A/N:
I am soooooooo sorry for neglecting this. As usual life has been crazy, and I've got really into Omegle role plays so I've been spending a lot of time doing that and kinda forgot about this lil guy. Thank you all for continuing to put up with my crap. :') hope you enjoy!

Chapter 10:

Things had settled down just a little bit after his talk with Dean. He still had to put up with Dean's friends but after his show of dominance the bullying had died down. His group of friends had welcomed Samandriel into their tight knit friendship with open arms, the normally shy boy opening up and flourishing. It made Castiel happy, knowing he made a small difference in this boy's life. Everybody needed a friend, and what's better than one friend is an entire group of good friends. He had initially got into trouble when his parents found out what he did but when Gabriel stepped in and defended him, telling them just why he was prompted to fight, his dad patted him on the back and told him he was proud of him for sticking up for what he believed in. His mother scolded their father for praising him for using violence but told Cas she too was proud of him, his only punishment was having to wash that night's dinner dishes.

About a week after his epic showdown with Adam, he had been sitting at his usual lunch table with Garth, Chuck, Kevin and Samandriel when Jo approached them with a chipper-looking little red head, sitting down and dragging her new friend down with her.

"Guys, this is Charlie, she's new. And she's a lesbian!" she said excitedly, like a child with a new toy.

"Hi, Charlie the lesbian. I'm Castiel the gay" Cas said, reaching a hand across the table to shake her hand, which the smaller girl did with enthusiasm.

"Oh, I know who you are. I've heard the rumors. You're a fucking boss, dude. I wish I could have seen you take that prick down." Charlie said animatedly, earning a chuckle from Cas.

"Jo wastes no time in spreading around the latest gossip, huh?" he asked, kicking Jo's leg under the table.

"Ow, hey, she had to know that I have Bruce Lee as my best friend" she said, reaching across the table to take one of Kevin's French fries, popping it into her mouth.

"Either way, I think it's great, dude. My old school was a bit more tolerant about gay people so I'm not used to the stares and whispers, but it's friggen great knowing that there's people like you and your friends willing to stick up for the rights of us dear homosexuals" Charlie beamed, and damn her energy was addicting, Cas felt giddy just being around the excitable red head.

"Well, thank you. It's nice to know we have another gay on our growing team" he joked, nudging Samandriel with his shoulder, causing the smaller boy to laugh. He chuckled also, looking around when he felt eyes on him. His blue eyes met the green of Dean's, who quickly looked away and rubbed the back of his neck. He was still pissed at Dean. He was glad to know Dean hadn't been part of any of the more brutal bullying but he still disliked Dean as a person. He could barely remember why he had ever been so enamored with the larger man in the first place. Probably because he had tunnel vision at the time, only choosing to see the good in Dean until the bullying had been directed at himself. Dean was still undeniably attractive, but personality always won over looks when it came to Castiel and as far as he knew, Dean's personality was nothing to write home about.

He talked with his friends and devoured his lunch, sighing deeply when the bell signaling the end of lunch rang. Back to reality. And of course he just had to have the next class with Dean. Of course.

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The week after Castiel's blow up had been sufficiently awkward to say the least. Dean found himself replaying that kiss over and over in his head, the fresh smell of Cas, the color of his eyes and was absolutely mortified when he woke up rock hard and covered in come after a very vivid dream he had of the smaller man. He chocked it up to the less than ordinary events that had taken place the past couple of weeks, because no, he wasn't gay, especially not for Castiel Novak.

He found himself staring as Castiel playfully nudged Samandriel and didn't even become aware of his brows furrowing. He wondered if Cas and Samandriel were together, and hated himself just a little bit more when he discovered the thought of them together, all gay and proud, kissing and holding hands, made him sick with jealousy.

He quickly looked away when those stupid big blue eyes looked in to his, and there was no way his heart skipped a beat when they did. Nope. Because he was not gay and definitely not interested in Novak.

Relief filled his system when the bell rang for class. He knew he shared it with Cas but he could just sit beside one of his friends and ignore the other man, and so he threw out his trash and gathered his things and started his journey to class.

He was stopped in the middle of his journey when he was stopped by Sam, who wanted to tell him that he didn't need a ride home, that he was going straight to Gabriel's after school, Cas was apparently cooking some chicken thing that Sam went crazy for that night and he just couldn't miss it. He told Sam 'Okay' and tried not to wish that he could come over and have Cas cook for him, like a boyfriend would do, because, nope, Dean was not gay.

His interaction with Sam had caused him to be late for class and to his dismay all the seats were taken. All but one. One beside a blue eyed messy haired little dude with an ugly sweater and a beautiful face and nope, not going there. He sighed deeply and made his way over to Cas, sitting down beside him and trying to ignore the comfort that washed over his body as he took in Cas' calming scent. He noticed Cas go out of his way to not look at him and while he was disappointed, it was probably better for both if they just didn't speak. Cas was a strong willed dude and Dean couldn't help but to admire Cas' strength. So much for the stereotype of gays being weak and fragile. But that was Cas, always breaking social norms. He sighed and picked his bag up off the floor, digging through it and cursing himself when he discovered that he had forgot his notes that he wrote a few days prior. He hesitated for a moment before looking over to Cas, poking his arm.

"Hey, uh, I can't find my notes, could I quick take a look at yours to copy them down?" he asked Cas, who's brows were knitted together.

Cas took his notebook off his desk and handed it to Dean, who smiled when he took it.

"Thanks, Cas. I appreciate it" he said sincerely, starting to open the note book when he seen a sudden look of terror on Cas' face.

"Shit, wait Dean, no!" Cas said, color drained from his face, reaching to get the notebook back, but it was too late.

Dean stared down at the note book, his heart skipping a beat. He recognized that printing. It was the same printing that was used on the notes that were sent to him.

He looked at Cas in complete and utter shock.

"You're wrote those notes.." he said quietly, eyes wide.

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A/N:
Short chapter and left y'all with a cliffhanger but A) the suspense is sexy and B) I'm hung over and too tired to write more, haha. But I wanted to give you guys something so there it is. Enjoy and lemme know whatcha think!