Okay so sorry I haven't updated 1. I haven't really known what to write but now I've got it and everything. 2. I literally had no time on the weekend and I had a concert and yeah. 3. The internet was down. So Im going to stop talking now and yes. Also sorry for not using accents for the french part I still haven't figured our how to use them on my netbook and I don't feel like searching it since it's not a big part of the story and hopefully you don't mind.
Chapter 9. Sam's P.O.V
After finding Dean I decided not to tell him about the kiss because it could be very bad now that I think about it.
Dean seemed very pissed when he left for class.
Maybe I'll talk about it later.
Anyways time for French.
I take a seat in the back and start working on the work up on the board.
Etre and avoir passe.
Easy.
I finish early and I'm left alone with my thoughts.
Why did I have to mess everything up with Gabriel?
God I'm such an idiot.
I decide to check my phone.
2 new messages.
Sam? -Gabe
You okay dude you seemed pretty quite and stuff at lunch. -Dean
He still wants to talk to me?
Probably just to get mad at me.
Great.
I decide to listen to other peoples conversations since it keeps my mind off of my own problems.
Surprisingly today they're not talking about their shitty "Indie" music because mainstreams not good enough for them.
God I hate them.
But today they all seem to be talking about one thing.
A party.
At Crowley's. Tomorrow night.
Great Dean will want to go.
And seeing as Crowley is Gabe's best friend Gabe will be there.
Now that I think of it Crowley seems to be Gabriel's only friend.
"Attention tout le monde! Au jour d'hui on va prend les notes sur la passe compose!" The teacher announced excitedly from the front.
Notes are easy enough. They also take up time.
My phone buzzes again and since I don't feel like talking to anyone I turn it off.
Before I know it the blocks over and I'm back at my locker.
"Hello Sam" A deeply accented voice says from behind my door.
At this shitty school we have wooden lockers.
"What do you want Crowley?" I say closing my door and locking it to look at him hoping he's not here on Gabriel's behalf.
"I'm just here to make sure you're coming to my party tomorrow night." He said brushing non existent dirt from his suit. "Feel free to bring Dean." He added after a second and then walked away with a devilish smirk.
I turned my phone back on and sure enough I had more messages from Gabriel.
Maybe he didn't hate me?
Or really really did.
Before I had time to check them my phone buzzed multiple times.
It was Dean.
What the fuck -Dean
Did you fucking kiss Gabriel? -Dean
Seriously what the fuck Sam? -Dean
Can you just tell me if it's true or not. -Dean
I guess I kind of did. I write back awaiting the wrath of Dean.
I started thinking he wasn't going to answer and was halfway to math when my phone finally buzzed.
Whatever. Just- Well are you up for Crowleys party? I heard Cas was going to be there but we don't need to go if you don't want... -Dean
It's fine Dean. I'm going to have to talk to him sooner or later. -Sam
I get to math and sit beside Jess again.
"Hey." I said with a sigh remembering we were still on algebra.
Boring.
"Is it true?" She asked looking at me like I was supposed to know exactly what she was talking about.
"Is what true?" I ask praying she's not talking about Gabriel.
"That you kissed Gabriel Novak and then left before he could do anything and then you ignored him and now he's super bummed and then Crwoley announced that he was having a party and inviting you personally.?" She asked not even stopping for a breath once.
How do girls do that?
"Wait what? He doesn't hate me?" I ask utterly bewildered.
Also information travels fast here.
She just stares at me like I'm kidding.
"Wait you're serious?" She asks astonished at my limited knowledge of the schools gossip.
I nod yes.
"Okay so Gaberiel Novak. School trickster blah blah blah. All the girls like him. He's a super player that goes after anything that walks. That is until you got here. But seriously Gabriels crush on you was common knowledge on third block friday." She said blushing slightly at my confusion.
"He doesn't have any actual friends besides Crowley so that was the first thing. Second Friday lunch was way too quiet. We almost got evacuated!" He said in a slight whisper since people were glaring at us for disrupting their learning or whatever.
"I would've told you but I thought you were straight." She said blud=shing again.
God she blushes a lot.
"So did I." I mumble to myself.
"So are you going to the party?" I ask hoping to have a friend there besides Dean.
"Oh no! It's strictly grade 11 and up!" She said quietly as if merely talking about going was aginst the law. "Unless, of course, you're a Novak sibling. Or Sam Winchester I hear."
After that I spent the rest of the block explaining the math to her to avoid talking about myself.
"Thanks, see you tomorrow!" She said and left quickly when class was over joining the group of giggling girls outside the math class.
I had a strange feeling their giggles were meant for me.
I wandered down to Dean's locker and found him flirting with some blond.
He saw me and rushed over.
"I thought you liked Cas." I remarked leading him outside.
"I do but I have to keep up my reputation." He said smiling at a group of passing girls.
As we walked I explained what had happened with Gabriel.
We walked into the motel still discussing it when we noticed dad passed out on his bed.
I approached him to see if he was okay and he jumped up and pointed a gun at me.
"It's okay it's only us!" Dean reassured him.
"Oh, Oh yeah. How were your days?" He asked groggily reaching for his cup of Tim Hortons coffer.
Nasty stuff if you ask me.
Well I guess I've got to ask him about the field trip eventually...
Here goes.
"Well actually I was wondering if I could go on an overnight field trip on Wednesday with my P.E class?" I asked glancing at Dean who looked as if he was getting ready to step into yet another one of our fights.
By the look on dad's face he was going to need to.