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Chapter 1:

Jokes Are Meant To Be Funny

(6 years later)

After six years from the discovery I had learned many things. From transporting from far off places to knowing what people are a thinking about, just like Mina has said.

My brothers and sister learned these things too, seeing as it is now our only concern too protect our mother. There is nothing else we can do, seeing now as the fact that school will only be temporary and our aging is slower than a regular human being.I'm sixteen years old, but I look like a measly thirteen year old. Complete with clear pale skin only the size of my eyes might as well be illegal in third world countries. There's muscle on my arms, but I'm too thin for it to do much.

Today will be all of our first day of high school. Or any school, seeing as until this day we've been homeschooled. I personally don't see the reason why we need to go, as if my years of teaching them hasn't made them geniuses.

But if she believes that this would help us get open to our 'people skills' then let it be.

I clutch the backpack that sits between my shoulders, knuckles coloring white and Anna places a slim hand over my shoulder.

"Come, Castiel, don't be too nervous. To be honest, I'm a bit nervous too. And we all know that though Gabriel wont admit it, but he's nervous. Michael will make sure nothing happens, and we can take care of ourselves too. Years of training has gotten us somewhere Castiel, let's make the best of trying to be normal."

I nod, but don't say a word. They know that since that day I haven't spoken and I don't plan to any time soon.

Gabriel bounds down the stairs, backpack half open and filled to the brim with little pranks and toys. I smile at the gesture, knowing that with a flicker of his hands he could easily make the bag fit all of those things easily, but he's doesn't and its the notion that counts. He pops a lollipop into his hand, peeling the clear wrapper off of the cherry sucker. "I heard my name?" He calls out in flourish.

Lucifer bounds down the stairs after him, a gleam of terror glowing from his face. "Good to see your hearing isn't as damaged as we thought you little bi-"

"Luci, please not this early in the morning!" Michael calls from the kitchen.

"Luci, please not this early in the morning!" Lucifer whines back, mimicking Michael's firm voice with little respect. I snort at their bickering and Gabriel ignores the quarrels, going towards me with a large smile.

"Cassie! Good to see your ready in the morning, and Anna! You too! Finally a welcoming face to greet in the bright wonderful sunshine! Lollipop?" He pops two extra lollipops in his hand and hands them to me and Anna. I gingerly take it while Anna rejects the offer.

"I don't know exactly what's in that lollipop, Gabriel, last time you had alive scorpions! So, no thank you." Anna sends one last look of grimace at the lollipop and then walks towards the kitchen.

"What's her deal?" Gabriel scoffs and sticks the rejected lollipop into his pocket for later.

I shrug and follow her, knowing that Michael and Lucifer have already started on breakfast.(Its strange, considering that angels don't need to eat but I guess they like the food, and well if it keeps them quiet then be my guest.) Mina sits by them, laughing at a stupid joke they told her while munching on an apple. She pats my brothers arm and smiles. "So, are you guys ready for school?" She asks, her voice taking immediate cover in hopes none will be telling her any protests. I nod and sit across from her, seeing the relieved look that at least one of her kids actually listens.

"I hope so, my main concern is the littlest angel over here, and his ugly trench coat." Gabriel states, as he sits down next to me and pats my back.

I hate that nickname, it's just as bad as Cassie. I tolerate it either way, sighing loudly to show my hate. And whats wrong with my trench coat anyways? Sure its a bit too big and rough around the edges but its good! Gabriel rolls his eyes and swings an arm over my shoulder, seeing as if I'm just a leaning place for his short self.

"Well, your not quite wrong as a whole." Michael complies as he gets up to put his dish in the sink. I glare at his back, hoping he realizes that the burning hole through his abdomen is my doing. He places the glass in the sink as soon as he rinses it off and smiles. "Its true, we all know that now with little Cassie over here he's a bit too naive."

I am nothing of the sort! How dare he! I know right from wrong and the good and the bad, and that people aren't always what they seem to be! If anything Ive had more experiences than any normal human being! How could he know? I bite my tounge, knowing that the words will be pointless in the end and send another menacing glare towards my eldest brother.

"Seem's Cassie here isn't fond of your statement, Mikey." Lucifer coos and leans over to pinch my cheeks. I fling his hands away, tearing my gaze from Michael to Lucifer, seeing the best I could do with my blue eyes.

"Guys, leave your brother alone will you?" Mina states and slaps Lucifer's head, picking up the empty plates and then handing them over to Michael with a thankful smile. I nod at Lucifer, a smirk playing onto my lips as he resigns and sticks a tongue out towards me. I lift my hands up in surrender and Anna sets them down.

"I swear do I have to be the one for the next millennia or will one of you just shut up for once?" Anna frowns and flips her red hair over her shoulder. We nod in union, Anna being one of few who knows how to actually scare a living Novak. "Its like your not even angels, so much for stereotypes...and good fashion sense." Anna grumbles and gets up from the table, sliding her bag onto her back.

"So, I guess little Cassie here is ready for school then? Seems like that oversized drop cloth makes him complete." Gabriel bleats, a sly smile tugging at his lips. I slide a hand though my untamed hair in frustration.

This is going to be a long day.

...

"So, your the Novaks'?" An old lady states, a thin lipped smile splayed over her face. I recognize easily how fake the smile is, noticing how its missing a glint of at least one emotion in her pale grey eyes. Her gray hair is pinned up to the top of her head, firmed securely with a small purple lilac pin. I wonder if she gotten that as a present...

"Yes, I'm Michael, this here is Gabriel, Anna, Luci and Castiel." Michael introduces us, a fake smile that matches the lady's perfectly on his own chiseled face. Anna smiles uneasily, Lucifer disregarding her completely and Gabriel mindlessly sucking on his lollipop. I nod at the lady, showing my recognition, but pay no mind to her. There's no need to, seeing as the lady doesn't seem to deem any importance for the future.

"How...quaint. A nice little family we have here. Well, I can assure you here at LEA we offer the best for our bright pupils." She assures, her fake smile only getting faker. "I'm Miss Parker, your Vice Principal. I'm here to go over your schedule and show you the ropes before diving head first into this wonderful learning academy. I'm sure you all read through the student handbook, am I mistaken?"

We nod absentmindedly, only with Anna and I paying attention for us. But, I have actually read the student handbook...its rather...unusual. (In a very strange sense, I don't understand why they wouldn't allow hats. I mean I guess a beanie would be okay but the whole smuggling drugs thing is kinda offensive. Why would anyone need to have weeds pulled from your garden in school, and why would they get in trouble for it?)

"Good! Then here are your schedules, and have fun." Miss Parker passes each of our schedules and I almost send a glare towards the fake lady. What kind of principal would just push their new students out the door on the first day? I almost scoff at the gesture but think better of it, and we get up from our seats. "Oh! And, Gabriel, is it? No candy or food on the premises until lunch. You should throw that away before you get in trouble on your first day, Mr. Novak." She scowls and then I realize her true exterior. Evil wet mop.

Gabriel hesitantly takes the cherry sucker our of his mouth, and lets it fall in the trashcan with an inaudible whimper. Its almost laughable.

"Have a good day, Novaks." She smiles and the look sends shivers down my spine.

We rush out of there, almost slamming the door behind us, as we now stand in the middle of the empty hallway.

"So, what now?" Gabriel asks as he pulls out a red lollipop from his back pocket, which I recognize was Anna's from earlier. I smile as he unwraps it, and sticks it into his mouth. Its like it never ends with him. "God that lady was just sizing you up, huh? Doesn't matter sweetie, someone will always love you, and that someone is me." He whispers to his lollipop and it takes an unbelievable amount of force not to roll my eyes.

"I suggest we all go to our respective classes and adjust..." Anna answers as she looks at her schedule, completely ignoring Gabriel's confession of love to the edible object, and furrows her eyebrows. "Okay, what time is it..."

"It's around 9:43." Michael replies as he looks towards his schedule. "Okay, how about during lunch we meet outside of the Library, okay? See if everyone is alive by then." Michael smiles at his attempt for a joke, which in my case doesn't help. I'm positive I'll be alive in the next two hours, in case something wrong might happen like a fire. But, either way I'm also positive that I could live through that too. I tilt my head to the side, showing my confusion.

"Sorry, Cassie, forgot you don't know what humor is." Michael smiles and rubs his hand into my hair, which I attempt to slap away but to no avail.

After a few minutes of figuring out what to do, we split and I'm walking to my next class with Gabriel, who coincidentally has the same class with me. It takes a few minutes for us to find the number but we find the classroom soon, a thought of relief and dread flowing through our minds. Gabriel opens the door, showing a class who seems to pay no mind to the teacher who is all but surprised to find us at the door.

Gabe smiles brightly, lollipop sticking out of his mouth. "Hello! Were the new students!"

The teacher seems taken back by my brother's outward explanation and sets the book down onto her desk. She takes awhile to think and then a look of recognition is splattered over her face. "You must be the Novaks!" She replies with the same gusto as Gabriel and I absent mindly wonder if Gabriel and her could be related. But, that would end with her probably being my sister...never mind.

"Right we are Mrs.-"

"Mrs. Singer." She answers, blonde hair flowing over her shoulders. She has warm eyes and a kind smile, like a mother, a wife no less and I take a quick liking to the woman in the polka dot jumper. "Come in and introduce yourselves. You seem a bit early for new students...Miss Parker?" She asks with understanding as we step in, Gabriel nods as I close the door behind us. My heart is thumping.

She leads us to the front and center of the classroom, a stern look towards the absentminded talking flowing through the class. She coughs to get the attention of her class but only a few obey. She tries again, louder this time and with more force and I see everyone's eyes whip towards the married woman.

"Everyone, these our our new students!" She announces, breaking the silence and suddenly everyone's buzzing with curious chatter. "Would you like to introduce yourselves?" She asks and Gabriel smiles, sending a nod her way. She steps back, letting my brother take the stage.

He takes the lollipop out of his mouth, holding it delicately between his fingers and sends a sly smile towards the class. "Hello, I'm Gabriel and this is my brother, Castiel. Now this isn't the whole pack, children, we have another sister and two brothers who will kindly kick your asses if you lay a finger on him. Got it?" He begins. I send a wary look towards Mrs. Singer, who doesn't look to surprised by the language but has a concerned look no less.

Gabriel continues, seeing how at least more than half of the class is taken by the threat. "Now, see here. I've lived here my whole life, love candy and swings both ways." He sends a wink towards a brunette in the front seat and she blushes profoundly. "Cassie here doesn't speak. And that is that."

"Wait, he doesn't speak?" Mrs. Singer jumps at the information, a worried look playing on her soft features.

"Well, he's not challenged if that's what your asking. In fact, he's anything but. He's really a genius who finds speaking a waste of air and the language meaningless. Don't take it the wrong way, he's just not fond of speaking, and hasn't been since he was four. " Gabriel answers for me with a humph, sticking the lollipop back into his mouth.

"Really? So, your meant to be in this class Cast-e-al?" She asks me, her try at my name a good go but not there yet. I nod, and take a notepad out of the pocket of my jacket, slipping pen out along with it. I open to a blank page and write out the right way to pronounce my name. Cas-ti-el. With a small, apologetic smile, I hand the paper to her and she reads it over.

"Oh! Sorry, Castiel, is it?" She tries again and I give her an approving smile. "Good! Okay, let's settle down everybody and you guys can take any seat. I'm positive you won't be a problem much, will you, Castiel? I'm just not so sure about your brother." She jokes.

We find our seats in the middle of the classroom. Pretty good seats as well, I might add, seeing as it gives a perfect view of the board and an all around view of everyone around you. A few eyes fly on me and I choose to ignore the curious glances, paying attention to Mrs. Singer in the front.

"Alright, back to the main topic, who here has read Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing?"

I raise my hand, seeing as everyone else in the room is completely clueless about the play. I find this one of the few plays made by Shakespeare that has a funny plot, but an unrealistic ending. It's more of an refreshing child's fairy tale, yet being that betrayal and ones form of love is a large take on the whole play.

Mrs. Singer seems delightfully surprised at the raise of my hand, and gets up. "Wonderful! Would it be okay if you could show the class the main plot without giving any...spoilers? The board is free." She asks.

A few envious glares are sent my way at the mention of the board, and I realize that the board might be important. But, what's so special about a white dry erase board anyway? I get up, seeing as it would be rude of me to go against Mrs. Singer's wishes sand walk towards the board. She hands me a black marker, which I take gingerly and a few other colors as well. I start to write the main characters down onto the white surface, the names etched into my skull permanently. I also draw a small doodle of their faces next to the names, having seen the movie many times, and one of the few which I actually enjoy.

I start by then writing their purpose in the plot, and who's connected with who and the relationship. Four minutes later and an extensive use of colored arrows, I end the demonstration with writing the words COMEDY/ROMANCE .on the side in large letters. I look towards Mrs. Singer with approval, only seeing more than that. Her face right now is the definition of proudness and awe.

"This is amazing, Castiel! In all my years of being an Language Arts/ Reading teacher I have never seen such a good example of Shakespeare's work on Much Ado About Nothing! Much less the drawings of their faces are flawless! How could you do that with just a simple permanent marker? And their faces from the movie must be etched into your mind!" She rambles, her lips growing wider and wider with each word. "Hold on, I have to get Mrs. Harvelle!" She exclaims and in a rush she runs out the door. She doesn't even bother closing it and look back towards our classroom to find half in anger and the other half in envy.

I shrug at the class, showing an apologetic smile and my eyes meet Gabriel's, who's almost choking of laughter. "Oh, my god Cassie. You just had to, didn't you? Selfish bastard angel you are!" He calls out, ignoring the companion chuckles of a few other classmates who find my work to be amusing.

Are they laughing at my work? Why would Gabriel reveal my true form to the class? Isnt someone going to find out? I frown at the laughing class, unable to resist Gabriel's contagious chuckles and I look back towards the door. Mrs. Singer is back, talking animatedly with whom I suppose is Mrs. Harvelle.

"I mean, Ellen, he doesn't speak but you should see how much he surprised me with this! I mean just look!" She tugs a middle aged woman with shoulder length brown hair and tired eyes into her classroom and I could tell that by their close proximity that they are very close friends, like they've known each other for years. They probably have.

"What...the hell..." Mrs. Harvelle whispers as she sets a look towards the work on the board. I shrink into the sidelines, not knowing if she means it to be praise or absolute bored with the new discovery.

Her voice has a more southern drawl, more than Mrs. Singer.

"I know right!" Mrs. Singer replies back, and I take Mrs. Harvelle's comment as a praise in the end. "It's just...wow."

"Yes, it is, but as you know I should be surprised that you have at least one good working student in here." She states and looks over to me, a kind smile similar too Mrs. Singer's that makes me feel like she's my own mother. "Mrs. Harvelle, but call me Ellen. I teach History across the hallway. Name?"

I look towards Mrs. Singer for a little help, as she suddenly remembers that I don't speak.

"Oh! Sorry, Ellen, it's Castiel Novak." She answers for me, and Mrs. Harvelle, or Ellen, remembers the peice of information.

"That's right, you don't speak. Sorry, Castiel, good work though." She replies, her voice apologetic and I nod in reply. "Alright, I have a class to teach, and so do you Karen. Nice meeting you, Castiel and good day class." She waves towards the rest of the class, who reply back with a 'You too, Ellen!', and walks out.

"Okay! Apologies, Castiel, you can go sit down now. Now! Any questions?" She calls out to the class. I go back to my seat, begging my feet to move as quickly as possible to my desk. I slump down onto it, and sigh.

What a troublesome class.

...

"Come, Cassie! We have to hurry or Mikey will never let us hear the end of it!" Gabriel exclaims, as we grab out things to out back into our backpacks. The lunch bell has already rung, meaning we have to go meet our brothers and sister for lunch. I slide the last blue pen into a secured pocket and fling it over my back, looking towards Gabriel who is just messily shoving things into his.

"I assure you, you'll be fine." I blurt out, stopping Gabriel in his tracks. My hands go quickly towards my mouth, wondering why on earth I would start speaking now.

Why did I just speak?

"Cassie? You okay? You just...spoke..." Gabriel asks, awe struck and places his backpack over his shoulder. His face twists into a look of confusion. "It sounds a lot deeper..."

I nod, hands still not leaving my lips, eyebrows furrowed.

Gabriel looks a bit worried, then looks toward me. "We'll talk about this later, let's just go meet everyone else at the front of the library." He resigns and trudges out of the room.

I follow, hands still not leaving my lips.

...

"What's wrong with Castiel?" Anna asks as she looks towards my hands, which stay clasped around my lips.

"Caught himself off guard by saying a few words, his hands have stayed there like glue ever since." Gabriel answers, lollipop sticking out of his mouth.

I glare at him, as Anna's face goes from worry to curiosity then back to worry again.

"What did he say? Did you do something Gabriel?" She suddenly interrogates, a disapproving finger making its way towards my short brother.

"He said, and I quote, 'I assure you, you'll be fine'. And no, that would be just cruel for the first day. And so beneath me." He answers, taking a loving lick from his lollipop. "Besides, if I pulled anything it would be an unsuspecting victim. Always like to claim territory, Anna dear."

I look towards Anna as she sighs, and claps her hands. "Alright, fine. Castiel, I do believe that you can take your hands off. It's not like you'll be speaking anytime soon...and isn't that uncomfortable?"

I slowly pull my hands back, realizing just how tired my arms are from the position and stuff them into the pockets of my trench coat.

"Anna! Gabe! Cassie!"

We turn around finding Lucifer and Michael jogging towards us, a smug looks on Luci's and a shamed one on Michael's.

"Hey! So how'd it go? Getting laid yet?" Gabriel greet and takes another tentative lick from his lollipop.

"Hey, ask Luci over here, and get back to me in an hour." Michael replies and runs a hand through his hair. He looks towards Lucifer with exhaustion and dread. "Had to chase this Golden retriever for the last two hours..."

My head instantly goes to the right in confusion.

There is no dog of that breed anywhere around here.

Gabriel chuckles. "No, Cassie, he's talking about Lucifer."

Oh.

Why would Lucifer, who is an angel...be a dog?

Gabriel must have noticed my ongoing confusion for he sighs and takes a last bite of his lollipop with a crunch. "It's a metaphor, or a joke. You do know that jokes are meant to be funny?"

My head only goes to the other side.

"Never mind, come on hermits we have a school to take over."

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