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Chapter twenty-seven

Early December

Dean hated the winter. He hated the cold and he hated how he had to wear layers upon layers upon layers. Two layers were fine with him but more than that and he couldn't stand it. He hated having chapped lips and he hated the catch-22 situation that occurred when he had to choose between wearing gloves and being able to use his phone outside. He hated winter and it was ironic seeing as he was born during it, compared to Sam, who was born in the summer and who unlike Dean, actually loved winter.

That's what happens when you're a Winchester, he supposed.

Anyway, he hated the winter. But he didn't mind it as much when he got to spend it with his friends, especially Cas.

Castiel had the habit of wearing a lot of layers and for a lot of people, it made them look like an oversized snowman but Castiel somehow managed to make it work. Dean especially loved when Castiel would keep his scarf on and Dean got to see Castiel in his scarf quite often whenever he came over to do schoolwork. Sometimes Dean would allow himself to sneak glances at Castiel's neck wrapped in whatever tacky patterned scarf he chose to put on that day and Dean's mind would race. Dean wondered how it would feel to slowly and gently take the scarf off and to run his fingers down Castiel's neck and to feel a pulse under his fingers and then maybe he could feel it with his lips too- Dean's thoughts usually stopped right there because if they didn't- well there would be more than just a party in his pants and that would be quite difficult to explain to Castiel.

A week or so before holiday break

Jo slammed her Chemistry textbook down on the library table and Dean looked up from his seat. "Tough day?"

Jo sighed as she pulled out the chair and sat on the edge of it. She opened her Chemistry textbook and started listing through the pages until she got to the one she needed. Once she took her notebook and pens out and pulled her chair up, only then did she look up and smiled thinly. "Is it that obvious?"

"Kinda. But you usually look angry- hey- ow that hurt." Dean rubbed his leg where Jo had kicked him and glared at her. "Now I know that you're really in a mood. What gives?"

Jo glared at him but did not kick him again (thank god, Dean didn't think that he would be able to withstand another kick to his leg.) She opened her mouth to say something but whatever she was going to say was interrupted by the click-clacking of heels getting close to their table. As the sound got closer, Dean's eyes trailed upward from the high-heeled boots to the pale creamy legs barely covered by the black skirt to the blouse tucked into it and eventually to the face whose those legs belonged to and as his eyes went through a journey, so did the expression on his face, which went from a smile to a frown within seconds of realizing whom he had been checking out.

Meg smirked. "While flattering, I'd appreciated if you'd stop looking at my assets."

Dean rolled his eyes. "What do you want, Meg?"

"Though I cannot fathom why, Ash insisted that I give you these myself." She dropped two small envelopes on the table.

Dean and Jo each took one and opened them. While they overlooked the cards inside, Meg explained. "They're invitations to my end of semester party. You don't have to RSVP to them, honestly I don't care if you even show up but everyone's invited so I hope you guys have fun yadda yadda." With that, she turned on her heel and left their table.

Dean waited to make sure Meg was out of earshot and when he saw her sitting down at a table with some group of girls on the farthest end of the library, he blurted out, "Are you really going to go to the party?"

Jo shrugged and looked up from the problem she was doing her in her notebook. "I don't know- it might be fun."

"Do you know if Cas is going?" Dean asked.

Jo gave him a strange look, a look that most people gave others when they were out of the loop but expected them to know everything anyway. "Didn't you hear?"

"Hear what?" Jo motioned to him to lean forward so that they could be closer.

"Cas and Meg broke up like a week ago." Jo whispered.

Dean arched his eyebrow. "Why?"

Jo shrugged again. "Dunno- I just heard from Ash."

"So he won't be there?" Dean asked, trying to keep any emotion from be evident in his the tone of his voice.

"Oh he'll be there." Jo said as she flipped to the next page in her textbook. Then as an afterthought, she said, "Chemistry's such a bitch."

"What?" Dean breathed.

"I said, 'chemistry's such a bitch.'" Jo rolled her eyes- "Honestly, Winchester, where is your attent- " Jo didn't get to finish because Dean interrupted her and said, "No, I mean why is Cas going to be there?"

Jo twirled her pen around. "I don't know- I mean it's Meg-she invites everyone and it's not like they ended up on bad terms or that's what I heard anyway." She looked back down to her notes and frowned.

"Oh." Dean said and tried not to let the hurt be evident in his voice. But what right did he get to feel hurt anyway? It's not like Cas owned him anything.

Jo looked up from her notebook again and placed a hand on Dean's arm comfortingly. "Hey cheer up, it'll be fun, we just have to get Ash drunk within like the first hour."

Dean snorted and Jo smiled back.

"Now help me with this chemistry shit."

"If you hate it so much, why did you take it?" Dean asked curiously.

"It's a requirement for AP Bio and if I want to get in a good pre-med program, I have to take this class." Jo sighed.

"Chem is a requirement for AP Bio? I thought it was Bio you needed?"

"I did but I already took it and the guidance counselor suggested I take Chem as well so it looks better for getting into the class and then college."

"Oh." Dean said and then pulled the textbook to him. Here he was not even sure what he was going to do the next day and Jo was telling him that she had planned out the next two or three years of her life already. How was he supposed to know what he wanted to do with the rest of his life at sixteen?

He was going to see the guidance counselor later.

He wasn't that great at Chemistry- no that was Ash, who Dean was pretty sure liked the subject so much partly because of his obsession with the show, Breaking Bad. Anyway, Dean wasn't bad at it so he could probably help Jo with it.

As he looked over the problem, he heard Jo say, "I saw you looking up her skirt."

Dean glanced up and smirked. "So? You were doing the same thing." He grinned when he saw that Jo's ears had reddened.

"Well what can I say- despite her pretty ugly personality, she is pretty hot."

Dean nodded in agreement.

"Now help me with this, Winchester or I'll tell your dearest Cas about that field trip accident you had during freshman year." Jo smiled cruelley.

"Okay, okay, your highness." Dean spent the next two hours helping Jo with her Chem homework and then studying for his own class.

And as he sat in the library, a part of him couldn't stop thinking of how the party would go.

A/N: Please review.
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Edit: Okay, I just edited the chapter but if you still see any mistakes, please tell me.
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