Okies, so when I checked my hotmail, I didn't whether to laugh, cry or dance like an idiot. Thank you so much for all the favourites, reviews and follows! SHIRTLESS MISHA FOR EVERYONE! Sadly, updates are most likely going to be going at this pace due to school, coursework and upcoming exams. Why this idea had to come at this time, I don't even...

I thought I'd mention this is my first time writing M fanfiction, but... I've done my research so there's no need to worry though any pointers or suggestions you have are appreciated.

OH! And... and guess where I'm going next year? -crickets- No? Well I'll tell you! A Supernatural convention! Well it's an 'unoffical' one but Misha Collins is (hopefully if he doesn't cancel) going!

Okay, enough rambling.

WARNING - There are some homophobic use of words?

Song inspired by Innerpartysystem - Don't Stop

Chapter 2 - I Am The Lie That You Adore

Lessons came and lunch soon decided to show it's pretty ass, man Dean was hungry. As soon as the bell rang, he made a head start since Cas had shown him where the cafeteria was at break. While he was just about to get in line, a pair hands grabbed him and slammed him against the wall. Some students passing by decided to avoid this mysterious person and carry on to the line.

"What the actual fuck dude, I had my eye on that pie!" He protested, trying to pry the hands off him and move away, but was pushed back into the wall.

"Oh Dean, we're only trying to help your social status, I mean, you seem like a cool guy..." He looked over to his friends, loosening his grip on Dean. "Why not leave faggot boy and sit with us?" His friends behind him snickered.

Dean gave a hard look at this dickweed. He had mousy blonde hair and cold, piercing blue eyes which sent a horrible shiver down Dean's spine. He did not like him one bit, like, the bad vibes were just irradiating off of him. Wait! By faggot boy, did he mean...

"You mean Cas Err... Castiel is a... you know..." Dean tried making hand gestures to prove his point. The stranger's freed Dean from his grip and moved backwards.

"Yes and trust me Dean, he's already" He gave a disgusted look "lusting after you."

He paused, thinking for about 10 seconds before giving Dean a smile, reaching out his hand for Dean to shake. "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Balthazar, over there is Meg," He pointed to a blonde girl who gave a Dean a little wave. "and over there is Uriel" Uriel just nodded in confirmation.

"Well it's great to meet you all, mind if we go grab something cause I am starving" Dean demanded, heading over to the line.

"We'll catch up with you later, see you in History Dean!" Balthazar shouted to him, heading down the corridor.

He knew he shouldn't have let them say stuff about Cas like that, but he didn't really want any rumours about him being spread, especially ones about him being gay. You see, back when he was in his previous high school, he told a so called friend in confidence that he had... feelings for a guy at their last school and, well... lets just say he ended up in hospital with a few cuts and bruises. He didn't want to go down that path again. Even if Cas was attractive.

Sorry for how short this is. My brain currently hates me, and I've been busy.