The next day seemed to pass by in a blur for Dean.
He rushed through his morning routine like it was nothing. As he walked out the door Dean couldn't even remember if he had eaten breakfast or not. (Later he realized he had forgotten when his stomach began to grumble). His mind was still spinning from his amazing night with Cas.
'I have a boyfriend...'Dean thought to himself as he rushed Sam out the door. 'I have my first boyfriend and its Castiel fucking Novak. There really must be an angel looking out for me.'
Dean felt like he was walking on air as he made his way across the grass and towards his Impala. He couldn't seem to keep this goofy grin off his face the whole way.
Behind him, Sam trudged along sleepily moaning something about it being too early and he wanted to go back to bed.
"You didn't get up earlier asshat, you actually slept later." Dean snickered as Sam stumbled from the house with a gloomy look on his face.
"I went to bed at four in the morning Dean. I was working on a damn English paper." Sam complained. "Cut me some slack, I literally got like three hours of sleep dude."
"Want me to see I've got one of those monster energy drinks?" Dean asked. He felt kinda bad for the kid. Dean couldn't deny that Sam was very devoted when it came to school. He may slack off with other shit, but Sam took school very seriously. Dean was proud of his brother for his devotion and good grades.
"Why would you have one of those?" Sam asked looking up and giving him a strange look. "I've never seen you drink one of those."
"Remember that weird guy, Andy Gallagher?" Dean asked as he climbed into the Impala.
"You mean that weirdo dude who got suspended for making all the computers at school play gay porn?"
"That's the one." Dean snickered. The kid was a genius with computers but for some dumb reason he had taken s basic level IBA class. He had probably just wanted to get an easy 'A'. Well, one day he had gotten bored in class so he spent the entire class period reprograming every computer in the school so that they would turn on and play gay porn. It took a solid three hours to regain control of the school computers. Andy had put multiple videos in a kind of playlist and locked out the computers. Needless to say, most classes were cut short that day and Andy was expelled for the rest of the school year. "Before he pulled the whole porn shit he just randomly came up to me and gave me like a handful of monsters and told me to try one. I don't really know why though, I think he might have been stoned or something…."
"I never understood him…" Sam hummed tiredly as he clicked his seat buckle into place. After a moment of silence between the two of them Sam looked up, biting his lip before asking, "Do they work?"
"Fuck yeah they do. I can't believe you've never had one!" Dean exclaimed. "You'll turn into the Tasmanian devil once you've finished one of those things."
Sam was silent again, weighing his options for a moment before saying, "Fuck it; hit me up Dean."
"You got it Sammy." Dean said as he reached over the seat to dig around for the drink.
"Dean, you know Sammy is a chubby twelve year olds name right?"
"What? You're not twelve anymore?" Dean teased his brother.
Sam just glared at Dean before "Seriously dude! Just don't call me that anymore?" Sam pleaded.
"Awe cram it Sammy, you know that ain't gonna change shit." Dean snickered.
"Jerk." Sam scoffed. Though Dean wasn't looking at his brother's face, Dean knew he had just been given the first bitch face of the day. Dean could hear it in Sam's voice.
"Bitch." Dean shot back as he finally found the drink and sat back properly in his seat.
"Just give me the damn drink already." Sam whined as Dean popped the tab.
"Hold up," Dean said, moving the can away from his brother's greedy hands. "Finder's fee." He said before taking a long swig from the energy drink.
Dean's face scrunched up as the strong liquid ravished his taste buds all at once. He wasn't gonna lie, that shit was strong, but it tasted amazing as hell. Dean knew he probably shouldn't be drinking monster when he was already freaking out about seeing Cas at school. 'You only live once.' Dean thought to himself.
"Dude, I don't think you'd everneed this shit." Sam said, eyeing both Dean and the drink. "Even when you're tired as shit, you're fucking wired and hyperactive as ever." Sam mumbled as he finally wrenched the can from Dean's grasp.
"Whoops." Dean teased, winking at Sam and turning on the Impala's smooth clean sounding engine.
"Just listen to her purr Sammy." Dean moaned as he stroked the steering wheel softly. He would be able to drive her all day if it didn't cost so damn much to fill up the gas tank.
"I sure hope Cas doesn't get jealous Dean." Sam snorted, "You and this car seem to be in a pretty serious relationship right now. I should tell Becky Rosen to writing some fanfiction about it."
"Don't you dare Sam." Dean hissed with silent threats riddling his voice.
Becky was a nerdy blonde girl who had been obsessing over Sam since they day they had met in pre-k. Her crush on Sam was blatantly obvious but she just didn't understand the fact that Sam was less than interested in dating her. Sam was always looking for new ways to avoid her and her 'crazy' as Sam called it. Even Dean had to admit that she was beyond the normal boundaries of strange. There was no denying that Becky was a mega nerd and a totally obsessed fangirl. She was the type of fangirl who brought shame upon a fandom. Becky was the girl who openly spread hate about her NOTP's, made rude comments to anyone who went against her views, and wrote crude, poorly executed slash fics about her ever growing fleet of ships. Dean was willing to bet that Becky probably had more than a dozen fanfics written about her and Sam.
To say the least, Dean tried to stay as far away from her as humanly possible. He just wasn't in the mood to hear why Rory and the Doctor were 'destined to be together', or get asked what color underwear Sam was wearing that day.
"Ships have names right?" Sam asked, not letting the subject drop easily. "We could call it Impadean..." Sam mused. "Depala."
"Knock it off!" Dean exclaimed as Sam began to create ship names for him and his car. Just trying to come up with a name was going too far. He was scared that Becky might even able to smell the beginnings of a new ship. A Dean/Impala fanfic would doom him for the rest of his life. He just knew everyone at school would somehow find out about it and he would get even more shit from the other students. 'This is why you never offer to teach your own brother about fandoms.' Dean thought to himself.
"Deanpala?" Sam hummed a smirk on his lips now. "I like that one! It's got a nice ring to it… Deanpala."
"I will haunt your ass. Do you hear me? I will haunt your ass if you give Becky any dumb ideas." Dean threatened as he focused on the road ahead of him.
"You know you ship it." Sam teased.
Now it was Dean's turn to hand out his best bitch face. Sam called it the 'fuck you' face. "Listen Sam, I really don't wanna hear all the ways a human can possibly use a car for sexual stimulation. I'm pretty damn sure that Becky knows all of them and will write about me doing those things."
Sam smirked in victory as he lifted the Monster and took his first sip of the energy drink.
The liquid had barely touched Sam's lips before his brother choked and spewed the drink across the passenger's side of the car.
Dean wasn't sure whether he wanted to laugh at Sam or yell at him. Now there was monster all over his fucking car, but Sam's face was priceless. Dean wished he had a camera to remember this moment.
"You're gonna be the one cleaning all that shit out of my car." Dean threatened as he fought off his giggles.
Sam nodded slowly, his face scrunching into a strange 'sour lemon' expression on his face. "I just didn't realize that this was that strong."
"Too much for you Sammy?" Dean smirked, glancing at his brother from the corner of his eyes.
From what Dean could tell, Sam was looking at the drink with a mixed look of aw and disgust.
"You wish!" Sam said, as his mood shifted and he became happy Sam again.
Already he seemed to be more awake as he eagerly took another sip from the can. This time, Sam actually managed to keep himself from spitting it back out.
"Those bad boys pack one hell of a punch." Dean commented.
"You weren't lying..." Sam breathed eagerly. "These are amazing Dean!"
"Glad I made ya happy Sammy." Dean said rolling his eye and shaking his head in disbelief. 'I have the weirdest fucking brother in the world.' He thought to himself. "Just don't blame me when you get send to ISS for bouncing off the God damn walls all day."
Instead of answering, Sam just gave a little evil laugh that spelled nothing but trouble. Dean should have known that giving Sam a monster at ass-o-clock in the morning was a terrible idea.
"Dude, come on man. You drank that like what, thirty seconds ago? Your tiredness must just be in your head man, because that shit doesn't hit you that quick." Dean snorted.
"Says you." Sam teased with a small giggle.
"God Sammy, ya know… you'd be a happy drunk." Dean said.
"Good." Sam chirped happily.
Dean rolled his eyes and leaned forward turning up the radio as the notes to a Metallica song drifted from the speakers.
The next few minutes was filled with a peaceful calm (aside from Sam drinking his energy drink like his life depended on it). Dean had even managed to forget about Cas for a second so he could calm his nerves. His mind was focused on the road as he hummed softly along with the music filtering throughout the interior of the car.
Unfortunately, his calm mood didn't last for very long.
"Dude what is your problem?" Dean suddenly asked, as he turned the music down. "Why are you staring at me like that?" Sam had started staring at him so intently that Dean could literally feel his brother watching him.
"I don't have any problem Dean." Sam said with a smug smirk. "What's your problem?"
"You. You're my problem at the moment." Dean grumbled stealing a glance at Sam's face.
"Are you sure that's what's bothering you?" Sam asked.
"What else would it be?" Dean said in exasperation.
Dean had the feeling that Sam was talking about Cas but he refused to make verbal accusations.
There was a strained silence between them. Sam was doing his best to make Dean uncomfortable and it was working. Finally, Dean lost his patience and said, "Well, are you gonna say it?"
"Say what?" Sam asked with an almost too innocent voice.
"I dunno!" Dean exclaimed, "Maybe something like: I knew Cas and .you would get together or I told you so."
"Nope, no I told you so." Sam teased. "You already know I was right and that right there is good enough for me."
Dean pursed his lips. 'You little shit. Why did you have to bring this up?' He thought to himself.
After a minute Dean opened his mouth hesitantly and asked, "Do- do you think you can just… I dunno… keep this a secret for now?"
"Of course." Sam said, his playful mood quickly sobering.
"The less people who know about this the better." Dean told his brother.
"Look Dean, I'm just happy, that you're with someone who makes you happy." Sam told him. "That's all that really matters to me Dean. Besides, that's not really something that's mine to tell."
"Thanks Sammy…" Dean breathed as he pulled into the school parking lot. His heart was still pounding in his chest, but now he could breathe a little easier. He hadn't expected Sam to say anything to anyone else about him and Cas, but Dean just had to be sure.
"No problem Dean." Sam said with a soft smile.
When they parked, Dean was tapping his feet like crazy. His nerves were already beginning to take control of his body. Dean felt like he was going to faint. It was a probably a really good thing that he hadn't drunk a whole monster before school. If he had, Dean was pretty sure he would end up exploding on the spot. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to get out of the car.
'Maybe I should just go home'.Dean thought to himself. 'Otherwise I don't think I'll be able to focus all damn day'.
He almost turned the car back on and drove away.
However, Sam's voice pulled him away from that thought as he leaned back into the car and asked, "Dean, are you coming?"
"Right! Yeah... sorry... let's go!" Dean exclaimed hauling his book bag out of the car and joining Sam outside. Dean turned and locked the doors of the Impala, giving his only way home one last look.
Then, with Sam already bouncing off the walls, they both walked towards the school doors.
"Will you fucking hold the fuck still for like two seconds?" Dean snapped after second as a smile began to creep onto his lips.
Sam was practically skipping beside him with a huge ass grin plastered across his chubby cheeks. "I don't think I could stop if I wanted to Dean."
"Alright Barry Allan, go take a few laps around the school would ya?" Dean teased his brother.
"Fandom references already?" Sam groaned. "We haven't even made it inside yet!"
"It's never too early for fandom references Sammy." Dean said with a knowing smirk.
'It's also the best way for me to calm down.' Dean thought to himself. Usually, when he was stressed, fandom references just spilled out of him.
"Dean... I think I'm gonna have a problem today…" Sam said, as his hands fidgeted.
"Like I said, go take a run man. Go out to the track, you've got a few minutes." Dean told his brother.
"I'll get all sweaty though!" Sam complained.
"You're funeral." Dean snorted with a small shrug.
"Ughhh…" Sam moaned.
"Come on man, I thought you liked running!" Dean told Sam.
"Not this early in the morning." Sam grumbled as he glanced towards the track field.
Sam was silent for a second, the he let out a loud groan, making Dean jump slightly. "Fine… I guess I'll see ya later Dean…"
"Later Sammy." Dean snorted. "Don't break any sound barriers while you're down there!"
"Ha ha you're so funny Dean…" Sam said with a roll of his eyes.
"Well, I think I'm hilarious." Dean responded.
All he got for an answer was a Sam Winchester bitch face as his brother took off towards the track field.
'He is a mess.' Dean thought to himself with a smile.
As he climbed up the step Dean sighed and thought, 'Well, I guess I'm on my own now…' Already his anxiety was picking up again without Sam by his side. Sam was kinda like Dean's safety net, and without him Dean panicked. Dean was worrying so much that he was actually starting to feel sick to his stomach. 'Please don't let me puke…' He prayed mentally. 'I don't even have anything in my stomach to throw up!'
The common area, like usual, was packed with thousands of children mingling around, teasing one another and chatting with their friends as the waited for the first bell of the morning. None of them were looking at Dean, but as he passed by each group of people, he felt like they were all staring at him. He was eluding himself to believe that everyone was glaring at the back of his head the moment that he passed. Deep in his heart, Dean knew that it was just his nerves making him to think like this, but he still couldn't stop the feeling washing over him.
'Don't panic Dean. Don't panic. Just remember to breathe.' Dean thought to himself. 'Remember, these assholes can smell fear. Calm down.'
Dean wanted to go searching through the crowd of children to find Cas, but he knew that he couldn't. Partly because people may become suspicion as to why he was there, and partly because the schools bitchiest chicks always hung out somewhere nearby Cas. All he wanted was to hide in Castiel's leather jacket and forget his problems. This was only wishful thinking though. Dean wouldn't dream of trying anything like that at school. There were too many people around. It would only lead to nasty rumors and more bullying.
As of now, everything had to stay exactly the same. That was the only way to ensure his safety for the remainder of his senior year.
'If I can't be with Cas right now, then I need solitude and silence…' Dean told himself as he walked toward the school Library. The library had always been his favorite place to hide at school when he just needed to get away from things for a little while. Most people at his school seemed to be allergic to reading so they avoided the library at all costs. That just meant there were less people to deal with.
Even as he entered the library Dean still has the feeling that everyone was watching him. His mind even started to tell him that everyone was now whispering behind his back. They had to be talking about what had happened between him and Cas the other night, even though there was no way they could have found out about it. Dean was just obnoxiously paranoid like that and he hated it.
No sooner than the library doors shut, Charlie Bradbury stepped in front of him with an eager smile on her face.
Dean smiled at the bubbly redhead. He enjoyed hanging out with her, as she could be irritating at times but Dean found that he really didn't mind. They had a special connection that Dean just couldn't describe. Charlie was kinda like the little sister he never wanted. She gave him someone to talk about fandoms with and someone to ask for relationship advice. It was nice knowing someone aside from Sam who genuinely enjoyed hanging out with him.
"Where ya off to this morning dork?" She teased lightly standing in front of him that a grin still on her face.
Dean looked around them eyebrows raised as he gestured around him and said, "The library. Where are you going?"
"Back to my table." Charlie told him.
Dean nodded slowly; it figures that Charlie would be leaving already. Part of him had hoped that she had wanted to hang out, but it was more likely that she just wanted to back to her other friends.
"Well, I guess it was nice seeing you then Charlie, I won't keep you." Dean said with a soft, almost sad looking smile.
"Woah, nu uh, you're not leaving me already! I was literally waiting for you to arrive. I knew you hid out in here so I came in here so I could find you and to drag you along with me!" Charlie exclaimed with wide eyes. "You're coming with me Winchester! Become one with a geekdom of people!"
"You... want me to come sit with you guys?" Dean asked incredulously.
"Hell yeah I do! You can join the table of Moondoor!" Charlie told him, beaming as she grabbed Dean's hand and dragged him out of the library and back into the crowds of people.
"Moodoor?" Dean questioned as he repeatedly stumbled over his feet from the fast pace Charlie was setting.
"Oh, that's just the name for our little clan of nerds." Charlie explained.
"Do you have a group with all the other nerds at school" Dean asked. He hoped that Charlie would say no. Nerds didn't always get along, especially if it involved Dean. Most of the nerds hated him for being 'too nerdy'. The rest of the nerds just stayed away from him to avoid the possibility of becoming new targets for Dean's bullies.
"Oh hell no!" Charlie exclaimed as the two of them weaved through the crowd of people. "Our group is the cool group of nerds. We typically clash badly with some of the other nerds. Especially the Homestuck group."
"Homestuck?" There was a question in his voice as Dean spoke.
"Seriously? You've never heard of Homestuck?" Charlie asked incredulously.
Dean shook his head as waited for Charlie to explain.
"Well good, just don't ask then, it's really complicated." Charlie snorted. "Anyways, so you've got that group, you got your Marvel group, the DC group, the anime group, the Doctor Who group, need I go on?"
By this point, Dean was laughing as he as he said, "I think I got it now. So what group are you in?"
"We, are the multi-fandom group. Everyone is welcome as long as they aren't assholes. There are actually a couple groups like ours, but this one is the best" Charlie told him.
"It already sounds awesome!" Dean said with a wide smile.
"Oh believe me it is!" Charlie beamed. "We even go to cons and cosplay together!"
"No way!" Dean exclaimed eagerly. "I wanna go to a con so bad! I've never been!"
"Holy shit! Dude, I'm gonna take you to one then! I can't believe I get to be the one to take you to your first convention! There is a local one pretty close to here next month! Me and Kev will take you!" Charlie told him as she failed to contain her excitement.
"Kevin Tran? He goes to comic cons?" Dean asked, as his mind flashed to the nerdy Asian kid in his math class. He vaguely remembered seeing him with Charlie at the Fallen Angels concert. Dean memories had gotten kinda fuzzy towards the end. He was lucky that he remembered anything from that night that didn't involve Cas.
"Oh yeah! When his nose isn't buried in some math book he's geeking out over Star Wars shit." Charlie told him with a smirk. "I tried to make him cosplay Luke Skywalker last time so I could be princess Leia, but the little shit wouldn't do it!"
"Please tell me you cosplayed Leia anyways!" Dean said with a smile.
"You bet I did!" Charlie exclaimed cheerily. "Ended up hooking up with a hot chick that night because of it!"
"That's awesome!" Dean said as he felt a blush creep up his cheeks. The last thing he wanted to know what Charlie did with her hookups after a comic con. All it made Dean think of was doing the same thing with Cas. He was pretty sure that they weren't really far enough into their relationship for that to happen yet. One day was a little soon to be having sex.
"Sooo…" Charlie said, a smirk growing on her face. "Speaking of hook ups, did anything happen between you and Cas the other night?"
Dean's heart skipped a beat. Was Charlie like a mind reader or something? There was no way she could have possible know that he had been thinking of Cas. His cheeks quickly changed a dark shade of red as he scrambled to think of an answer.
Dean wasn't sure if he was ready to tell anyone anything about him and Cas yet. Although judging by the look on Charlie's face, Dean wasn't going to get much of a choice in the matter.
"Well…." Dean started, trying to stall his answer. "I dunno…"
"Our queen as returned!" Someone close by exclaimed, interrupting Dean's attempt to respond.
'Thank God.' Dean thought to himself.
The kid who had called out to them was standing tall on a cafeteria bench and greeted them with arms thrown wide.
"Ash, get off the damn chair!" A blonde girl sitting beside him scoffed.
"Awe Joanna Beth don't be such a hard ass!" The kid exclaimed as he clambered cheerily down from the bench.
"I'm gonna throw you on your ass if you call me that again!" The girl threatened.
"Alright, alright, calm down, you're gonna scare off our new nerddom member!" Charlie chided the group.
"Shark bait hoo ha ha!" The guy named Ash exclaimed.
"Oh come on, lay off the kid!" Another blonde said with a roll of her eyes.
"Come on Donna, you gotta admit that I introduced him with style." Ash teased.
"I'd listen to Donna if I were you." A dark hair, punk rock looking chick said with a lazy smirk. Once she was done speaking she glanced up at Dean. Immediately, Dean felt her eyes raking across his body and scanning his thoughts. She looked like she wanted to eat him alive which made Dean squirm in discomfort.
Fortunately, another voice captured Dean's attention and made him forget about the dark haired girl for the moment.
"You quoted a line from Nemo. How is that showing style?" The kid snorted. After a second Dean realized that it was Kevin Tran. Dean hadn't seen Kevin at first, but that was probably because his face had been buried in a textbook only two seconds before.
Ash looked like he was about argue with Kevin, but Charlie interrupted and said, "Oh save the fighting for League of Legends you asshats!" Ash quickly shut his mouth and turned his attention back to Charlie as she added, "Now, last time I checked, everyone except for Ash had manners so I'd like you to meet Dean Winchester."
"Hey Dean!" Kevin called out with a smile.
"Hey Kevin!" Dean answered back.
"Make yourself at home Dean!" Charlie told him, signaling Dean to sit down beside her.
As they sat, Charlie went around the table and introduced him to everyone sitting with them.
"Alright, so you already know Kevin, then you've got that asshat Ash Harvelle-"
"That's Doctor Badass to you." Ash said with a smirk.
"Oh can it Ash, you're the only one who calls yourself that." Kevin snorted.
Charlie rolled her eyes, smirking a little as she continued introduce Dean to everyone else. She pointed to the girl sitting beside Dean and said, "That' Ash's half-sister Jo Harvelle. Then you've got Donna Hanscum and that mean looking gal over there is Pamela Barns"
"Thanks for that Charlie. You're gonna make him scared of me before he even talks to me!" The women Pamela teased.
She was the girl who had been watching him.
"Charlie is just being a tease." Jo told Dean with a soft, kind smile on her face. She seemed younger than the rest of the group but she had a kind face that Dean instantly warmed up to. "Pam is really nice. She just… comes off strong at first."
"Yeah I don't bite… much." Pam told him with a wink.
Dean just nodded slowly, not really knowing what to say back. It was clear that she was flirting with him but Dean had no idea how to respond. People didn't flirt with him too often.
Pam just snickered and said, "Don't worry; I get the message sweet cheeks. I'll tone it down. I'm just teasing. I'm physic so I already know what's rattling around in that noggin of yours."
Dean's face flushed red, he hoped she was joking. "Please tell me you're joking." Dean said with a weak smile. He was pretty sure that no one wanted to go rattling around in his head. His mind was mostly full of fandoms, Cas, and self-hate.
Instead of answering Pam just winked at Dean. That didn't make him feel any better.
"Pam just play's tough. She a big ol' softie though." The blonde, Donna told him with a wide smile. "I'm sure you'll grow to love her as much as we do."
"Welcome to the family Dean!" Charlie said with a grin.
Dean smiled back at her. Though this first meeting was by far one of the strangest things he had experienced in a while, Dean still felt at home with these people. They all seemed really cool. Not assholes like most of the other kids at their school.
He could get used to hanging out with this group. Dean might have finally found the place where he truly belonged.
"So this is everyone!" Charlie told Dean, sounding like an over hyper puppy. "Every now and then there are a few other kids who come and go just to say hey, but for the most part this is our group of geeks!"
"This is great!" Dean breathed excitedly. Maybe these nerds would actually like hanging out with him. Hopefully they weren't just putting on a nice face to make Charlie happy. Dean genuinely wanted to be accepted by this group. He figured that it was about time he made some nerd friends of his own. Dean needed to get a grasp on his own social life. This was finally his chance to do that. Thank God for Charlie.
'It's better late than never.' He thought to himself as he smiled at the people around him.
"So Dean," Jo started, "What fandoms do you follow?"
Dean smiled at her softly and snorted as he said, "Too many to count."
Jo nodded in understanding so she rephrased her question. "Fine then, top three."
He chuckled softly; Dean could already tell that he liked this girl. She seemed sweet, not super bitchy like most of the chicks at this school. Dean could see the two of them getting along pretty well.
"Come on, even that's difficult to answer!" Dean exclaimed. He sighed, thinking what his favorite fandoms were. After a moment he finally said, "I guess… Doctor Who, Star Wars, and anything DC or Marvel related."
"That's four fandoms!" She teased.
Dean simply smirked back at her and said, "What are your top three?"
"Marvel, Doctor Who, and Lord of the Rings." She answered.
"Impressive." Dean answered still smiling at her softly.
Then Dean turned to the others and asked, "What about you guys? What fandoms are y'all in?"
Kevin spoke up first as he said, "Star Wars mostly. Although, Star Trek is pretty great too."
"I'm kinda a universal rider." Ash said flipping his hair back. Dean noted that the boy was sporting a mullet that looked like it was straight out of the 80's. "Star Trek is always good in my books though. Have you ever tried watching it high?"
Dean shook his head and said, "Uhmm… no, I haven't' tried that…"
"Dude… It's unlike anything you've ever seen before!" Ash said in awe. Dean wondered if the kid was already stoned. "You've gotta try it sometime."
"I dunno… that's not really my thing." Dean said with a shake of his head.
"Ash no one wants to hear about your weird fetishes." Jo scoffed shooting the boy a slightly irritated look. "It's bad enough watching you trapes around the house in your underwear singing 'Black Parade' at the top of your lungs."
"No one asked you to watch!" Ash snickered
"Sometimes you're not even wearing underwear!" She exclaimed.
Everyone at the table started laughing while Ash told them, "No one tells you how to live your lives! Don't blame a man for liking to feel a breeze down there!"
That only made the rest of them laugh even harder.
When they were all able to speak again Dean looked at Pam and asked, "What about you Pam? What are your fandoms?"
"I'm a Game of Thrones kinda gal." Pam said, waggling her eyebrow at Dean.
"I've heard that's good. I've never seen it though." Dean said.
"Ah it's amazing! Good content, a lotta sex. We'll have to marathon it sometime! Maybe you can convince these other asshats to join us! I've been trying to get them to watch it for ages! Charlie is the only one who was willing to watch it with me!"
"It wasn't actually that bad!" Charlie said with a shrug while everyone else grumbled and rolled their eyes dramatically.
Finally, Dean turned to Donna and asked, "What about you?"
"The Walking Dead, Lord of the Rings and Sherlock mostly. I'm a simple kinda gal." Donna said with a smile. "But I just can't get over how perfect Benedict Cumberbatch is."
Dean smirked but bit his tongue. She was right Cumberbatch was amazing.
Before Dean could ask any more questions he heard a gravelly voice behind him say, "What's up nerd."
He didn't even have to turn around to know who was talking to him. Instantly, a shiver went down his spine and shot straight into his pants. That voice did things to him that nothing else could.
'Calm the fuck down!' Dean scolded himself as Charlie exclaimed, "Hey Castiel!"
"Hey Charlie!" Cas replied. Dean could hear the smile in the boy's voice as he spoke.
"You two know each other?" Dean asked curiously. If he wasn't mistaken, Charlie had told Dean when they first met that her and Cas didn't really know each other. Dean wondered if she had lied to him in order to learn what Dean really thought of Cas.
"Yeah, after his last concert we started talking in class. We're in English together." Charlie had this soft smirk playing on her lips as she talked to Dean. Instantly, Dean realized that Charlie was getting closer to Cas in order to help set the two of them up together. Charlie was a sneaky son of a bitch. 'How can she ship us so hard already?' Dean thought to himself.
"You wanna join us Cas?" Charlie asked, looking back to Cas with a look of curiosity on her face.
"Sure why not!" Cas said, glancing at Dean and making him melt in his shoes. Dean was sure that Cas would be the death of him, and the kid didn't even have to touch him.
The whole table shifted, making room for Castiel to sit down. Dean's mind completely blanked as Castiel squished in beside Dean at the school lunch table. He could feel Castiel actually leaning into his body. Dean was pretty sure that he going to have a heart attack before he even had a chance to properly date the kid.
The world around him seemed to fade, everything else dissolving except for Castiel's body heat radiation over him. Cas seemed like a furnace, although that could just be Dean over reacting. It was probably both. Even though the two of them had kissed the night before Dean still felt extremely shy and nervous being around Cas. Especially in public like this. Dean had no idea what to say to Cas. His heart was thudding in his chest so loud that Dean was sure everyone around him could hear it.
"How are you doing Dean?" Cas asked softly, looking at Dean with a warm smile on his face.
'Of course he can act perfectly normal.' Dean thought to himself. 'Cas is too confident to panic over something as stupid as talking.'
"I-I'm doing pretty good. A little tired I guess" Dean answered. The others around them had all slipped into their own separate conversations. It gave Dean and Cas time to chat which Dean appreciated greatly. Apparently they had all met Cas before so no introductions had been necessary. "What about you how have you been?"
"Well, I'm doing great!" Cas exclaimed, a small glint in his eye. His voice grew even lower as he said, "I mean, I'm kinda sitting next to this kid who might just be the hottest guy in the school."
Dean's face flamed up. He looked around them nervously, but none of the others were really paying attention to them. Dean was thankful for that.
Cas smirked at the red flush on Dean's cheeks. He was clearly enjoying fucking with Dean like this. Then, Cas whispered, "And hey, you wanna know a secret?"
"Uh… okay…" Dean replied nervously. "That hot guy I'm sitting next to, well somehow I got lucky enough to date him."
Dean had to look away. The genuine passion in Castiel's voice and the look in his eyes was just too much for Dean to take. He felt like he had lost the ability to breathe. If he didn't remember soon then he was gonna end up passing out on the lunch room floor from a lack of oxygen.
"Well I think I'm really the lucky one here." Dean whispered back, somehow finding the words that were lodged into his throat. "I mean, just between us, I'm dating this really hot guy in a killer rock band."
Cas smirked at him and winked. Instantly, Dean felt his heartrate pick up again and he almost started to feel light headed.
"Ya know, it was really great getting to let loose with you last night." Cas whispered. "I don't get to do that all too often."
Dean cocked his head to the side and said, "You don't?"
Cas shook his head. "Not really. School and music keep me pretty damn stressed out. Not to mention that I've gotta keep my asshole brother and Balthazar from catching their dicks on fire."
Dean snorted at that and said, "Well, maybe they'd start thinking with their upstairs brain then."
"Doubtful." Cas said with a soft laugh, "Those two pricks would still find a way to get their dicks to work."
Dean smiled and shook his head in disbelief. Somehow his nerves were starting to ebb away. Talking with Cas was a lot easier than Dean had expected it to be. Their conversation was just so causal. It was like they had been friends for years. Dean could tell that Cas was trying to make him feel more comfortable and he appreciated the effort.
Looking into Castiel's bright blue eyes, Dean suddenly had the urge to lean in and kiss him right there. It honestly took all of Dean's strength not to reach out and grab the other boys face. That would be one hell of a way to come out of the closet. Dean secretly wondered what Cas would do if he kissed him right here. 'He'd probably push my away and act like I was nuts.' Dean thought to himself.
Eventually, Dean had to look away from Cas all together. He wasn't sure how strong his self-control actually was. Today was not the day that he wanted to test that out.
"Oh shit, here come the vultures…" Ash snorted indignity, breaking into Dean and Castiel's tense silent moment.
Both of them looked up to see what Ash was talking about. In the crowd of school kids, Dean could see a gang of girls heading towards their table. These were part of the 'Castiel stalking clan'. They all practically fought each other in order to win Castiel's affections. Clearly their strategies weren't working to well.
"Hurry, start talking about hardcore nerd stuff!" Jo exclaimed, stifling a laugh behind her hand as the group of girls got closer. "Maybe we can scare them away with our nerd talk!"
"Harry Potter vs Lord of the Rings!" Charlie exclaimed, looking around them, also trying not to laugh. "Which one is better and why? Go."
Instantly, Cas jumped in by saying, "Harry Potter kicks Lord of the Rings Ass!"
"How so?" Kevin demanded.
"The movies are shorter for one!" Cas said, "So are their books!"
"How is that a positive argument?" Kevin demanded. "Wouldn't you want more content?"
"Not all crammed together like that!" Cas exclaimed.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Kevin gasped in shock.
"Everything." Cas said with a wink while Kevin shook his head in disgust.
Dean tried to focus on the conversation but all he could hear was the girls behind them getting closer. He swore that he could hear their heels clicking on the linoleum floors even over the voices of people.
"What about if it was fanfiction?" Jo demanded. "There are some really long, but well written fanfics out there."
"Depends on how good it is!" Cas told them. "But that's different; you can't compare fanfiction to the actual books!"
"Heyy Castiel!" Came a sickly sweet voice from behind them. Castiel's stalkers had reached them and instantly killed the mood at the round table full of nerd.
"Hey Lisa…"Cas said, turning slightly to look at the tall dark haired girl standing beside them. Cas apparently knew her voice so well that he didn't even have to look to see who it was.
Lisa was kinda like the unofficial leader of the bitch clan. She had a huge cluster of girls who loved her and hung of her every word. However, Lilith, Ruby, and Bella were the only three girls who actually hung out with Lisa constantly. Dean didn't know what people saw in Lisa. She was a horrible person and treated all her friends like shit.
Dean fought back a scowl as he turned and looked at the girls now standing around them. He forced himself to look up at them, but was shocked to see a new girl in their group. Apparently Lisa had recruited another girl to the bitch club. As soon as Dean made eye contact with her, he regretted his decision. This new girl had long dark hair and deep dark eyes. Immediately Dean felt repulsed by her, but he couldn't understand why. She was a very pretty girl, but there was just something about her that made Dean uneasy. He quickly noticed that this girl couldn't take her eyes off of Dean. He wished that she would just stop staring at him already it wasn't helping reduce the discomforting he was feeling.
"How are you Cassy Boo?" Lisa asked, calling the attention back to her. Even as Lisa spoke, Dean could still feel the new girl watching him.
"I was fine until you interrupted my conversation." Cas said, his voice dripping with irritation.
"Awe, you don't have to be snippy Cas. I just wanted to introduce you to the new student. She's just moved here from Nebraska and I'm her tour guide. I promised that I'd show her all the glories of our school."
"Sorry to rain on your parade and all, but Cas isn't a tourist attraction so move along bitches." Charlie snapped, fire flaring up in her voice.
"Don't mind the lesbian." Lisa sniffed with a roll of her eyes. "She's a very confused individual."
Dean quickly turned and grabbed on to Charlie as she tried to jump up from the table. Here mouth was pulled into a scowl as she stared down Lisa. Dean was sure that if he let Charlie go, she would start a fight on the cafeteria floor. He was sure that Charlie would win the fight easily, but he wasn't ready to let her get suspended from school.
"Takes one to know one douche nozzle." Charlie snapped.
"In your dreams princess freak!" Lisa said with a smirk.
"Oh just go back to you stripper poll, bitch." Charlie sneered. "I hope you get paid well, because I'm sure that face doesn't bring in too many customers."
Lisa face turned bright red with anger as she flipped Charlie off. "Nobody asked for your opinion lezbo."
"Look gang, we don't want any trouble here so if you could just scoot along that would be great!" Donna said with a look of anger on her face.
"Listen here Mrs. Country hick. How about you fuck off." Ruby chimed in glaring at Donna angrily.
The other girls around Lisa snickered. They were such stupid assholes. Dean didn't know how anyone wanted to follow Lisa. She was a bitch to everyone.
"Anyways, Cas," Lisa said, turning her attention back to Cas as she put on her fakest smile. "I want you to meet Amara Dark."
"Nice to meet you." Amara said with a cool smirk playing on her lips. The entire time she spoke she couldn't take her eyes off of Dean. She was watching him like a hawk. Dean just wanted her to go away. He didn't like her.
"Listen here Amara." Charlie said, looking at the new girl. "I know you're the new girl and you don't really know anyone yet, but I'll be the first to tell you that the group you're with now is the wrong one. You should run. Run as fast as you can."
"Thanks for the tip, but no one tells me what to do." Amara sniffed arrogantly. "I make up my own rules as I go along."
"Your funeral." Charlie scoffed with a roll of her eyes.
"So, now that you're done gawking at Cas, do you think you could maybe leave us alone?" Jo demanded.
"We were already planning on leaving. Your nerd stick is getting pretty hard to tolerate." Lisa sneered. "Cas, are you coming?"
Cas shook his head slowly, glaring at the girls as he said, "No. I think I'm staying here, but you four go on ahead."
Lisa let out a dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes. It was like she was expecting Cas to follow her every command. Cas wasn't Lisa's bitch. The chick seriously needed to get a life.
When the girls finally left Pamela whispered, "Is anyone else feeling some serious bad juju from that Amara chick?"
Dean nodded quickly. She was not someone that Dean wanted to encounter again anytime soon.
"I make up my own rules." Ash said, mimicking Amara's high voice. "Bitch shut the fuck up, nobody cares."
"Hopefully she doesn't come back anytime soon." Cas grumbled. It seemed like a dark cloud had suddenly moved over his head.
Why did Lisa have to ruin everything? The conversation between him and Cas had been going so well too. Lisa was a serious asshole.
Dean couldn't help but feel a deep sinking in the pit of his stomach. This day had started out stressful, became better, and now it was turning to shit. Not to mention that Amara had left him with a nasty feeling that made him just want go home and take a shower.
"I hate those douche bags!" Charlie fumed. "Someone needs to shove their self-righteous heads up their prissy little asses."
"That can be arranged." Pamela said with an angry snort.
"You know, I think Amara had the hots for Dean." Kevin said, speaking up for the first time in a while.
"Ughh… please don't say that." Dean moaned. He had hoped that it had just been his imagination. Apparently he hadn't been the only one to notice Amara's staring at him.
"I'm serious! Once she saw you, her eyes never left you. It was kinda freaky." Kevin mused.
"Stoppp!" Dean begged, "It makes me feel dirty just thinking about it. I really don't like her. She was like she was gonna fucking kidnap me or something."
Beside him, Cas had stiffed. His eyes were narrowed slightly, as he listened to what Dean was saying. Cas was jealous. Dean's heart thrummed excitedly in spite of the situation. Cas was actually jealous that someone else was giving Dean attention (not that he wanted it).
"I don't like her either." Cas nearly growled.
No one else but Dean noticed the underlying sound of possession that filled Castiel's voice. Dean couldn't help but shiver at how hot that idea was. He loved the idea of Cas being overly possessive and protective of him. Dean only wished that he could kiss Cas right then and there to get rid of the dirty feeling that Amara had left with him.
She was bound to be trouble. Dean could already tell.
Their rants about Lisa and Amara were soon cut short as the class bell rang, signaling everyone to go to class.
Before they parted ways, they all agreed to meet back there for lunch.
As Dean stood he whispered a soft, goodbye to Cas, brushing the sides of their legs together, before they parted ways.
Cas smirked happily at Dean and winked as he said, "See ya later nerd."
'He had to stop winking at me!' Dean thought to himself. 'If he keeps that up, I'll have to skip class and drag his ass into an empty classroom so I can kiss the shit out of him.'
Dean's heart was beating erratically as he thought about ditching school and just hanging out with Cas all day. Maybe one day they would actually do that. He had never skipped school before so it would a thrilling change to his boring life.
His thoughts were interrupted as Charlie practically skipped alongside of him. Apparently she had already forgotten about the run in with Lisa and her crew. Or maybe there was just something else on her mind.
As soon as Charlie opened her mouth Dean knew it was the latter.
"Okay! Spill it Dean! I'm dying to know what happened between you two!" Charlie burst out grasping onto Dean's arm eagerly.
Dean felt his face flush a deep shade of red as she clung to him. 'I'm gonna need like ten blood transfusions a day if I keep blushing so much…' He thought to himself.
"I- I'm not sure what-"
"Nope! Don't play stupid with me Winchester!" Charlie exclaimed. "I saw how he was looking at you a few minutes ago! That's not how friends look at each other! Something happened and I need to know what it was!"
"Not so loud Charlie!" Dean hushed her, looking around with a worried look on his face.
Charlie sniggered and said, "Whose gonna be listening? I can barely hear our own conversation, so I'm pretty sure no one else can."
"Just… please Charlie." Dean pleaded. "Stay quiet okay."
"Alright alright." Charlie said, raising her hands in surrender. "But you're gonna spill the beans."
"Fine." Dean grumbled. "We kinda… I dunno. We hung out for a while and working on music shit. It was pretty great."
He was trying to give as few details as possible. Dean felt like if he vocalized what had happened he would just wake up to find out it was all a dream.
"Dude you know what I mean! Did anything happen between you two?" Charlie pressed. It was clear that she wouldn't stop until she had legitimate, concreate details.
"We… kinda… well… we…." Dean stopped he was stammering over his words and blushing furiously. 'Why does our classroom have to be all the way at the other end of the earth?' Dean thought to himself bitterly. He needed an escape from this awkward situation, but there was no hope of safety in sight. Just his luck.
"Oh my God!" Charlie gasped clasping a hand over her mouth and making Dean jump in surprise.
"What?" Dean asked, looking around and wondering what could have made Charlie react like that.
"Did you guys do it?" Charlie exclaimed. "Please tell me you got laid Winchester!"
"I- what? Jesus Charlie! No!" Dean stuttered. He hadn't been prepared for that. "No! I didn't now shut up Charlie!"
"Are you sure?" Charlie pressed.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that I'm still a virgin." Dean told her in exasperation.
"Damn…" She hummed, falling into silence. "Well are you gonna tell me what did happen then? Otherwise I'm just gonna keep guessing here."
"Okay, okay calm down." Dean told her. He took a deep breath before finally breathing… "We… kissed. Well… more like made out for an hour… or two so-"
Dean was interrupted by Charlie squealing with joy. Taking a quick glance around them, Dean saw that a few people were giving them strange looks as they walked past them.
"Charlie!" Dean snapped. "What did I tell you about being quiet?"
"I'm sorry Dean. That's just so, you guys are so- gahh! You guys are so adorable!" Charlie gushed. "Was it magical?"
Dean smirked, feeling a little more confident now as he said, "Yeah… it was pretty great." Castiel's lips had been so soft and warm; they felt like the best thing in the world.
"I knew that kid wasn't a total straight shooter." Charlie whispered to Dean. "I told you!"
"Yeah yeah shut up Charlie." Dean said. He was trying to seem annoyed with her but that was easier said than done.
"So, what's the deal with you two then?" Charlie asked, sobering up a little now. The excitement of the situation died down a little as she went back to digging him for info.
Dean shrugged shyly as he said, "I guess we're giving dating a try…." He admitted.
Charlie's eyes sparkled with joy as she looked up at Dean. It was like Christmas had come early for her.
"That's awesome Dean." Charlie told him. "You guys will be great together."
"I hope so…" Dean said wistfully. He wanted their relationship to be just how he imagined it.
"It will be Dean." Charlie told him as she reached out and squeezed his hand reassuringly.
"Can you kinda keep that to yourself though Charlie?" Dean asked, hoping that she'd understand why.
"Obviously! My lips are sealed!" Charlie told him. "I swear on vintage collection of Star Wars Movies."
Dean snorted and said, "Okay, I believe you."
"You guys are so adorable though. I can't believe it!" Charlie cooed as a smile spreading across her face once again.
"Just get into the classroom." Dean said in exasperation as he brushed past her and entered into their class.
"Nu uh! You can't get rid of me that easy Dean!" Charlie bubbled, following Dean to his desk.
Dean watched, holding back laughter as she plopped into the seat directly beside him. Their teacher, Naomi didn't give assigned seats, but Dean knew the kid who sat there was gonna be pissed that Charlie took his seat. For now however, Charlie was free to sit wherever she wanted to.
A few minutes later the kid who normally sat beside Dean came up to Charlie and said, "Uh… you're sitting in my seat."
"I don't see your name on it." Charlie responded, giving the kid a quick once over.
"So? That's where I sit." The kid told her.
"Well, maybe you should get to class faster next time." Charlie answered causally.
Dean was pretty sure that Charlie could take this kid if she had too. It was obvious that she wasn't giving up her seat and apparently the kid got the message too. He stormed off grumbling about classroom respect or some shit like that.
"That's how you win a seating war my friend." Charlie said, turning to Dean with a triumphant smile.
Charlie's smile was suddenly wiped off her face and she glared at something over Dean's head.
Dean turned around in confusion, wondering what could have pissed off Charlie that quickly. Maybe Lisa was standing behind him, leering over him or something. When Dean turned, his heart sunk. He wished it had been Lisa standing behind him. Lisa was two desks away, already sitting down and working on her first reapplication of her ten pounds of makeup. As Dean looked up at the person behind him, his heart sank.
It was Amara.
"Hello Dean." Amara said with a smile.
"How do you know my name?" Dean demanded. He was pretty damn sure that the only name that had been exchanged this morning was Castiel's.
"Lisa told me." Amara explained. "Do you mind if I sit here?"
Dean was silent, yeah he minded if she sat at the desk beside him, but what was he gonna say -bitch don't you dare sit there-. Dean just couldn't be mean to someone he just met. 'You can't be mean to anyone in general you asshat, you're too soft for that.' Dean reminded himself. Besides, if he did anything mean to someone he ran the risk of getting his ass handed to him by his bullies.
Before Dean had a chance to think about an answer, Amara had already taken her seat at the desk.
"Uhm, yeah he does mind actually." Charlie said, speaking for him.
"Really? I don't think he does." Amara said sneering at Charlie. "I didn't hear him objecting."
"Because he's two nice to tell you off you stuck up bitch." Charlie snapped.
"Charlie." Dean said in a hushed whisper. "It's fine. Leave it alone okay?"
"But-"
"Charlie, stop." Dean said, interrupting the redhead before she had a chance to get herself in trouble. It was great that she was defending him, but he needed to stand up for himself every so often.
"See. He doesn't mind." Amara said, with a triumphant little smirk on her lips as she glared at Charlie. "I can tell you and me are gonna be great friends Dean!"
Dean wanted to cry. He didn't want to be best friends with Amara. This chick seriously needed to go back to Nebraska.
On Dean's other side, he could feel Charlie burning a hole in the side of his head. She was staring at him hard, with a look of betrayal on her face. 'Great, it's not even 9am and I've already pissed off my best friend.' Dean thought to himself.
It was getting clearer and clearer to Dean this morning was going to be just as bad as all the others.
Today was going to be a long day.