Weeks past; sometimes Castiel would venture out to class and sometimes he would sit and draw like his second day. Him and his brother had regular phone calls, which were more Gabriel whining at him to come home than anything of any importance. Everything was becoming very; repetitive.

Him and Dean had found an easy friendship which he found comfortable but odd.

The second time they had sat and talked he found out that he was a jock (of course) and the dicks who were using Chuck were his 'friends' Castiel had to resist the urge to punch him in the face and kick him in the groin because he didn't even know if he was involved.

Castiel shouldn't have been surprised really, but after checking with Chuck found out that Dean didn't even know. He relaxed once again into easy living.

Castiel was sat in his English class once again, the PE group had moved indoors lately so watching them play tennis was not an option. He had scowled out of the window when he had first noticed. Now he would just day dream and try to drown out Hamlet. He found the subject pointless.

He was in the middle of deciding whether he needed to acquire anymore weed when he received a short stab in his side, he jerked towards the boy who he sat next to (who had eventually introduced himself as Balthazar, Balthy for short) and glared at him. Balthazar flinched slightly under Castiels gaze then relaxed and passed a small folded piece of paper to him.

Castiel took it willingly intrigued immediately. He unfolded the small piece of paper with nimble fingers; a smirk crossed his face as he read the words written scruffily across it.

There's a small get together off campus tonight

You would have to sneak out of course but

You should get your elegant little ass over there

It's promised to be a good night.

Looking up from the paper Castiel met Balthazar eyes and nodded his head slightly before putting the paper in his pocket and turned back to the window.

At least now he had something to look forward to.

The last bell went, and Castiel couldn't be anymore relieved the only decent lesson he had that day had been art and even that had been a drag after finding out he could go out and enjoy himself tonight.

As he wandered back to his dorm he wondered idly if he could take Chuck along, he decided against it just in case those dumb jocks made an appearance. If they didn't Castiel would bring Chuck along next time. Definitely.

As he got back to dorm he once again found it empty, he always seemed to get back before Chuck, he didn't know why he thought it better not to ask. Chuck knew he had his back so if it was something bad he would have been told. Right?

Something in his gut told him this wasn't the truth and it itched across his skin. He pushed it down. If Chuck really needed him he would ask and if it got worse or really noticeable Castiel would take it into his own hands.

So Castiel got ready to go out, sliding into dark blue skinny jeans and a navy and white striped vest top. He also grabbed his black zip hoodie. It was only 5 by this time so he decided to go grab something to eat.

The kitchen was empty, he thought about it for a minute then realised most people went to some kind of club. It was mandatory. Though Castiel himself hadn't chosen one to join and wasn't thinking about it, at all. Ever.

So Castiel helped himself to one of the rare mars bars in a high cupboard, he went a plopped down onto one of the couches in front of a wide screen television. He spread out across it, clicked the TV into life and relaxed. Flicking through channels idly, waiting for time to pass.

It wasn't too long before others lads came back from their clubs some grabbing bottles of water or food, some claiming other seating areas. Castiel stayed where he was, he still had a couple of hours to kill. Though he wasn't really paying attention to the TV anymore, he was just staring up at the ceiling.

Well until a face scared the crap outta him because it leaned over the back of the couch.

Low and behold there was a laughing Dean, staring down at Castiel with those freaking green eyes. Castiel glared up at him, then flicked him on the those to shut him up. Dean just dodged and jumped over the back of the couch making Castiel scrabble to get out of his way. He laughed again, winning him another glare.

"Dude, you still haven't joined a club have you?" He was smiling wide and Castiel thought his jaw must hurt a lot from it.

"No. I don't see the point in it. They aren't necessary." He had a solemn face, he crossed he legs under him and faced the TV was again. Dean nudged him slightly.

"You have to, there isn't a choice."

"Do you really think I care whether it is supposed to be a choice or not?" Dean thought about this for a minute and his concentration brought a smirk to Castiel lips.

"No you probably don't, still though you should get out more." Castiel looked at him properly now.

"I am getting out, I'm getting out tonight actually. Why are you so bothered by my social habits?" He was seriously peeved, he wasn't some sort of shut in. he couldn't talk much for Chuck but he himself would at least wander around the school. Usually after lights out but still.

Castiel question seemed to stump Dean and he opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before answering.

"I'm just looking out for you, I mean we are healthy teenage boys right? We have needs…" He trailed, then caught onto what Castiel had said earlier. "You're going to Balthazar's get together aren't you?"

Some how Dean knowing about this party thing didn't surprise him, so he just nodded. Turning his attention back to the TV they sat there in silence for a bit.

"We should go together." All Castiel could think was 'what is up with this kid?'

"Erh, sure. What about your little brother though?" Castiel didn't know why but he was definitely interested how the boys manoeuvred themselves around each other, they were such close brothers. Closer than him and Gabriel, than the rest of his family. But that wasn't exactly hard with his family.

"I cleared it with him earlier, he's studying with his friend. Erh, dammit I can't remember the kids name." He once again fell back into his concentration face this time adding a finger to his lip making Castiel smirk.

"Don't hurt yourself." Castiel patted Deans arm then stood up and stretched, his top riding up slightly. "We should probably make a move if we want to sneak out without Mr Adam on our tails."

Dean agreed and stood up, the other boys in the room didn't even notice them leaving. On the way to a hole in the fence Dean had found in his first week Castiel dropped a text to Chuck telling him he would be out all night. Chuck would cover for him if Adam came snooping, he always did.

They managed to squeeze through the gap in the fence onto a deserted street, it was a ten minute walk to the outskirts of town and another ten to where the party was going to be held.

Castiel did up his hoodie and shoved his hands into his pockets. It wasn't exactly the warmest night out. They set off into the darkness, comfortable silence surrounding the two boys.

They weren't prepared the for nights events. Not really.

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