AN: After this chapter, I might slow down with the updates, otherwise it'll be finished quicker than I want it to. Please review, they make me happy.

"Led Zeppelin, eh? I suppose you like all other classic rock, Sabbath, Motorhead?"

Dean looked up at Gabriel and nodded; "sure do, can't beat a bit of 70's rock!"

Gabriel laughed and shrugged; "I'm more in to modern bands, Avenged Sevenfold, Rise Against, you know."

Dean eyed him suspiciously; "you don't like any of that emo crap do you?"

"Hell no! If I ever meet Gerard Way I'd have to kick him in the balls!"

Dean laughed and nodded in approval; "good. I tend to not like anything later than the 80's."

"We can't all live in the past, Dean-O. The chances of you seeing any of your favourite bands are completely dead, me however, I think there's a Foo Fighters gig coming up next month, I could easily go to that!"

Dean scoffed; "none of those bands would be anywhere without the likes of Metallica!"

Gabriel grinned; "I do agree, but still, come to the future Dean, it's great here! Everything's louder and heavier!"

"Nothing is heavier than Metallica! Nothing!"

Castiel returned from his travels around the library with his arms full of books, Anna trailing not far behind. The library was a members-only one, not open to the general public, and was open later than most places. Because of it's exclusivity, everything seemed to be much grander, no flimsy looking plastic chairs and tables, everything was made from wood and looked extremely expensive. The table they were sat at, coupled with the four chairs looked like it could cost more than Bobby's house.

"Get everything we need?" Gabriel asked, pulling the top book of the pile in front of him. Castiel nodded and sat besides Dean.

"I believe so... What were you two discussing?"

"Music," Gabriel replied, shifting about in his chair to get comfy; "telling Dean about the up and coming Foo gig I might go to, whilst he's stuck mourning the fact he'll never see Led Zeppelin, ever!"

Dean smirked; "I still have Metallica!"

Castiel smiled and shook his head; "I'm afraid I have no idea what either of you are talking about."

Gabriel snorted; "Cassie's even more stuck up than you, if it's later than the 18th century, he doesn't want to know!"

"Excuse me, Tchaikovsky is 19th century!"

Dean chuckled and grabbed himself a book; "classical music, then?"

Castiel nodded; "it was the only genre I could connect to. Plus, without it, your um, Metallica? They wouldn't be here."

Gabriel smirked; "isn't he a snob! I've tried to get him to listen to something with words, and a sick riff, nothing. Mention a Monet exhibition, he comes in his pants!"

Dean laughed and looked over at Castiel, who was tutting and shaking his head, keeping his eyes focused on the words in his book.

"Monet was a virtuoso, Gabriel, excuse me if I get somewhat excited about seeing some of his work up close."

"Didn't have to get that excited though, did you."

Castiel rolled his eyes, still looking down at his book. Anna giggled and shook her head.

"He didn't really, Dean, Gabriel's just being cruel!"

Dean smirked and glanced across as Castiel; "so um, what should I do?"

Castiel finally looked up from his book, and pulled another of his notebooks out of his bag; "well, I have Mengele covered, Gabriel's on Hess, Anna's on Himmler, are you all right sticking with Heydrich?"

"No, yeah, sure. So just, write stuff about him?"

"Yes, if you can, detailed but simple?"

Dean nodded and began flicking through the book for what he needed; "can do."

"Thank you."

The four of them sat in a comfortable silence, ploughing through their books and scribbling down notes. Occasionally, when Dean looked up, Gabriel was back to drawing Nazi pin-up girls instead of researching. Anna had also lost her motivation to study and was sat back in her seat texting. Dean, however, wanted to impress Castiel and muddled along, noting down everything he could find out about Heydrich, trying to make his notes as neat as possible.

"Hey Dean, thoughts, she's hot right? I mean, for a Nazi," Gabriel asked, holding up his drawing. Dean laughed and shrugged.

"Sure, I mean, if 2 dimensions are your thing..."

Gabriel laughed too and put the drawing back on the table; "2D or not, I'd bang her."

"Well, good for you."

Castiel looked up and glared; "could you perhaps do some work, Gabriel?"

"S'up? My drawings not take your fancy? Maybe if I drew some dudes."

"I'm not gay, for the last time!"

"But you're not straight either!"

Dean looked at Castiel sceptically; "how does that work?"

"He's a cross between asexual and pansexual," Gabriel said, before Castiel could open his mouth. Dean nodded slowly.

"What's that?"

Castiel sighed and rubbed his forehead; "I'm not, sexually attracted to anyone, male, female-"

"-Hermaphrodite, tranny-"

"-Thank you, Gabriel, I think he gets the picture, and for the record, transgenders find the term 'tranny' to be offensive."

Gabriel shrugged and went back to drawing; "whatever."

Dean kept his eyes on Castiel; "so, I understand asexuality, what's pansexual?"

Castiel sighed and began fidgeting, Dean immediately regretted asking; "it means, if I were to ever, be attracted to someone, it wouldn't be based on gender, or sex, or whatever."

"Oh, right... Sorry."

"It's fine."

Dean looked back down at his book, feeling blood rush to his cheeks; if he was embarrassed, he could only guess how Castiel was feeling. The four of them worked in silence again until Gabriel began complaining about being hungry.

"You know where the cafeteria is, Gabriel, please stop complaining," Castiel sighed, momentarily glancing up from his work.

"But I want a burger! I really big fat greasy one!"

Castiel grimaced and put his pen down; "in short, you want an early heart-attack?"

"Please!"

"But we have work to be doing."

"We can do it later, come on Cas, we've been working for ages!"

Castiel looked from Gabriel, to Anna, to Dean. Anna nodded.

"I'm a little hungry too, Cas. But, I don't want to clog my arteries, I have practice tomorrow."

Gabriel smirked; "well, you two delicate princesses can have a salad, Dean's a man, you want some good old red meat, right?"

Dean grinned and shrugged; "can't say no to a burger."

"Good man! Come on Cassie, let's go eat, we can finish work later!"

Castiel sighed in defeat; "fine, let me just check some books out then. Where are we going?"

"Burger King!"

Rolling his eyes, Castiel picked a few books and took them over to the main desk; Anna gathered the others and went to put them back. Gabriel grinned at Dean.

"I like you, Winchester, you're good to be around. With you by my side, Castiel won't stand a chance! One day, he will snap and become normal!"

Dean laughed; "what does that mean?"

"You mean you haven't noticed? The waistcoats, the Bach, the 'fun is for dunces' attitude. I'm fun, I mean, really fun, but, he's used to me now. You're a new kind of fun, I mean, you're the first person outside of the family he's properly spoken to!"

"Really?"

"Indeed, we should hang out more. Outside of school, obviously."

Dean shrugged; "sure, although, I work a bit after school some days, and the weekend."

"Oh yeah? Doing what?"

"Mechanic, and Bobby's garage."

"Nice, I work in a nice little candy store down town, it's awesome, and, free candy!"

Dean laughed; "nice!"

"Tell me about it! You ever need something sweet, I'm your guy!"

Castiel returned, arms full of books and pulled his bag on to his shoulder; "are we ready? ...Where's Anna?"

Gabriel shrugged; "she went to return the books and never returned."

Castiel sighed and turned to Dean; "can you hold these a minute?"

"Uh, sure."

Castiel passed him the mass of books, shocking Dean at how heavy they were before leaving to go find Anna.

"Fuck these are heavy!"

Gabriel laughed and took a few from him; "looks scrawny doesn't he, upper body strength, all that masturbation!"

Dean laughed and shook his head; "how'd you know?"

"I've been told a few things by a few people."

"All right then."

Gabriel nodded and winked, causing Dean to laugh some more. Hanging out with the Novaks was his new favourite thing, even if it was just Gabriel, now understanding why he was everyone's friend. Anna was also nice enough, a little quieter than he expected, but she did however spend most of her time on her phone, most likely texting her massive amount of friends. Castiel had confused him, though. He wasn't sure if he was being friendly or just polite, but he was good company. Dean had also gotten quite a bit of information about him, something he was sure even Chuck wouldn't know.

Castiel returned with Anna, rolling his eyes; "she was on the phone. Come on then..."

He took his books from Dean and led the way out of the library. Climbing back in to the car, Gabriel began fiddling with the radio, seeing what band Dean currently had on. Metallica began blaring out of the speakers, nearly full-blast. Dean laughed at Anna's reaction, literally jumping out of her seat. Gabriel laughed too and began singing (shouting) along, followed closely by Dean. Castiel sat in the back seat, seemingly not bothered by the loud music and the two boys in the front shouting along. Two songs later, they eventually pulled up in to the parking lot of Burger King, climbing out, Castiel bringing a few books with him.

"Burgers are on me, boys. What'll it be, Anna?" Gabriel grinned, sticking his hand in to his jeans pocket. Anna looked up at the menu and frowned.

"Garden salad, and a strawberry milkshake."

Gabriel rolled his eyes and looked at Castiel; "Cas?"

"Just a coffee please, Gabriel."

"Boring, Dean-O, my man, tell me you want the Whopper at least!"

Dean grinned; "double Whopper please."

Gabriel grinned too; "with cheese?"

"With cheese!"

Castiel rolled his eyes and went to find a table; "oh look, Gabriel, someone can share your grave."

Anna giggled and went to sit with him. Gabriel shrugged and slung his arm around Dean's shoulders.

"What a big girl. Man's got to eat, right Dean!"

Dean nodded; "right."

"Drinks, coke?"

"Sure."

"Good, go sit down, show him what a real man looks like."

Dean laughed but did as he was told, sitting opposite Castiel, who was now engrossed in his book. Anna was sat next to him, texting away like it was an Olympic sport. Dean smirked and pulled his own phone out, deciding to text Sam.

"Dude, you have no idea how much fun I'm having!"

Glancing up from his phone, he couldn't help noticing what an odd bunch they all made. The cheerleader, the nerd, the class clown, and him, the nobody.

His phone vibrated in on the table; "Ur not sposed to be havin fun, ur sposed to b workin!"

"We're taking a break at BK, ur just jealous i sort of have friends now!"

"Hey Dean, you're single right?"

Dean looked up at Anna, who'd stopped texting; "um, yeah?"

"Good, smile."

Before he could react, Anna had taken a picture of him and was now tapping away furiously at her phone.

"What? What did you do?"

"I'm showing you to Lisa, my friend."

Dean looked over at Castiel who had stopped reading, before looking back at Anna; "um, why?"

"Because you're cute, and she's single too. She's also gorgeous, want to see?"

A few moments later Dean had a phone in his face, a picture of a pretty brunette on the screen. Dean nodded and pushed her hand away.

"Yeah, she's nice."

In the corner of his eye, Dean could see Castiel shaking his head.

"You know, Anna. If anyone finds out Dean's with us, it's not going to go down very well at school," he said, putting his book down on the table. Anna scoffed.

"Please, one date with Lisa and he'll be considered the school stud! He'll almost be as popular as you!"

Dean tried his best to hide the smirk that had found it's way on to his face, Castiel noticed.

"You're fine with this? A blind date with a girl you've never met?"

Dean shrugged; "who said anything about a date?"

"She did, Friday at eight, pick her up at her house," Anna said nonchalantly, still tapping away at her phone. Dean grinned.

"Well, go me."

Castiel shook his head; "you should know, she's not easily pleased."

"Who's not?" Gabriel grinned, setting their food down on the table. Castiel reached over and took his coffee, sinking back into his seat and pulling his book closer.

"Lisa Braeden. Dean's taking her on a date on Friday," Anna replied, grabbing her salad. Gabriel grinned at Dean.

"Really? Little old Lisa? She's really bendy, y'know. Keep her around long enough and you'll find out."

Dean laughed and took his burger, whilst Gabriel glared at Anna for the kick to the shin he'd recieved. Before tucking in to his burger, Dean text Sam again, bragging.

"Guess who has a date with a bendy cheerleader on Friday!"

The four of them settled in to another content silence whilst they ate, aside from Castiel who was busy reading.

"Dude WTF? How?"

Dean laughed to himself and replied, hoping he hadn't caught the attention of Gabriel or Anna;

"Befriend cheerleader, who thinks ur cute, and ur in!"

"Who you texting, champ?" Gabriel asked, mouth full of burger. Dean smirked.

"Sammy."

"Ah, the little devil, how is he? I need to get on to Michael about fucking shit up on WOW."

Dean took a large bite from his burger, chewing a little before answering; "he's fine, probably, little jealous."

Castiel shook his head; "look at you two, a couple of Neanderthals!"

Gabriel frowned; "hey! What does that mean?"

"It means, you're both highly un-evolved, lacking basic manners and have a horrible taste in meals."

"Oh yeah? Could a Neanderthal do this?"

Gabriel put his burger down and grabbed his fingers, bending them all the way back so they touched his arm; Anna grimaced and covered her eyes.

"Gabe! Gross!"

Dean laughed, taking another bite of his burger.

"Double jointedness does not constitute evolution, Gabriel. Besides, I take it back, I'm sure a Neanderthal knew not to speak with it's mouth full."

Dean laughed again, managing to get a small smile out of Castiel.

"That applies to you too, you know."

"Yeah, still funny though. Big old caveman!"

Gabriel laughed; "yeah, me man, me like meat!"

Castiel rolled his eyes but smiled at Dean before getting back to his book.

That evening, after Sam had gone to bed, Dean was sat up downstairs with Bobby, half watching TV, half playing on Sam's laptop. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't get rid of the grin on his face. After a terrible first day, his second day had been the best one yet. He'd made at least one friend in Gabriel, been set up on a date - with a bendy cheerleader - and decided he'd gotten closer to Castiel than anyone may have done in the past. Surely he didn't divulge the secrets of his sexual orientation (or lack of) to everyone. His happiness had also managed to annoy Bobby to no ends, grumbling things to himself whenever he glanced over at Dean.

Once again, when Dean went to check his email, he had a message from Castiel waiting in his inbox.

"RE: Today
Dean.
Thank you for coming today. I know you didn't have much choice, but you did have a choice, and I even found today's events somewhat enjoyable. Even with Gabriel's lack of decorum and Anna's, being Anna. On that subject, is there any way I could dissuade you from going on the date with Lisa on Friday? I just don't think she's right for you. Not that I know you, but I know Lisa, and she's definitely not right for you, she's not really right for anyone.
I also feel I should tell you that Gabriel's taken quite a shine to you, I do hope the two of you form a strong friendship, it's nice having you around, aside from the fact you appear to bring out the worst in Gabriel.
And also, I think in the future, if we have any homework assignments to work on, we should use Skype. It's a little better than email, do you have an account?
Castiel."

Dean's grin got bigger - eliciting more grumbles and curses from Bobby. He had made a friend, and by the looks of it, Castiel was well under way to becoming his friend too. However, his pleas to not go on the date confused him. He'd never met Lisa, and he was just going off what he'd been told by Gabriel and Anna, but he didn't understand why Castiel didn't like her.

"Castiel, glad you had fun today, even though we were meant to be working. I'm guessing some if not most was my fault, my bringing out the worst of Gabriel, as you say. And what's up with Lisa? Something I should know? Or are you just looking out for me? Not that I don't trust your judgement, it's just a reason would be nice.
And I don't have a Skype but I can make one right? Although I might not be on much, I use Sammy's laptop, I'm not really a computer person. Text me if you need me to come online, I'll kick his nerdy ass off.
Dean."

Glancing at the clock, Dean decided it was time to go to bed, or at least, go and sit in bed with the laptop, maybe see what's new on Busty Asian Beauties dot-com. He bid goodnight to Bobby and hauled the laptop upstairs, dumping it on his bed whilst he went to get ready. After he'd washed his face, brushed his teeth and stripped down to his boxers and t-shirt, he climbed in to bed, grinning at the little (1) on the screen.

"Dean.
Don't blame yourself for the lack of work done, I don't, you did more work than Gabriel and Anna combined. I suppose it was just the excitement of having a new person around which set off Gabriel. As for the Lisa issue, I don't have anything against the girl per se, however, relationships with her don't last long. She's not the kind of girl who imagine spending the rest of your life with, and more to the point, not to sound like a mindless gossip, but you definitely will not be first, and you won't be the last. Whilst some people can count on one hand the number of relationships they have in high school, Lisa, well, wouldn't be able to, if you're understanding.
That will be fine, Dean. I'm usually on my computer working, and have Skype open in the background. If you ever come online and I'm on, don't hesitate to say hello, Lord knows I need to know when to take a break once in a while. Had to learn that the hard way of course.
Castiel."

Dean laughed, liking the way Castiel edged around saying Lisa was a slut.

"Castiel, so, you're saying she's a slut? Town bike? Everyone's had her? Gotcha! But, if I'm honest, now I just feel like I'm missing out! However, if things don't go well - which I'm kind of assuming they will - I give you permission to tell me you told me so, in the most obnoxious way possible. Enlist Gabriel to help if you like.
You know what, I think you've persuaded me in to getting my own computer, I hope you don't mind me distracting you from your work all the time! You'd probably end up blocking me after ten minutes anyway. And learning the hard way? What do you mean by that?
Dean."

"Dean.
Thank you for putting it so bluntly, I was trying to edge around the gossipy maliciousness, but yes, that's essentially what I'm saying. I think I shall tell you I told you so, however, I think including Gabriel might be pushing it a little too far. We'll see.
I'm sure I won't mind you distracting me, one of the reasons I work so hard is because I don't really have much else to do with my time, talking with you would provide, some kind of hobby, maybe. Basically, the story is, last year I'd taken so many lessons and extra curricular activities - such as Latin and and Literature - that I had too much work to do, more than I could handle. Towards the end of the year I got so exhausted I collapsed, Gabriel found me and I spent a week in the hospital, doing nothing but reading Shakespeare. Luckily, I didn't miss too much in school, I think I'd have collapsed again if I'd missed any exams! I don't think to this day anyone outside of my family knows that story, they all thought I was just generally ill.
Anyway, it's getting late, I should probably be heading to bed. It was nice talking to you, I'll see you tomorrow.
Castiel."

Dean stared wide-eyed at his latest email; Castiel had shared yet another personal piece of information with him, for no reason. With his mind running all over the place, Dean turned off the laptop - remembering to sign out of his email, there was no way Sam was reading that message - and curled up in bed.