Chapter 2

September 9th, 2014, 8:00 am.

'It was the heat of the moment telling me what your heart meant' rose from Dean's alarm clock. He reached his arm over lazily and turned off his alarm clock, a huge smile forming on his face. Today was the day. 3 weeks of school and Dean was finally going to hang out with Castiel after school. 3 weeks of getting a ride to school with Castiel and he was finally hanging out with him. 3 weeks of friendship and they were finally spending time together outside of school. Dean stretched his arms and yawned loudly, never breaking the smile. He stayed in his bed for a minute, thinking of the fun they would have before he decided it was time to get up. Dean walked to his closet and carefully picked some clothing that wouldn't be too restraining, comfortable, not tacky, and still look good. He rummaged through his closet for around 10 minutes in frustration before he noticed something laying on the floor of his closet. "Hmm. I've never worn this before." Dean mumbled to himself.

He reached down and picked up a denim jacket. "I can make this work." He smirked, grabbing a brown shirt and jeans to wear. Dean looked at himself in the mirror once he was dressed. "Not too bad but I need hair to match." He murmered, unparting his combed hair and ruffling it up. "Hello Dean Winchester." He smiled, admiring himself for once before going downstairs to eat breakfast.

"Good morning, mo-mom?" Dean said as he came downstairs, seeing his mother was accompanied by a boy with dark hair, blue eyes, and a dress shirt.

"Hello Dean." Said the dark haired boy. "I was just making sure our plans were okay with your mom." He spoke with a smile.

"Please, call me Mary." Dean's mother replied humbly.

"I could've texted her after school. . ." Dean said, confused.

"Well I thought it was best if I met her in person to discuss it. Gabriel had to leave early anyways." Castiel replied.

"How are we getting to school if he's gone then."

"Oh, well I assumed we could take the bus since it still comes by your house." Castiel smiled largely.

"I guess. Did you eat anything?"

"Yes, he did. I gave him some of the breakfast I was making for you and Sammy." Mary spoke.

"Oh okay. Where is Sam? Shouldn't he be up by now?" Dean questioned.

"I could ask the same about Dean. You make a believable clone." Castiel giggled. "I haven't seen you-I mean Dean, without a dress shirt on since the day we met. You look like you should be hunting."

"And I haven't seen you in a dress shirt since we met. I also assumed this was casual enough for hanging out and nothing like a deer hunter." Dean said.

"Who said anything about deer hunting?" Castiel replied, tilting his head slightly.

Dean was about to reply when Sam exploded from upstairs, clearly in a hurry. "I'm going to be late! I'm going to be late! I'm going to be late!" He shouted, still in his underwear."

"I heard you the first time, Sammy. And maybe you wouldn't be late if you actually got dressed before you came down here and set an alarm instead of relying on your 'natural timer" crap." Dean retorted.

"Shut up dean, can't I just get a ride with you and Gabe today?" Sam pleaded.

"Sorry Sammy, Gabe left early. Me and Cas are taking the bus." Dean replied with a sharp smirk.

"Damn it! The bus will be here any minute!" Sam cursed.

"Samuel Henry Winchester! Watch it!" Mary scolded.

"Oohh the full name you better watch it Sammy." Castiel laughed.

"Hey, only my family can call me Sammy." Sam hissed.

"Really? I'm pretty sure I just did." Castiel retorted.

"Shut it Sammy. Come on Cas, we have a bus to catch." Dean spoke, swallowing the last bit of bacon from his breakfast.

Castiel nodded, said his goodbyes, grabbed his backpack and headed out the door with Dean to catch the bus. They waited for about 10 minutes before the bus came by, creating a fight for who got on first. It was 11o degrees so even 10 minutes was a long time to be outside. Castiel and Dean plopped down in a seat near an air vent and an open window, sweat dripping slowly down their faces. "Boy am I glad we don't have gym today." Dean exclaimed.

"Yeah, bet you're pretty happy about your decision to wear two layers today." Castiel mocked.

"Ha ha, very funny. Curse you and your thin, white shirt!" Dean replied, shaking his fist in the air.

"Already am cursed." Castiel mumbled.

"What?" Dean questioned.

"Oh, I said curses aren't real." Castiel lied.

"They could be." Dean replied.

"So a believer in the supernatural?" Castiel asked, intrigued.

"Nope. Not at all. Ghosts, heaven, hell, angels, demons, vampires, werewolves. All tales used to scare people and create a rational reason to be scared of the dark." Dean stated.

"We'll see about that." Castiel murmered to himself.

"Hmm?"

"Oh, I asked what will we do after school." Castiel clarified.

"Hmm. I never thought of that. Normal teenager stuff?" Dean asked.

"What? Like booze, sex, and drugs?"

"No, never. My dad is an alcoholic. I don't want to turn out like that." Dean rushed.

"Ah, so a real mamma's boy?"

"I suppose yeah. I love my mother. She's been there for me through thick and thin and knows more about me than I know about myself."

"Nice. I only got my dad, he's a real badass. Works for the FBI or something. He's always wearing a suit and has a ton of money but when we travel we always stay in 2 star hotels for whatever reason."

"Yeah that's weird. Anyways, since it's hot I suppose we could go for ice cream?" Dean finished.

"Yeah, sure. Let's just cross those bridges as we get there." Castiel replied.

"Okie dokie. And it looks like we have arrived at our destination. Watch out chemistry lab, here we come." Dean joked, grinning widely.