...Die!" Dean rolled his eyes at Cas' dramatics; his brothers would never kill him... They would probably maim him and lock him up for the rest of his life but they wouldn't kill him. Dean pushed the bag to Cas' face and forced him to start taking deep breaths into it.
"You're not gonna die Cas," Dean said rubbing his back as his breaths slowed down.
"I...I..." Dean pushed the bag back to his face.
"Calm down Cas, breath first talk later," Cas nodded and Dean continued rubbing soothing circles on his back. The silence hung thick in the air for a moment as Cas' breathing evened out and they thought.
"Maybe you don't have to tell your brothers?" Dean suggested.
"I have to get a slip signed," Cas deadpanned.
"Forge it?" Dean said hopeful and Cas turned to him with an incredulous look, "just a suggestion," Dean defended, and then his face brightened. "Cas why don't you just get Gabe to sign it?" he asked as if it were so obvious, which it kind of was.
"I could get Gabe to sign it," Cas muttered the realisation that this may not be the end for him finally dawning, "what about Saturday?" he asked face falling a bit.
"Tell them you're at my house, I tell dad that I went to meet you at the park to hang or something," Dean said immediately thinking of whether their dad would be home or not and if he would have to find a babysitter for Sam.
"Do you think it would work?" Cas asked sceptical and Dean snorted.
"Yeah, look Cas no offence, you Novak's, bar Zachariah, may have your looks but besides you they aren't exactly the brightest bunch...at least Zach, Raph and Uriel aren't!" Cas laughed before nodding and turning to thank Dean but noticing the clock on the wall instead.
"SHIT, what's the time?" Cas yelled and Dean's eyes widened in realisation.
"Dude we are sooo late for gym," he said jumping up with Cas and bolting out of the room and down the hall.
They pushed open the doors to the gym running past the already accumulated class shouting apologies as they went and into the locker rooms.
They both ignored the surge of excitement they felt at the thought of changing in the same room as the other instead throwing on their gym clothes and racing out to the rest of the Class.
"Where here!" they yelled breathing heavily and looking towards coach.
"You two boy's finally ready to grace us with your presence?" he asked in a gruff voice.
"Yes sir," Cas said.
"You bet cha coach," Dean smirked and Cas rolled his eyes, coach or Rufus didn't bat an eyelid but told the class to pair off and find some free space to start practising volleyball throws before walking towards the boys.
"you boy's got a reason for attending my class so late?" he asked arms crossed and Dean took a deep breath before starting.
"It's actually a very interesting story coach, see me and Cas here we were innocently walking down the hallway when suddenly a few feet in front of us a classroom door blew open and slammed against the wall-"
"But how could it blow open there is no wind in the hallways?" Rufus said face scrunching up in confusion.
"Exactly sir," Cas stressed and people started to gather around them desperate to here one the boys famous excuses.
"anyway so me and Cas we went to check it out right, but as soon as we walked into the room the door suddenly flew shut again," Dean said and Cas nodded in agreement before adding.
"but that isn't even the scariest part. There was a little girl standing in front of the door,"
"but that's not even the scariest part, she wasn't real she was like vanishing almost like the picture on the T.V when you have a bad connection."
"She was a ghost!" Cas clarified.
"Well we both immediately sprung into action, I grabbed an iron ruler that someone had left on the desk and stared to fight her off-"
"Right while I started to go through all the draws and cupboards searching for something that could be keeping her here," Cas cut Dean off and Rufus interrupted whatever Dean was about to say next.
"Keep her where?" he asked
"You know, on earth," Dean said.
"Anyway, that's when I saw it..." Cas whispered.
"Saw what?" Rufus asked as and the whole class had stopped to hear their explanation by now.
"A picture on the wall," Cas said.
"Yeah but like the picture was of a class from years ago, it was black and white," Dean stressed just how old this picture was.
"and in the class was the girl," Cas added.
"and she was holding a doll," Dean continued.
"Now I had remembered from my history class that back in those times they used to make the dolls hair from the real hair of the owner, I also remembered seeing it in the closet while searching earlier. I ran to it pulling it out to show Dean," Cas stated.
"Well of course I heard that Cas had found it and immediately turned to see, a stupid mistake really because the next thing I know I am being launched across the room and into the wall on the opposite side, when I try to get up she is standing over me with her hand on my throat, I reach out for the iron ruler but I should have had it on a bungie or something because when I was thrown I had lost it, so I do the only thing I could think to do, I tried to call for Cas." Dean said and many of the student's eyes were wide with horror, soaking up every word the boys said.
"Well I had looked over as soon as I heard Dean hit the wall and saw the whole thing; I knew what I had to do... I had to set fire to the doll, burn it and so I did,"
"And as the doll burned so did the little girl and the photo," Dean said.
"And the room was returned to its original state, it was like nothing had ever happened!" Cas finished Dean nodding alongside him.
"and she..." Rufus seemed to be searching for the right word, "...disappeared," he settled on, "because you set alight to the doll?" He asked pointing to Cas, they both nodded, "and how did you do that, set alight to the doll I mean?" he asked rubbing his chin.
"I used my mind," Cas said and Dean nodded again.
"Your mind?" Rufus asked shocked.
"Oh didn't you know...Cas is an angel!" Dean said as if it were obvious.
"An Angel?" Rufus asked incredulously. They both nodded without batting an eyelash and chuckles echoed through the gym. "Okay tell you what," Rufus started to whisper, "I'll let you off this time but only because you two are my best students and I need you to be at soccer and not detention for the rest of your life, and yes I did hear about that, also apart from the fact that, that was the biggest piece of bull shit it was the most entertaining excuse I have ever heard, now grab a partner and a ball and head off!" he said walking off and a crowd of people came up to congratulate Dean while Cas got a couple of hefty shoves.