Castiel's P.O.V

It is Friday and my face has pretty much cleared up from the bruising. My bruises heal really quickly for some odd reason. All I have left to heal is underneath my eyes, there is a bit purple there. Everything has been the same for the past few days. I would meet Crowley after school to get a bit drunk and then make my way to my house without anyone noticing. Since it's Friday I decided to drink the whole water bottle of vodka in less than 2 minutes. I felt the burning sensation when it went down my throat, it was obviously straight vodka. It didn't have a special flavor, it was just plain vodka.

"Aren't you excited to drink that?" Crowley asked.

"Yeah, I like that burn feeling you get in your throat," I replied.

"Well that will kick in soon. How about we go see one of my friends? They could change you up a bit," he said.

"Sure, why not," I said.

At the moment I didn't think of what he said since the alcohol was kicking in. Soon enough I started to lose my balance an my words were slurred.

"Crowley Where... Where is... That friend.. Of yourssss," I barely said.

"He's in this apartment building. Don't worry, he doesn't live upstairs. It would be hell if we had to get you up those stairs," he said.

When we reached the door of Crowley's friend I heard blasting music from inside. Some sort of heavy metal music. Crowley banged on the door and about a minute later a guy opened the door. He has tattoos everywhere on his body ad piercing on about every inch of his face. This guy had most of his right ear pierced.

"Crowley, long time no see. What can I do for you?" He asked.

He seemed nice.

"I need to get this one an eyebrow piercing along with his lip," Crowley said pointing to me.

I didn't have time to protest about the piercings since I was to drunk to think.

Crowley's P.O.V

Everything was setting nicely. It's not like I really care for Castiel, I just like messing with the religious. Especially if it means messing up the son of one of the highest man in the church. Castiel is the perfect example of ripping apart a wholesome, church family. Messing up him can tear his family apart. He's already started on his own by getting arrested for underage drinking. My good friend, Markzus, has done a ton of piercings for years. He owes me one so he'll do Castiel's piercings for free.

"I need to get this one an eyebrow piercing along with his lip," I said pointing to Castiel.

Castiel didn't even protest to the piercings, he even smiled like a happy drunk. Maybe we can add a little color to his hair.

"Well then come on it. It won't take long," Markzus said.

Dean's P.O.V

Football practice is over finally and I'm heading to the car with Sammy. I feel bad sometimes because Sammy has to wait up for me after school for two hours. He will usually go to the school library and do his homework or read a book.

"Dean look at that kid," Sammy said pointing to a kid 20 yards away from us.

He looked familiar. He was prancing around with his arms flapping like wings. This kids was in the parking lot just laughing, but then he suddenly stopped and sat down. No one was left in the parking lot except 3 cars that belonged to the teachers.

"Dean, you should go see if he is ok," Sammy said.

"Ok Sammy. Go to the car, I'll be right back," I told him.

"It's Sam," he mumbled.

Keep on saying that Sammy, I will not stop calling you Sammy. I walked over to the crazy guy and as I got closer to him I realized that it was Castiel.

"Castiel? Is that you?" I asked.

"AHHH, yeah it's me. Why do you speak so loud?" He asked with his head between his legs.

"I'm talking normal. What's wrong with you?" I asked.

He lifted up his head to reveal his snake bite lip piercing and right eyebrow piercing. I also noticed a dark blue streak in his hair, it was about 2 inches wide. It started from the back of his head and curved its way the the right side of his head.

"Woah church boy. What's up with these piercings and your hair?" I asked.

"Fucking Crowley and his friend. I drank a water bottle full of vodka and Crowley took me to one of his friends to get a piercing and to dye part of my hair. I don't want to pull these piercings out because they might get infected. One the other hand my family will kill me if they see these," he said.

"Dude, Cas. What were you think? You got arrested for underage drinking and then you continue to do it? What's wrong with you?!" I asked.

"I know Dean. I have done something wrong, but it felt so good to rebel," he said with a weak smile.

He looked up at me with his piercing blue eyes. His piercings were jet black colored and it made his eyes look even more light blue. Even the dark blue streak in his hair made his eyes pop. Cas kinda looked hot. Wait?! The fuck Dean. You aren't gay, shut the fuck up Dean. Cas is just a friend.

"Are you okay Dean?" Cas asked in a concerned tone.

"Yeah, where is Crowley now?" I asked.

"He left me at that park over there and I was trying to get home. Obviously it is a struggles to get home," he said.

"Well I guess I could take you home. It's only 5:30," I said.

"Thanks Dean," he said.

Cas grabbed his backpack from behind him and got up slowly. I held him up because he was struggling to stand up.

"Why are you helping me Dean?" Cas asked.

"I don't know. I just am. Why?" I asked.

"Well you are considered one of the Kings of this school and I'm just some random kid. I mean on the first day of school when I bumped into you your friends weren't really the nicest people," Cas said sadly.

"Well I won't really consider them my friends, they are dicks. Just because I don't seem nice doesn't mean I'm not. I just go along with what people think of me," I said.

"Oh okay. Well you shouldn't do that. It's not really good for you to go along with what people think of you," Cas said.

"And you shouldn't go and get drunk then show up with a ton of piercings. Let's not forget about your blue hair streak to," I said.

Cas laughed a little and said," I guess we both have problems."

"Haha, yeah," I said smiling.

As we reached Sammy and the baby Cas started to walk on his own.

"Sammy can you move to the back seat please," I begged.

"Sure," he said.

"Thanks," Cas said to Sammy," My name is Castiel."

"My name is SAM," Sammy said emphasizing on the word Sam.

"Nice to meet you Sam," Cas said with a warm smile.

We all got situated and drove off to Cas's house. As Cas is giving me directions "Heat of the Moment" is playing in the background.

"Dean your music choice sucks," Sammy said.

"Back seat driver has no power of the music," I said with a smirk.

"Even when I'm not in the back seat I still have no power," Sammy wined.

"It's because I'm the oldest," I said.

"My house is up here," Cas said point to a very expensive looking house.

"Damn Cas. That's a nice looking house," I said.

"Well on the outside it seems nice, but on the inside it is a living Hell," he said.

"Well I hope that your family doesn't lash out on you about your piercings and your hair," I said.

"Same," he said.

We both got out of the car and I helped Cas get to his front door. He didn't need much help because it seemed like he could walk fine now.

"Do you have a phone?" I asked him.

"Uh yeah. Why?" He asked.

"Give it to me. I'll put my number in it since you seem pretty cool. Plus I heard that on Monday in science we will have to do a group project so I guess we can be partners. It's an out of school project," I said.

"Sure why not," Cas said.

We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways.

Castiel's P.O.V

After Dean left I stood at my door for a few minutes formulating a plan to pass my family without them noticing me. I took a deep breath and opened the door.