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Split Personality Disorder

The next morning as I pulled into the school parking lot I parked as far away from that God-awful yellow Mustang as possible. I climbed out of Baby and naturally managed to drop my keys while closing her door. I sighed and leaned down to pick them up, but before I could reach them a pale hand swiped them up. I jerked up and there was none other than Castiel Cullen: Object of my unrequited affection and wet dreams.

"How the Hell did you do that?" I snapped.

"Do what?" He asked, tilting his head and holding out my keys.

I reached for them and he dropped them into my palm. "Appear out of nowhere!"

"Dean, it's not my fault that you are not observant of your surroundings."

I scowled at his perfect stubble-covered face and gorgeous plump lips that had felt so amazing around my- "So what was up with that friggin traffic jam shit yesterday?" I snapped, pushing all thoughts of Castiel's lips doing anything other than speaking, out of my mind. "I mean I thought that you had decided to pretend that I don't exist, not irritate me to death."

He shrugged, "I simply felt obligated to give Andy his proper chance."

"You…" I was so pissed that I couldn't even think of a strong enough word to call him. I exhaled. "So you are trying to irritate me to death. You know, seeing as the countless people asking me to the stupid friggin dance already haven't done the job yet."

A spark of anger flickered in his eyes, "You, Dean Swan, are completely impossible and utterly absurd."

I nodded, accepting the accusation and turned, sloshing through the rain towards my first class with clenched fists.

"Wait," He sighed and a second later he was at my side, easily keeping up with my pace.

"Why can't you just leave me alone?" I sighed in defeat.

"I wanted to ask you something, but…I got sidetracked," He told me with a small smile.

"Do you have a friggin split personality disorder or something?" I hissed.

"Dean," He said gently, "You're doing it again."

"Fine," I sighed. "What do you want to ask me?"

"I was wondering if a week from Saturday- you know the night of the dance –"

"Are you trying to be funny?" I demanded through gritted teeth, stopping and turning to glare at him.

He tilted his head in that way that I was so not admitting looked completely adorable. "No…May I finish?"

I bit my lip and kept my fists clenched at my sides to keep myself from doing anything irrational like punching him in the face or cupping his cheek and pulling him into a kiss.

"I heard you mention going to Seattle and I was simply wished to ask you if you would like a ride."

"With who?" I asked skeptically.

"Myself, obviously," He stated as if speaking to a mentally challenged five-year-old.

I stared at him in shock. "Why?" I asked slowly.

"I've been planning a trip for a while and to be honest I'm uncertain as to whether or not your car can make it."

I instantly became angrier at his insult to my car. "Baby, could get me there and back again just fine," I defended.

"Am I to assume that you're referring to that primer thing you drive?"

"Oh Hell no you did not just insult Baby!" I nearly screamed.

He took a step back, holding his hands up defensively, "I apologize for saying that; it was quite rude. I'm not saying that it isn't true, but I still should not have said it aloud."

I nodded satisfied.

"Now that that's sorted out the question is: can she get there and back on one tank of gas?"

"I don't see how this is any of your business Mister I-Drive-An-Obnoxiously-Bright-Yellow-Mustang."

"My only concern is the wasting of finite resources," He deadpanned.

I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose, "Wait a minute…Alright look, Castiel I just…I can't seem to keep up with you here. I mean I thought you said you didn't want to be my friend, but now you're offering me a ride to the city…"

"I only said that it would be better if we were not friends, not that I didn't want to be."

I rolled my eyes, "Oh well that just clears everything up, doesn't it?"

"I'm glad that the situation has been clarified."

"Dude! Sarcasm! Nothing you just said clarified shit!"

He looked taken aback for a moment. "Oh…I meant…I meant that it would be wiser for you to not be friends with me, but no matter how hard I try…I can't seem to stay away from you." His gaze intensified and he stepped closer to me, blowing my personal space to shit. Suddenly I couldn't remember how to breathe. "Will you please come to Seattle with me?" He asked, his lips barely inches from mine.

I nodded, still unable to find my voice, but proud of myself for recovering the ability to breath.

He gave me a barely-there smile and ran the tips of his fingers down the side of my neck and over my collarbone, causing a pleasant chilling to warming sensation where our skin touched that slowly spread through my entire body. The second his fingers left my skin his expression hardened again, "You truly should stay away from me," He sighed. "I'll see you in class." And with that he was gone.

A/N#2: Another short chapter, but hey an update's an update! Let me know what you think with a review. The more reviews I get the quicker the next chapter will be up!