Dear Friend,

Hello, it's Charlie again. I still don't know if you care, but if you don't mind, I'd like to continue where I left off.

After that party, I became a lot closer with Dean and Sam. It was great. I finally had some real friends after the tragic suicide of my best friend. I didn't mention to Sam that I had been in love with her, or that her name was Gilda, or that she had written in her suicide note that she loved me but was afraid that I wouldn't love her. I also didn't mention how I had started to hurt myself after that and almost killed myself. We were becoming close, but not that close yet.

I usually met Dean and Sam in the parking lot about half an hour before school. We talked and just enjoyed each other's company. Dean had told me how every day about two hours before school, he and Castiel would meet and kiss or talk and then Castiel would leave right before anyone else showed up. I felt bad for Dean having to keep his relationship so secret, but he assured me that he was fine with it. He also told me about how a few months back, Dean and Castiel would meet at a party and Cas would get drunk or high and kiss Dean; the next morning at school Castiel would pretend that nothing ever happened and say he was "too drunk or stoned to remember anything". Sam said that Dean was very depressed during this time. This went on for a month and then one night while they were about to have sex, Castiel started crying and said that he loved Dean. After that, Castiel didn't need to get drunk or high to love Dean; he did it all by himself and Dean was so happy. I was happy for him.

Meg asked me to the homecoming dance today. I accepted (not that she gave me much of a choice). I don't mind, though. Meg is nice to me. I like that. She said that she'd pick me up Friday night and that I should wear my best outfit. I guess Meg likes dances. She was really excited when I said yes.

I don't really know how to dance, so wish me luck.

Sincerely,

Charlie Bradbury

Dear Friend,

The homecoming dance was a lot of fun. I danced with Meg mostly, but Sam did ask for one dance and I felt funny the entire time; like I had butterflies in my stomach. Dean asked me to dance a few times. I could tell that he was upset because Castiel had brought this girl named Anna to the dance and Cas looked like he was having a good time. Meg didn't mind Dean dancing with me because she knew Dean was hurting. I did notice Castiel's face give a really sad look every time he saw Dean, which was often. Castiel kept looking at Dean every time Dean's back was turned. I wanted to say something to Dean, but I thought it would make Dean feel worse.

Meg was dressed very elegantly. Her dress was black with silver designs around the waist and at the bottom. It was to her knees and it was strapless. As always, it fit Meg perfectly and her hair was up in a bun. It seemed like she was trying to impress me and it was sort of working.

After the dance, Meg took me to her house.

"My parents aren't home. They're out at some dinner with friends." Meg said, pouring some champagne for both of us. "Do you want to listen to some music?" I was very particular about my music, so I wasn't quite sure what to say. I nodded. She put on some song I'd never heard and came over to the couch.

"This is a nice house." I said, looking around at the fancy furnishings.

"Thanks." She said, not really caring. She leaned in very close and kissed me. It felt kind of weird. I'd never been kissed, so I hadn't really known what to expect. Her hands started to unbutton my blouse and make their way to my bra. I pulled back a little. "Nervous?" I think she was really asking herself. It was weird. I had always seen Meg as this confident person, but now here she was, shaking a little and trying so hard to make me happy. "Here, touch me." She grabbed my hands softly and placed them on her chest and then kissed me softly. She then grabbed my right hand and pulled it around to her back. "Unzip my dress." She said softly in my ear. I did as I was told and she smiled, kissing my neck.

There was the sound of a garage opening.

"Shit! My parents are home! Help me with my dress." My fingers fumbled on the zipper and I finally got it up. "Here," She buttoned up my shirt just as her parents walked in.

"Hello, Meg. Who's this?" A beautiful blonde woman with blue eyes smiled.

"Lilith, this is Charlie. Charlie, meet my step-mom, Lilith." Meg squeezed my hand.

"Honey," Lilith yelled to someone. "Come meet Meg's friend." A short, sort of plump man walked in.

"And who might this be?" He asked. He had a British accent.

"Dad, this is Charlie. Charlie, this is my father." He stuck out his hand for me to shake.

"Please, call me Crowley." He smiled.

"Charlie was just about to leave. We just got home from the dance and I was going to change and then take her home."

"Okay," Lilith smiled. Meg went to her room, pulling me along and got changed into something more comfortable. She then took me home and kissed me good night.

When I got in the door, my mom was in the kitchen.

"Sweetie, is that you?" She called.

"Yes, Mom, it's me. I'm going to bed." I said, walking up the stairs.

"Sam called."

"Okay." I walked to my room and got out my phone to call Sam back.

"Hello?"

"Sam, you called?"

"Yeah. I wanted to ask how it went with Meg."

"Great, I met her parents…" I said, sarcastically.

"Ouch. They're kind of intimidating.

"No kidding. So, how was Gabriel?"

"He was good-I mean our date was good."

"I'm glad." Why was I starting to cry?

"I'll see you Monday?"

"Yeah," I cleared my throat. Sam hung up.

Sincerely,

Charlie Bradbury

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray for you to review my story... Please.