I somehow managed not to have a freak attack in any of my morning classes, but lunch was a total different story.

I am walking to the cafeteria from my locker and as soon as I sit down I am hit by a load of questions by everybody. I finally look up from my lunch and give everyone a look that makes them shut up immediately.

"One at a time, please."

Gabriel raises his hand; I am to disorient to mock him for it.

"Yes?"

"So, Cassie. How was Dean's last night?"

"Fine. Next."

"Did you get into the play?" Sam asks rather quickly.

"Yes I did."

Anna brightens up at this. "What part?"

"I am playing Proteus. The main role opposite Dean."

"So my plan worked?"

"Yes, Balthazar it did."

"Well, you don't seem to happy about it."

"Oh I am. I'm just also trying not to freak out."

"Oh, well, if you do freak out then you can skip or something, I won't tell."

"Thank you Gabriel."

"No prob."

Surprisingly, that was it for the questions. The rest of lunch was uneventful, but next period was a whole other story.

"Castiel, are you okay?"

My Science teacher Mrs. Johnson asks with a frown.

"He looks like he is about to puke."

"Thank you Jack, that's enough."

It was then I ran out of the room with my hand over my mouth, because I was in fact, about to puke.

I get to the bathroom and empty the contents of my stomach. I am sitting, leaning against the stall when I hear footsteps.

"Cas, you in here? Mrs. Johnson asked me to come check on you."

Oh great, Dean saw the whole thing. I had forgotten he was in my science class today. Usually he's not, but they needed extra help and he volunteered. Why him?

"Yes, last stall."

The stall door opens to reveal a very worried looking Dean.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

"What happened?"

"Well, I am very happy about getting the part in the play, but even just thinking about it is making me feeling nervous and sick. I don't know how I am going to do it on opening night, or any night for that matter."

"Wow, you must really like this guy. Well, if I could get over my stage fright, I bet you that you can get over yours. And I am going to help you."

"You are?"

"Yeah, I am. You seem to really want to impress this guy, and I know what it's like to want to impress a guy, so I'm gonna help you. That and I would do anything for a friend."

"So, I'm your friend?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, you are one of the first people that have wanted to be friends with drama-club-Dean and not captain-of-the-whatever-team-Dean."

That brings a smile to my face.

"Do you want me to take you home?"

"No, I can't go home."

"Why not?"

"Because if I go home, I will have to explain to my parents why. And if my mom finds out I threw up, she will start babying me and I will be stuck in bed for days."

"Well, I can say that I am taking you home and then we can go to my house, my parents are still out of town, so nobody will be there. Sam can get a ride home from Gabriel, you can either go home with him, or stay longer if you want to."

"Sure, that sounds like a very good plan. I just want to be anywhere but here."

"Cool, I will go tell your teacher and grab your stuff, here are my keys, go get in the car."

"Thanks."

Dean smiles at me and my heart skips a beat. Once he leaves, I get up, rinse out my mouth and head out to the Impala.

I only have to wait about two minutes before Dean shows up. In that time I think about how his mind is still closed off from me. It seems whenever he's not at home his mind is shielded somehow. I decide to ask my dad about it later. Dean gets in the car, flashes me a smile and I hand him the keys, he hands me my kitbag and we are off.

We get to his place pretty fast and after a glass of ginger ale and some very awkward silence, I begin to feel a little more comfortable and Dean and I start chatting about so random things.

"Dean, I know it's none of my business, but what did your dad and Bobby fight about?"

"Can you keep a secret?"

His mind is quiet, I can't find anything. "Of course."

"Okay, you see, Bobby is a telepath."

My eyes widen. I was so not expecting that. Anything but that. That does explain how he has closed off his mind to me, practice.

"Really?"

"Yeah, really. Sam and I knew for quite a while, but none of us ever told dad because we knew he'd freak. One day, dad got fed up with Bobby, knowing he was keeping a secret from him, but not knowing what. My dad was determined to get the answer out of him, and when my dad is determined, nothing can stop him. After a lot of yelling and harsh words, Bobby told him. My dad freaked, left Bobby's and vowed to never come back. When Sam and I got home, dad told us everything. He still didn't know we knew and he still doesn't. We acted surprised. The worst part was when dad said we could never go back."

At this point Dean was facing away from me. I could tell he was trying not to cry; he must really care about Bobby. In his mind I could see Sam and him being confronted by his father. It took everything in me not to cry myself.

"Wow, th-that's quite the story."

He turns to face me, sadness evident in his face. I get up and hug him. He hugs back. Hard.

"Yeah well, I'll live. I told you a secret, now you tell me one."

"Okay. Well, um. My dad is a telepath."

"What!?"

Dean's eyes go wide and he moves back. I can hear his thoughts going crazy. But one stands out.

Cas better not be a telepath. I don't think I'd want to be around someone like that all the time. I mean, Bobby's family, it's different. But I don't know Cas all that well. I don't want him going through my thoughts.

That hurts. A lot. I can't take it. I just want to leave, but if I act on that thought, he will know something is up.

"Is that a problem?"

"No, it's just-"

"Just what!? You can have a telepathic family member, but I can't?"

"Bobby isn't actually my family. When it's family it's different, especially if it's your father."

"What are you worried I might be a freak?"

"No! That's not what I said."

"No, it's just what you implied."

I walk over to the door and grab my kitbag and head for the door.

"Wait, Cas, don't go. Please."

"Dean, why on earth would I want to stay here? Did you ever think that I might be a telepath, that maybe that special guy I'm trying to impress just might be you?"

Oops. I didn't mean to say any of that. As soon as I do, Dean stops walking, his mind closes off and his eyes go wide.

"You're..."

"You should watch what you think."

With that I walk out of there with tears in my eyes, wishing I wasn't such an idiot.

I make it home faster than I though I would, I don't say much to anyone. I just walk straight up to my room, claiming to be sick and wanting to be alone. Which isn't a lie.

I sit down on my bed and let the tears start to fall. I just screwed up everything. The worst part is, I can't even try to avoid Dean, we have rehearsals, and not to mention that fact that his little brother is dating my older brother. This is going to be a nightmare.

I would say this is bad, but that would be an understatement, this is way worse then bad, this is awful.