A/N:
Hello beauties! I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday as promised but I had my Thanksgiving yesterday and by the time that was done, I had the important task of watching the season 5 premier of The Walking Dead. Then after that there was a Harry Potter marathon on TV and you know how it goes.
Anyway I'm here with another chapter for you all, and thank you so so much for the reviews and alerts. I love you all like Dean loves his Impala!

Chapter 5:

Friday finally rolled around and while he still felt shitty about the whole note situation, his talk with Jo made him feel the slightest bit lighter. It wasn't much, but he was willing to take whatever reprieve he could get. He woke up that morning feeling decent, just happy for the weekend and relieved that he didn't have to look at Dean's stupid gorgeous face for two whole days. He took a shower and headed downstairs to get some breakfast.

"Hey, Cassie. I made pancakes!" Gabriel greeted happily. Cas offered a small smile and observed his brother's idea of a "pancake".

"How are your teeth not falling out, Gabriel? These aren't even pancakes, they're more like chocolate cakes. I think I'm going to have to decline your offering of syrup covered diabetes and opt for some toast." Cas chuckled. Gabriel just shrugged his shoulders.

"Your loss, big brother. More for me!"

Cas just laughed and took the bag of bread out of the breadbox, squeezing it to check its freshness and once satisfied, taking two pieces out of the bag and popping them into the toaster. He watched in mild fascination and just the slightest bit of disgust as his younger brother seemingly inhaled his sugar filled breakfast, wondering how Gabriel wasn't at least 200 pound by now. His toast popped and he plated it, pouring some honey over it, before digging in.

"Mom and dad won't be home until later tonight. Dad has surgery and mom has her stupid girly cocktail night with her friends." Gabriel said through a mouthful of pancakes.

"Hey, mom works hard and deserves a stupid girly cocktail night. Do you need me to cook you dinner then?" Cas asked.

"Nah, Sam is going to spend the night. I already got permission from mom and we're just going to order some food."

Cas just nodded, popping the last piece of toast into his mouth, placing his plate in the sink.

"Okay, well hurry up and finish your...'food'. We gotta get going for school."

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When Cas and Gabriel arrived at school, they parted ways in search for their friends. It was a nice day out, unseasonably warm but still cool enough to wear a sweater and be comfortable. He wished briefly that he could just skip class and spend his time relaxing outside, but he forced himself to mosey on into the school, figuring he'd find his friends huddled by one of their lockers. He entered the school and made his way down the hallway when someone grabbed his sleeve and pulled him into an empty classroom. He looked in confusion, furrowing his brow as Lisa Braeden stood in front of him, an unreadable expression on her face.

"Uh, hi?" he offered lamely.

"Don't 'hi" me, Novak. I know your secret." she said, crossing her arms across her chest, staring him down.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Lisa. Now if you excuse me, I have a class to attend." Cas replied, turning to open the door.

"Surely you wouldn't want Dean to know that you, big, flaming faggot Novak are his secret admirer." Lisa said cooly.

Cas felt his heart stop, he closed his eyes and waited a moment to turn around and face Lisa, and when he did, her face donned a smug look.

"And why do you assume that?"

"I heard you talking to Jo. For a smart guy you sure are fucking stupid. You know it wouldn't take much to prove that you're the one who wrote those infamous notes."

"What do you want, Lisa? What's the point of this?"

"I want you, Castiel Novak, to go to Gordon's party, and plant one on Dean." she said innocently.

Cas felt his heart rate increase, he widened his eyes and stared at Lisa, not understanding what she could possibly have to gain from that.

"You're fucking nuts, Lisa. There's no way I would do that!"

"Well, it's either that or the whole school knows who you really are. The sweet, kind, anon."

"And what difference would kissing him make? It's still humiliating and it will most likely earn me a punch in the face! Why are you doing this, Lisa? Can you please just let it go? I ended it, okay? It's over with." Cas pleaded.

"The difference is instead of the whole school knowing Dean was smitten with someone who has a dick, and the whole school knowing you were pining for a straight jock, admitting you watch him and think the sun shines out of his ass, this will be a one time thing. It will most likely be forgotten in a few weeks time. And I'm doing this, Castiel, because you fucked with my relationship. It's your fault that Dean ended things with me. He's so hung up on those stupid pathetic fucking notes that he won't even look twice at me now. Kissing him would embarrass him and I would get great pleasure knowing you'll get rejected by your perfect Dean Winchester. I'm not going to ask you again, Castiel. I'll be at the party and if I don't see it happen, I will tell the whole school your secret. Both you and Dean would be the laughing stock of the school, he'll probably lose his friends, he'll get made fun of, Sam will be known as the guy who has the faggot for an older brother and he'll be made fun of too. People will probably pick on Gabriel, too, you know. Tease him over how pathetic his big bro is. You have until midnight to make your choice, and don't you dare think of running and telling Jo so she can 'set me straight' because if I find out you uttered a word about this, I will not hesitate to drop the bomb."

Just then the bell rang and people started to file into the classroom. Lisa smiled at Cas as if she didn't just fucking threaten to ruin not only his life, but Dean's also.

"Great talk, Novak. I'll see you later."

Cas stumbled out of the classroom feeling like he just got punched in the face. Was this really happening? He didn't mean any harm from the notes and now they turned his entire world upside down. He suddenly decided that skipping school did seem like a wonderful idea, and skip he did. He texted Gabriel and told him that he felt sick and to get a ride home with Sam. He felt a sense of complete dread as he made the trip home, plopping down on the couch with defeat when he got in. He felt sick, nervous, upset, and stupid. It was only 9 in the morning and so he had 14 hours to decide whether or not to do what he was told. He knew kissing Dean would earn him a punch in the face. He knows he'd be ridiculed by Dean's meathead friends and he knows Dean would never speak to him again. Any chance of even having Dean as a friend would be shot out the window. Not only that, Jo, Kevin, Garth, Chuck, Gabriel and his parents were the only ones who knew he was gay. He wasn't ashamed of who he was but he knew the gay population in his school was close to none so he didn't feel the need to flaunt it. He just wanted to get through school and graduate, maybe meet a nice guy in college and work from there. To be the only openly gay guy in his school would cause a world of shit for him, his brother, and his friends. But the other option didn't seem any better. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place and he just wished he could bury himself in his blankets and never come out again. He had a choice to make and either way it would end up badly for him. He wished he never wrote those stupid notes.

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With Sam sleeping at Gabe's place, Dean decided to make his way to Gordon's party. He looked pretty good, if he did say so himself, wearing a pair of form fitting blue jeans, a black undershirt, and a forest green button-down with the sleeves rolled up and the buttons undone. He entered the party and went straight for the beer. He met up with Adam and Ruby, who already seemed to have a bit to drink, if their groping eachother was anything to go by. Dean just laughed at them, chugging his beer. It has been a long few weeks and he just wanted to get drunk and forget everything.

"Hey, Dean. Lisa's been staring at you since you got in, you still tapping that?" Adam asked, as Ruby kissed his neck. Dean just scoffed, finishing off his beer, grabbing another, opening it and taking a long sip. He wiped his mouth and shook his head.

"Nah, ended that a while ago. Got a little to clingy, you know?"

Adam laughed and nodded.

"Yeah, she has it bad for you, dude. You sure she's not the one behind your beloved love notes?" Adam teased. Dean scowled and took another swig from his beer.

"Yes, I'm sure. She's not smart enough to write like that and she's all jealous over them. She's fucked."

Ruby pulled off of Adam and poured them each a shot.

"You guys are talking too much, let's get drunk!" she grinned, handing them each a shot of whiskey. Dean just laughed and tossed it back, appreciating the warming feeling as it traveled down his throat. They took a few more shots and by 11, Dean decided to leave them and find a bathroom. Ruby and Adam were attached at the lips and he was getting bored with it. Dean was pretty buzzed at that point, the effects of the whiskey and beer making him feel good. He went off on his search for the bathroom when he felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned and came face to face with that nerdy Novak kid. He took in his appearance. He was wearing black jeans, a navy blue button up, also with the sleeves rolled up, and some black converse. His startling blue eyes stared into Dean's green ones and he bit down on his full, pink lips in a nervous gesture. Dean stopped staring and cleared his throat.

"Uh, hey. You're the kid I knocked into the other day. Sorry about that, I wasn't having a great day." Dean said apologetically.

"That's alright, Dean. I am sorry to hear your day was less than ideal." Cas replied. He seemed nervous, he was fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, still biting down on his lip, making it even fuller than it normally was. He was an okay looking guy, for a dude, anyway. Dean offered a small smile.

"Good, and it's okay, it wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have taken it out on you, though."

"That's quiet alright, Dean. You do not owe me any kindness, but I appreciate the apology."

Something about the way this Novak kid spoke made Dean think of his notes. This guy was so formal and well spoken. Dean sighed and looked down. He didn't want to think of the notes.

"I'm sorry, Dean. Did something I say upset you?" Cas asked. Dean looked up and met his gaze. When did this guy get closer to him?

"Oh, uh, no. Sorry, just zoned out. I gotta go to the bathroom, though. Glad we could clear the air, I'll see you around, uh..."

"Castiel. My name is Castiel, Dean." Cas said, and Dean totally didn't notice how his voice dropped lower as he said it.

"Okay, Castiel." Dean smiled. Cas just looked at him with those giant fucking blue eyes of his, a hint of sadness in them.

"I apologize for this, Dean."

"Apologize for what?" Dean was cut off when that pair of full, moist, pink lips pressed against his own. Dean stood still in shock. He didn't kiss back but he didn't pull away. He felt Cas's warm body pressed against his, and when he heard a gasp he shoved Cas back harder than he intended to. Cas went flying back, falling to the floor.

"What the fuck was that?! I'm not fucking gay!" Dean yelled. He could hear people laughing, hearing comments like "the mighty Dean Winchester just got a wet one from a faggot" and he never felt so embarrassed.

"Stay the fuck away from me, Novak and if you ever touch me again I will end you!" Dean growled and stormed out of the house. What bothered Dean more than the embarrassment is the lack of disgust he felt from the kiss. He was NOT gay, he was NOT.

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A/N:

There you go sweetpeas, it was going to be longer but my laptop is dying :c
I will update soon though, so hope you enjoy and let me know what ya think! :")