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Cas arrived to homeroom early the next day. He sat in his spot by the wall. sat at his desk doing some type of paperwork. Beside those two there were only a couple of kids in the class. Cas glanced at the empty seat beside him. He couldn't help but think that he was stuck between Dean and the wall all year. His mind wandered to fantasies of what it would be like to actually be stuck between Dean and the wall. To have Dean's hands running through Cas's short brown hair, his smouldering green eyes boring into Cas's blue ones, his soft pink lips just centimetres from- "Cas!" A voice ripped him from the fantasy. His eyes snapped over to see Dean in his spot. "I said mornin'. Are you usually this out of it?" He asked amused. Cas blushed furiously. He couldn't believe he was just having that fantasy about this boy that he's only known for a day-not even, really. He has done it before with strangers passing on the street, but that was more intense. "Uh, no, sorry," he managed awkwardly. Dean chuckled a little showing off a smile that made Cas's chest flutter. Geez, he was good looking. started the lesson before Dean could reply which Cas was grateful for. He didn't want to be so awkward he'd freak him out.
Cas's mind wandered to his visit with Lucifer later. He was nervous. He hadn't seen his brother since the trial five years ago. It caused quite the uproar with the press. One of the top chefs on television's brother was convicted for three counts of murder, not to mention Gabe's candy business took quite the blow from it. Cas would never understand why his brother did it. It scared him that his brother was capable of that. They had the same blood pumping through their veins. Did that mean Cas would be capable of the same? He hoped not. The bell rang and Cas quickly collected his things and left before more fantasies about Dean could sprout in his mind and anxieties about visiting Lucifer could make him back out of it.
During art let them have a free draw period. Most of the kids just talked and and goofed off, Dean included. He was joking around with some guy named Benny who Cas recognized from Dean's lunch table. Cas found himself in the far corner sketching the outline of Dean's laughing face. It wasn't very good since Cas wasn't that great at art, but it was enough to creep Cas out. He didn't know why he was so infatuated with Dean after knowing he existed for such a short amount of time. He ripped the page from his sketchbook and crumbled it up into a ball. On the way out of class he threw it in the garbage, a bit paranoid that Dean might see it. He headed to calculus where hopefully Garth's incessant talking would keep his mind off of things.
Cas spent that lunch period thinking over the possible scenarios that could happen when talking to Lucifer. What would he even say? "You alright, Cas?" Sam asked worried. Cas nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just a bit worried about seeing my brother later," he explained. "Why are you worried about seeing your brother?" Kevin asked. "I haven't had contact with him in five years. He's kind of detached." Although Cas didn't mean from the family he meant from basic human emotion. The three nodded as if understanding. Cas pulled a paper from his bag and signed the line at the bottom remembering he was supposed to sign the student agreement for his next class. "Castiel Novak," Garth read and his eyes widened. "Like Balthazar Novak?" Sam questioned. "Like Novak's Sweets?" Kevin jumped in now surprised. "Like Lucifer Novak?" Garth jumped in now. At the mention of Lucifer the other two boys flinched. Cas's brother was a household name now.
"Is that the brother you're going to see today?" Sam asked concerned. Cas nodded and avoided eye contact with all of them. "Dude, no way! That's ca-razy!" Garth exclaimed sounding almost excited that he knew someone who was related to a murderer. Sam sent him a glare, which caused his smile to falter. "If you're so worried about it why do you just not go?" Kevin asked. "I have to. He hasn't seen any of us in five years. He may be a killer, but he's still my brother." Kevin nodded as if he understood which Cas knew he didn't really. No one did. Not unless their brother killed three people in the most brutal way possible and became one of the most infamous faces of the decade.
They managed to get off the subject of Lucifer and Cas's family all together for the rest of the period. When Cas exited the school he couldn't see where Michael was parked due to a large crowd circled around two people. He looked over to see who it was. It was some dark skinned kid Cas's age and Sam. The other kid pushed Sam back. "What did you just say to me, Winchester?" He demanded. Cas couldn't believe this guy. He was a senior while Sam was a sophomore. "I said, I'm not afraid of you, Gordon," Sam held his ground. Gordon punched Sam right in the cheek causing him to fall back. "How about now?" Gordon spat. Cas rushed forward to help. He couldn't just stand by and let this happen. Sam was the closest thing he had to a friend at this place. Sam began to sit up. Right when Cas broke through the crowd Dean charged through and punched Gordon in the face so hard it made Cas dizzy. Gordon fell back. Dean leaned over him and grabbed his collar lifting him up. "You touch my brother one more time and I'll kill you," he warned with so much hate and venom Cas was almost convinced Dean had spent ten years in jail.
Cas knelt by Sam to make sure he was okay. "Break it up!" A shrill voice shouted. All the bystanders quickly dispersed. A woman with bright red hair stormed up. "All of you are suspended for a week for fighting on school grounds," she told the four of them. "But-" Dean started to argue but never got the chance to finish. "And a letter will be sent home," she added before turning and swiftly walking back in the school. "Dammit!" Dean shouted frustrated. "Ellen is going to kill me!" He rushed over to Sam barely even noticing Cas who was sitting there in shock. He had never gotten any sort of discipline at school before in his life. "I'm fine, Dean, really," Sam assured him. "Thanks for trying to help, Cas," Sam thanked him as they stood. "I'm sorry you got caught up in that." Cas shook his head. "It's fine. You would have done the same for me." Sam nodded. "Yeah, I guess I would have," he agreed. "Come on, Sammy, we should go. Ellen's going to be even more pissed if we keep her waiting," Dean said. Sam nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow, Cas," Dean said over his shoulder. Cas walked over to where Michael waiting still dazed by what had just happened. He was suspended for a week for trying to make sure his friend was okay. How unjust.