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CAS POV

Dean walked into the room and I was so nervous I was almost shaking. Dean looked around the room for a moment and then he was staring right at me. I tried my best to calm myself down. Yeah, there was no way I was going to be able to muster up the courage to talk to him. Just thinking about it made my insides twist. But then actually Dean sat beside me, started passing me notes, and asked me to sit at his lunch table! Well, it was for math help- but still! And later (I don't know when, we didn't have time to establish a date) we would be going to Dean's house! I was going to get to see Dean's house. Holy crap. After narrowly avoiding a mishap with miss g for passing notes we had acted tedious for the rest of class. When the bell rang Dean had quickly gathered up his stuff and gave me a friendly punch in the arm.

"See ya at lunch" My mind was buzzing as I made my way to history class. I was excited but also very nervous, Dean's friends would probably hate me but I guess I had a small sliver of hope that they wouldn't. Well actually, I suppose Gabriel didn't seem to hate me. That's already 2/6ths of the group...

I sat down in the History 20 room and sighed happily. History may have been my favorite class. We have a fantastic teacher, Mrs Tangretti. She was so enthusiastic about the subject her interest could be seen reflected by the whole class. Well maybe not the whole class. There were always a few who could never get into it or somehow fell asleep. I didn't understand. Why didn't people like History? It's so fascinating to hear how all of these events from our past are linked and sometimes there is even a comedic aspect to the subject.

Mrs Tangretti began talking and I listened attentively and started taking notes. I got so captivated in history I didn't know how fast the hour was passing. Soon the bell rang and I jumped in my seat. Oh crap. Oh dear. I left the classroom and got my bagged lunch from my locker as slowly as I could. I didn't want to go in the cafeteria, this was so nerve-wracking. I made myself walk there anyway, I had to give this a try.

I arrived at the the cafeteria doors and tried to swallow the lump in my throat. The table I usually sat at was quiet and located in the nearest corner. Dean's table was essentially in the middle of the cafeteria, Gabriel and Charlie were already there. To get there I had to pass by Crowley's table. I considered backing out right then and there. I could handle being alone. Yes, alone was safe- But Gabriel started waving me over and I accidentally made eye contact with him so I couldn't pretend I didn't notice. I nodded at him and made my way across the floor, watching my shoes and hoping Crowley wouldn't notice me. He seemed to have a need to bother me whenever he saw me so I had just learned his habits throughout the year and usually was able to completely avoid him. But as usual, luck seemed to not be on my side as I heard a gritty, sass filled voice.

"Oh hey! Guys look! It's Queerstiel! Get over here boy! " Crowley's friends laughed. I kept my head down and tried to keep walking but Crowley's friend Richard grabbed me by the back of my shirt and spun me towards Crowley. I stumbled as Crowley tried to be heard over all the talking kids in the cafeteria.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, pretty boy!... Soo what are you doing on this side of the cafeteria, come to visit-" Suddenly Crowley stopped talking Richard let go of me. I felt a presence behind me and Crowley looked like he was trying to swallow his words and Richard's eyes widened. The presence behind me was gone and marched up to Crowley, pushing his back into the table and growling.

"Listen here you piece of actual shit. Castiel is with me and I've told you so before. One more incident and I am dragging you behind the school to shove your fat head up your ass"

Dean.

I watched in shock as Crowley and Dean stared at each other like two carnivores fighting over an animal carcass, challenging the other to make a move. After a while Dean took a deep breath and stepped away from Crowley, straightening out his shirt.

"Tell your ignorant little crew that the same thing applies to them. No one touches Castiel." Watching Dean get defensive like this was kind of terrifying and kind of hot. He grabbed my wrist.

"C'mon Castiel." He pulled me across the cafeteria. All of Dean's friends were seated around the blue, circular table now. There was 4 bench seats around it, each seating 2 people. Charlie was beside Sam, Jo beside Gabriel (actually more like on Gabriel's lap) and Garth had a bench seat to himself. Dean sat down in the free one on the side nearest to Garth. I took the space beside Dean as he introduced me.

"Hey gang, so this is Castiel." There was a chorus of 'Hellos' and 'What's ups' and Garth actually got up to give me a hug- which was slightly awkward considering I was still sitting down. He didn't seem to care though he squeezed me tight and said so that only I could hear.

"Welcome to the gang. I know you're gonna fit with us like marshmallows and toast." My eyes brows furrowed. Part of the gang? Marshmallows and toast? As far as I knew I was just sitting here for today.

"Uhh, thanks." I said and Garth patted me on the back before walking back over to his seat. I started opening up my lunch. I set my food on the table; sandwich, two cookies, apple, and water. I noticed I was the only one with a paper bagged lunch. Everyone else didn't have one or had a tray of cafeteria food.

"So Castiel." Jo said. "I've seen you around at dance, you're good." I blushed.

"Thanks."

"Awwww!" Charlie, Jo and Garth chimed.

"He's so cuuuute when he blushes!" Charlie squealed as if I wasn't sitting right across the table from her. I blushed even darker and tried to shrink into my hoodie, receiving more high pitched noises from the red-headed girl. I turned to Dean for help but he was already looking at me and beaming. I froze up. Dean was almost smiling at me like I was special or something. It was so unexpected and nice I started smiling too. I couldn't look away and he didn't seem to want to either. My eyes only left him when I heard yelling.

"OH MY GOOOOD." Charlie went hysterical. Turns out everyone at the table had been watching as Dean and I had been gazing at each other for what had seemed like a very small amount of time. Everyone at the table began yelling things about me and Dean. I think they were completely exaggerating their reactions to what had just happened in order to bother Dean.

"YOU TWO ARE THE MOST ADORABLE THING THAT EVER EXISTED I AM GOING TO DIEEE!"

"BOYFRIEEENDS BOYFRIEENDS!"

"I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE CLOSET GAY"

and Gabriel was singing. "Can you feeeeel tHE LOOOOUVE TOONIIGHT!"

Everyone at the surrounding tables were starting to stare. Dean and I both hid our faces in our hands until our table mostly quieted down, the only noises were now whispers and chuckles. Dean cleared his throat and changed the subject. The rest of the table would've probably disagreed with this, but Dean seemed like the type who wasn't afraid to hand a friendly ass-kicking to his buddies, so they mostly shut up.

"So uh, Castiel, about that math..." he said, glaring at the giggling bunch at the table. "I kinda forgot my books in my locker... Should I go get them?"

"No." I replied. "I brought my own books we could use. But I suppose we should eat first."

"Yeah." Dean nodded. Sam started talking.

"So wait, Castiel, are you helping Dean with math? Aren't you younger than him?"

"Well yes, but some excel in certain subjects and some in others, age is sometimes almost meaningless."

"Right." Sam said and Charlie sighed happily, her head in her hands as she stared dreamily at me then Dean, then me then Dean.

"Oh my goodness, you're tutoring him too? That's so-" Dean cut her off.

"Charlie, if I hear the words cute or adorable again I am walking straight over to Gilda Elvindal and telling her about you big fat lesbian crush on her."

Charlie squeaked. "Dean! No! Shh, not so loud! Somebody could be listening! Word gets around you know and I don't want her to know until the right moment when I do something awesome and sweep her off her feet." \

Dean rolled his eyes. "You've been saying that for the past year Charlie. You've gotta muster up the balls to actually do somethin sometime soon."

Gabriel joined in. "Hell yeah Charlie! You should ask her to take you to prom! She's gonna graduate this year you know, you can't keep stalling."

Charlie whined. "But she's older! There's no way she wants to be with a girly little redhead like me! I don't even know if she's gay."

"Well there's no harm in trying." Sam said.

"Yeah, except for some possible unstandable humiliation and rejection." She muttered.

"I don't think unstandable is a word."

"Whatever." I wasn't used to this much banter about personal matters, it was actually quite intriguing. I presented an idea to the solve the problem.

"Charlie, you could always write her a note. It is considered a romantic gesture and if she was not interested she would not have to reject you face to face or even approach you if you do this right." Charlie's eyes widened.

"That's brilliant! Dean we're keeping this kid." I smiled and began eating my sandwich. Dean grinned at me then his eyes drifted down to my cookies, his eyes widening.

"Castiel, did your mom make those?"

"Yes, you can have them if you want, my mother sends me too much sweets sometimes."

"Are you serious?! Thanks! I don't think I would EVER get enough of your momma's cooking." He grabbed the cookies, stuffing the first one into his mouth and making a happy humming noise.

Everyone continued talking at the table and I actually found myself feeling comfortable. These people were not even remotely judgmental like I expected. I actually enjoyed myself so much that my books never got opened. Dean and I would have to find time to study later.

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