The boy with the green eyes

by Alex Mooser

Castiel is a young adult in his second year of college life. He lives on campus and works at a small bar in the tiny town somewhere in the middle of Kansas. His life is relatively normal, dealing with bullies, school work and being the 'Teacher's pet' of the class. But his life takes a sudden twist when he meets The boy with the green eyes. (Mostly in the P.O.V of Castiel)

2. Chapter 2

During the day, Castiel spent it like he always would. He went to his first few classes on the small college campus, ate lunch at the cafeteria and went straight to the bar in the small town where he worked, serving the jocks and cheerleaders that all treated him like dirt.

"Hey angel boy!" One of the girls called from a back corner table, holding her cup up. "More water! And bring some of those neat little veggie plates would ya?"

Castiel nodded politely though he did hate the nick name "Angel boy". They had decided to call him that, and he guessed it was because he always did his work and paid attention, never stepping out of line. When he walked over to the back table and slid over a small plate of carrots and celery, the group of students were arguing over who got the last brownie at the table.

"Aye, angel boy!" said the jock that sat closest to Castiel. "Who do you think should get it, me or Princess over there?" He pointed to the brunette that had asked for more water.

Castiel looked between them quietly, the girl looking up at him with a sly smile as if to say 'I'm deserving of it.' He nodded in thought and looked to the jock.

"Well," he started, "in my honest opinion, you shouldn't have anymore or you'll probably end up overdosing, judging by the bags under your eyes, suggesting lack of sleep, caused by either staying up late at night, which we all know you only do on Friday nights when you and 'Princess' go off, or because some form of drug is keeping you up, and between football practice and the drugs, you don't get time to crash. Also by the amount of rise in your 'brownies' suggesting an unnatural mix of ingredients." He shrugged. "So by health standards, the girl should get the brownie. However." He turned to face the girl, a blank expression showing on his face. "I don't suggest you consume anymore of those 'brownies', ma'am considering your boyfriend has been sneaking drugs into them for the past couple weeks. Most likely to get you to sleep with him. Or maybe it's to hide his sexuality...humph." Castiel shrugged and walked back to another table to pick up a tab, leaving the group of students, staring blankly after him, mouths hanging open in pure shock.