Hey guys! Sorry, this chapter took me longer than I expected. Anyway, I really love writing these high school chapters, but I think we're going to go back to the bar for a chapter and then back to high school. There's a method to my madness, I promise! And as always, thanks for your reviews (RandomActsOfSambriel, Tari4078, and 4everdreamer666), favs, and follows! Love you guys!

Eight Years Ago (Early September, Sophomore Year)

Castiel looked out onto the field and watched Dean, number 29, block for the quarterback. The quarterback, Garth Fitzgerald, fell back into the pocket and threw the ball down field to the open receiver, resulting in a touchdown.

"Yes!" A classmate named Ash jumped up next to him and the two hugged. The whole student section, even though it was only about two hundred of them, erupted in cheers. Yes, it was only the third game of the season, but after a devastating loss in the playoffs last year by a field goal, the entire state figured that this was going to be Collinsville High School's year. The cheerleaders lined up and did fourteen kicks, the amount of points the team had now, and Jo threw a wink up to Castiel. The game ended with Collinsville destroying their opponents 56-14. Castiel and Jo waited for Dean and Benny outside the locker room.

"That game was amazin! Dean with that touchdown in the third quarter?" Jo bumped Castiel with her hip. Some of the football players began to file out and Castiel heard something about a party that was going to happen that night and he sighed internally. Dean would convince him to go and it would be a night of pretending that they were just friends in front of the football team. They had been dating for two years and the only people that knew for sure that they were dating were Sam and Gabriel. Benny and Jo made jokes and poked and prodded, but never came out and asked them so they technically weren't lying to them.

Dean and Benny came out of the locker room smiling.

"Hey, baby!" Benny picked up Jo and spun her around. She giggled and gave him a kiss before he set her down. Dean winked at Castiel and Castiel smiled.

"Great game, ya'll."

"Yeah, we know." Dean smiled and Castiel and Jo rolled their eyes.

"Okay, so there's a party tanight, ya'll wanna go?" Benny asked. Dean and Castiel made eye contact and the same thoughts that Castiel had had earlier crossed Dean's face.

"Yeah, we can go." Castiel answered. Dean smiled. Castiel knew how much his friends meant to Dean and he knew that.

"Alright, well let's get goin." Benny reached down and intertwined his fingers with Jo's.

"Who's drivin?" Castiel asked.

"I am!" Benny beamed. He had gotten his license only a few weeks ago, but his parents had bought him a new Ford F-150, so he was willing to drive anybody anywhere. The four of them piled in Benny's truck and he took off for the senior's house that was having the party. They arrived just in time for the party to be in full swing. The senior, a wide receiver named Hendrickson, had a huge house that was on the outskirts of town. He had a large bonfire going in his backyard and loud music thumping inside. They were a small school, only about seven hundred kids in high school total, but they sure knew how to throw parties. Every weekend there was one, especially after a football victory.

The four walked into the living room and were greeted by some football players and cheerleaders. Benny and Jo wasted no time and went to the living room that had been turned into a dance floor. Dean moved closer to Castiel just so that he could be heard.

"I'm gonna grab a beer! Ya want one?!" Castiel shook his head, but followed Dean into the kitchen where the drinks were. It was quieter and much less crowded than it had been in the living room.

"Come on, Cas. Drink somethin." Dean gestured to the coolers that had more than just beer. Some simply had bottles of harder alcohol in them. Castiel picked up a bottle of vodka and examined it.

"There's some orange juice in the fridge if ya want a screwdriver." A sultry voice behind them said, making them both jump. There stood a brunette girl with deep brown eyes. She was shorter than Castiel, and they both recognized her as Meg Masters, a girl in their class. Dean suppressed an eye roll. She spent most of time flirting with Castiel.

"Hello, Meg. How are you?" Castiel smiled. He knew she liked him, but he also knew that she wasn't even in the same league as Dean.

"Great. Wanna dance, Castiel?" Before she had an answer, she grabbed Castiel's hand and dragged him towards the living room. Castiel threw a pleading look at Dean over his shoulder, but Dean just smiled and took a sip of his beer. Castiel was being pulled onto the dancefloor just as a slow song began. He was pretty sure he heard Meg whisper 'perfect' as she wrapped her arms around Castiel's neck. He, as was normal, wrapped his arms around her waist. She pulled him closer as they swayed to the music. She even rested her head on Castiel's chest. Castiel looked over her head and saw Dean, with his eyes narrowed. Castiel decided to get back at Dean for letting him do this. He pulled Meg closer and rested his head on hers.

On the other side of the living room, Dean downed the rest of his beer. Two could play this game, Cas. Dean noticed Lisa Braeden looking at him with great interest. Dean walked over and smiled his most charming smile at her.

"Wanna dance, beautiful?" Dean offered her his hand and she gladly accepted. The two were on the dancefloor when a faster song came on. She began to grind on Dean and Dean placed his hands on Lisa's hips and pulled her closer to him. The song ended and Lisa turned around and gave Dean a kiss on the lips. They broke apart, she turned around and Dean looked over at Castiel. He met Castiel's eyes and gave him a shrug. Castiel looked ready to kill somebody, preferably Lisa as a new song began. The song ended and Castiel stormed off through the front door, leaving Meg looking very confused. Dean told Lisa thanks, and then followed Castiel outside and looked around. He saw him walking down the street. Dean ran to catch up to him and grabbed him by the arm.

"What the hell do ya think you're doin?" Dean asked when Castiel turned to face him.

"I'm walkin home. Ya seemed ta be havin a great time with Lisa, so why don't ya go back?" Castiel's face and voice were both hard.

"And ya weren't with Meg? She had her head on your chest!"

"And Lisa was all over you! She kissed ya Dean! Do ya not see why I'm pissed off bout this?!"

"Well, course I see why, but why are ya yellin at me in the middle of the road? She was drunk and I didn't even kiss her back." Dean was very confused. He knew that what Lisa had done wasn't good, but damn Castiel was way overreacting.

"Dean, she kissed ya. Do ya understand how much that hurt me?" Dean took a step closer and took Castiel's hands.

"And ya think I enjoyed watchin ya dance with Meg? She had her head on your chest and ya had yours on hers! That didn't hurt, Cas? Seein her touch ya," Dean placed his hands on Castiel's chest. "And standin so close ta ya," Dean grabbed Castiel's shirt and pulled him closer. He put his lips close to Castiel's and heard Castiel's breath hitch. "And I could see that she really wanted to kiss ya." Dean whispered and then gently pressed his lips to Castiel's. Castiel kissed Dean back and then gently pushed him away.

"Dean, y…ya know we can't do this here." His words fell on deaf ears as Dean's lips moved to his neck. Castiel closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip as Dean's lips moved up to his ear.

"Ya know, you're a much better kisser than Lisa."

"Dean, seriously, p…people will see us." Dean pulled away and waited for Castiel to open his eyes. When he finally did, Dean stared into them and Castiel stared back.

"Tell me ya forgive me." Castiel smiled.

"Come on, let's get back to the party." Dean smiled back.