A/N: Okay, so I got bored so I decided to write more. Thank you Randomslashtard and Kimisha for the review, I love 'em too and I'm glad you like it ;) Hope you all enjoy, we get a little glimpse into Cas' mind here. p.s i would have uploaded yesterday but i kinda sorta threw my mouse at a wall for not working properly, completely destorying it, causing me to have to wait until my dad got a new one. *Ashamed look*
Summary: Dean Winchester is the most popular guy in school. Castiel is the new kid. Dean has to compete for attention but has he started having feelings for him competitor? Also, how will he handle tragedy? Is Castiel as normal as he seems?
Disclaimer: If only. All I'm saying. If only.
Rating: M
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Dean pointed Uriel and Raphael in the right direction while the reception girl – Becky - took Balthazar to French, which he mentioned he was fluent in, and Dean took Castiel to Lit.
In Lit there is always a space next to Dean as he sits right at the back and Mrs. Harvelle – as cool as she is – doesn't allow more than one person to sit on the back table in case they screw around. Dean walked over to his desk after introducing Castiel to the teacher – being careful to call him Castiel and not let Cas slip again – while she signed his paper.
Dean went to his seat and wasn't surprised when he saw his usual flock of friends waiting for him.
"Okay guys, listen up!" She shouted, placing a comforting hand on Castiel's shoulder when he jumped at her sudden outburst.
The whole class stopped talking and Dean's friends turned round to face Mrs. Harvelle as she pushed Castiel forward slightly, attracting attention to him.
"We have a new student today so I want y'all to be real nice to him. His name's Castiel Novak," A couple of people giggled but stopped when Mrs. Harvelle shot them a warning look. She turned to Castiel and muttered, "Did I pronounce that right?" He nodded and she turned back to the class.
"Okay, so if you'll just take a seat over next to Mr. Winchester and I'll go grab you an exorcise book," She gestured to Dean, patting Castiel on the shoulder. Dean was glad Castiel got sat next to him but he heard a few of his friends sigh so he groaned quietly so just they could hear.
Castiel dumped his bag on the floor next to his seat and sat down, keeping his eyes on the desk.
"Oh, good, he already knows his place," One of Dean's friends, Meg Masters, a pretty brunette with a leather jacket and tight pants, muttered. Dean felt the weird urge to defend him but didn't, he just watched how he reacted. He just kept staring at the desk.
"Hey, Castiel, what kind of name's that?" Another, Alastair Heyerdahl, asked. Alastair has light hair, almost gray, and blue eyes but nothing like Castiel's. He also had a very nasally voice and an obsession with sharp implements.
Castiel didn't reply.
"Probably some Spanish porn star name or something," Ruby Cortese, another dark haired girl with a leather jacket, commented. She was practically Meg's twin, in vicious personality as well as style.
The group laughed, except for Dean. He was watching Castiel and wondering why he hadn't defended himself yet.
"Hey! Can you talk?" Crowley asked. He had dark hair and dark, almost black, eyes. Crowley was gay and extremely vulgar about it, constantly talking about the thrity-somethings he gets off with all the time. He was frequently making deals with people in exchange for things.
Dean looked at Castiel, who was still looking at the desk, and noticed he was smiling.
"Hey, what's so funny?" Alastair asked.
Castiel just shook his head, indicating nothing.
"God, are you sure he's in the right class? The special class is that way!" Meg said.
"Guys, back off," Dean said quietly but forcefully.
"Why? What's he going to go?" Ruby pouted and put her hands on her hips, which looked ridiculous considering her and Meg were sat on the desk.
"Well, he hasn't done anything, just cut him some slack, it's a new school, he's not exactly going to be over talkative, is he?"
Everyone was confused, why was the cool guy sticking up for the loser new kid?
"Fine, we'll back off," Meg muttered, picking at her red painted nails.
"Here's you new book, just copy what to write on the front off Dean," Mrs. Harvelle told him, dropping a red book on Castiel's desk before giving Dean his off the top of her pile. She gave the others theirs and walked away to hand out the rest of the books.
Dean pushed his closer to Castiel so he could copy the front.
"You're supposed to write 'Castiel Novak' not 'Dean Winchester' on the first line by the way," Dean joked as Castiel picked up his pen. Castiel nodded and wrote out the stuff on the book and pushed it back to Dean.
"Thank you," He murmured as he opened the page to copy the learning outcome off the board.
Dean, Meg, Alastair, Ruby and Crowley all talked about the latest rumors in school of who the resident slut, Rachel, was sleeping with now. Dean wasn't really paying attention; he kept turning to look at Castiel who was getting on with his work quietly.
Dean had all the same lessons as Castiel until lunch so he showed him round the school.
At lunch he invited Castiel to sit with him and the others but he chose to go sit with Uriel, Raphael and Balthazar.
Dean glanced over occasionally before deciding to go sit with them, telling his friends he needed Castiel's help on some homework they got in Biology.
He sat down on the round table in between Raphael and a pretty blonde girl with glasses who was sat with Balthazar as they blatantly flirted. Next to Balthazar was Castiel and then Uriel then Raphael.
"Hey, mind if I sit with you guys," Dean asked, suddenly realizing how intrusive this looked.
Uriel was about to say something but Balthazar spoke first, "Of course you can Dean. You were the first person kind enough to talk to us, it would be rude if we said no," He directed the last bit as Uriel who gave him a look before going back to staring at his plate inedible cafeteria food.
"Thanks," Dean smiled to Balthazar.
"So, are you and Castiel getting on?" Raphael asked although the politeness sounding slightly forced.
"Yep, getting along great, aren't we Cas?" Dean smiled at Castiel. Cas? Why the hell-
"That's great. Hey, do you want to come round to our's tonight, Dean? Michael's cooking so it should be edible," Balthazar asked Dean.
Wow, I just met these guys and they're already inviting me to their place for dinner? I like them. Dean thought.
"Sure, if it's okay with everybody? Cas?" He said, turning to Castiel.
Castiel looked up for the first time since Dean got there and seemed to have just noticed him. Everybody stared at him expectantly.
"What?" He looked confused.
Balthazar laughed, "Oh god, Cassie, the amount of times you're in a world of your own. Is it fine by you if Dean comes round for dinner?"
"Oh," Castiel looked at Dean for a few seconds, Dean staring back. "Sure," He shrugged going back to playing with his fork, not eating. "And stop calling me 'Cassie'," He added, making Balthazar grin back. The girl next to him, who he introduced as Kim, smiled at them.
Uriel lent towards Castiel so he could whisper in his ear, whatever he said, Castiel sighed back and stabbed the meat on his tray but still didn't eat. Uriel stared at him for a couple more seconds before shrugging and going back to his own food. Dean watched slightly confused.
"Hey Cassie? Switch places with me and Kimmy, I need to talk to Uriel," Balthazar said, tapping Castiel's knee.
"Don't call me that," Castiel and Kim both sighed at the same time. They exchanged a look and smiled. Dean got a weird feeling at that. Jealousy? Why would he be jealous of Kim smiling at Castiel?
Castiel sighed and nodded, picking up his backpack and standing.
"Thanks little brother," Balthazar said as he picked his over shoulder bag up with one hand and took Kim's in the other. They all switched round so now Castiel was sat in between Kim and Dean with Balthazar next to Kim then Uriel then Raphael in between him and Dean.
"So, um-" Dean started before Balthazar slid Castiel's food tray down to him, winking. Castiel sighed and picked up his fork but still didn't eat.
"What?" He muttered to Dean.
"How are you?" Dean asked. Well, that was lame. He thought to himself but couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Fine," Castiel answered before adding, "You?"
"I'm good, sorry about my friends in lit by the way, they're a little territorial, don't like new people. They'll warm up to you eventually,"
"Doubtful. People tend not to 'warm up' to me," Castiel murmured.
Well, Dean thought, at lease I got more than a one-word answer this time.
"What do you mean?"
"People think I'm weird. I don't blame them," He shrugged as if he was used to it.
"I don't think you're weird," Dean patted him on the shoulder and smiled.
He looked up, as if trying to figure out if Dean was making fun of him but nothing in his face gave anything away.
"Thanks," He looked back at his tray, hiding a smile, slightly embarrassed.
Castiel pulled his chair closer to Dean so their knees were about a centimeter apart.
"You want this?" He asked, gesturing to his plate.
"Um, sure," Dean answered taking his fork from him. Castiel smiled at him and Dean thought he heard him mutter something like thank god but couldn't be sure. He shook it off and ate the food. Castiel glanced back at Balthazar occasionally who was too busy talking to Kim to notice anything, seemingly done talking to Uriel.
When Dean was done, Castiel took the fork back off him and turned to face Kim and Balthazar.
"I ate it all,"
Dean looked slightly confused.
Balthazar beamed at Castiel. "Good!" He reached past Kim to ruffle Castiel's dark hair but he dodged back and accidentally bumped his head against Dean's chest.
"Sorry," He muttered when he turned round.
"Don't sweat it," He leant forward so just Castiel could hear him, "So, what was that about? Why'd you tell Balthazar that you ate all the food?" He asked quietly, sensing if the others heard then Castiel would be in trouble. Castiel's eyes widened slightly as he turned to the others to see if they'd heard. Thankfully, none of them turned round.
"I'm just not hungry. If they see me skip a meal they freak out that there might be something wrong with me. Being the youngest in the family is like that. You wouldn't know since you have a little brother so you're probably the same with him,"
Dean was surprised that he remembered Sam as they'd never actually spoken just seen each other.
"Okay," Dean knew Castiel was lying but decided it was none of his business.
Castiel had double Geography next with Balthazar, Raphael and Kim while Dean had it with Uriel.
The classrooms were right next to each other so they walked up together until Uriel and Dean's class was called in.
They sat down; Dean invited Uriel to sit with him and Alastair since Alastair was the only one of Dean's close friends in this class although he wasn't here yet. He was always around ten minutes late.
As soon as they were both seated Uriel turned round and stared at Dean.
"What?" He asked, slightly self-conscious.
"Why are you being so nice to Castiel?" He demanded.
Dean wasn't quite sure how to answer that. He didn't even know why, he didn't usually go out of his way to be nice to others who weren't in his circle of friends but he couldn't help it with Castiel.
"He's a nice kid?' He settled for.
"He's a weird kid. People don't tend to socialize with weird kids," Uriel corrected.
"He's not weird. What makes him weird?" Dean was curious, Castiel said he was weird too but he truly couldn't see anything wrong with him. He was quiet but that could just be because he's shy. He was getting annoyed with it too. He didn't want Castiel, or anyone for that matter, to think anything bad of the youngest Novak.
"He thinks-" Uriel cut himself off, eyes wide.
"He thinks what?" Dean pushed, his curiousity peeking again.
"Nothing," The other boy answered quickly, turning to face the front of the class.
"He thinks what?" He was curious.
"Nothing, he thinks nothing... That's the problem. He doesn't think," Uriel improvised.
Dean decided to let it drop for now but now he was determined to find out more about Castiel Novak tonight at dinner.
A/N: Next chapter Dean will meet Michael and have dinner at the Novak's. And we see even more about Castiel. Review people!