The following Saturday morning at ten o'clock, the LGBT Club members set up shop in the Dairy Queen's parking lot. The youngsters organized a car wash to raise money for their upcoming "Grease" show. Ms. Barnes was present to supervise the students. Mr. Roche was unavailable to chaperone with Pamela, but was the first person to bring his silver BMW convertible to be waxed and vacuumed.
Charlie and Peyton cleaned their teacher's auto, while Gabe and Crowley sat under an umbrella. The couple was in charge of collecting the money. Castiel and Fer held colorful signs a block away from the Dairy Queen. Ion being the conceited exhibitionist he was, pulled off his shirt, and walked around the block wearing only a pair of camouflaged cargo shorts and forest green flip flops. Fer rolled his eyes behind a pair of aviators. "What did I ever see in that clown?"
"His big cock," Cas bumped his friend's shoulder.
Fer playfully pushed Castiel. "Touché"
The two friends wore the same clothes: black wife beaters, khaki cargo shorts and flip flops. Castiel covered his baby blues with Ray Ban Wayfarer glasses. Meg and Ruby drove by in the former's white 2013 Jeep Wrangler. Meg honked and whistled at her two friends.
The passenger window rolled down. Ruby waved at the boys. Meg leaned closer to shotgun. "We can raise a ton of bling if you two prudes removed your shirts." She winked at them.
Fer and Cas simultaneously gave her the bird. Meg blew a kiss at them, and Ruby giggled. "See ya!" The Jeep soon entered the Dairy Queen lot.
Ion jogged by smirking at the boys. Two cars filled with college co-eds followed him to the parking lot. Peyton and Charlie opened their mouths and stuck a finger in; acting as if they were going to throw up.
Chuck waved his hands in midair and screamed at the group to come and join them. Six cars waited to be washed. The teens ran. Everyone was stationed at one of the vehicles. A silver 1973 Camaro entered the lot. Castiel and Fer approached the sleek auto. Zeke, one of the football team players descended the Camaro.
Cas whistled at the car. Fer ran a hand over the smooth surface of the hood. "What's up, guys." Zeke fist bumped the boys. He started hanging out at the club's meetings for a couple of weeks now. He smiled at Fer, who as usual blushed in the 6'2 teen's presence. Cas grinned. Fernando was so adorable. Even a blind person could tell his best friend was majorly crushing on Zeke.
Zeke ran inside the Dairy Queen to get himself and his two friends Arctic Rushes. The sun was blazing. Castiel wiped sweat from his brow. Fer hosed the classic first. Cas readied the dust buster to vacuum the inside. His butt was out of the driver's door.
Dean drove the Impala to the car wash with Jo in shot gun. "Your old man is going to kill you."
"He's not going to find out." Dean rubbed the back of his beck. As he maneuvered the muscle car into the lot, Jo asked where Cas was. Dean smirked. His green orbs landed on Castiel's perfect ass. He pointed at the Camaro.
Gabe and Crowley jogged up to them, after Dean parked Baby. Gabriel made grabby hands. Dean, who was almost a foot taller than the trickster, dangled the keys in midair. Gabriel pouted. "You're no fun, Deano."
"I'll wait for Cas and Fer to wash my baby."
"Come on girls, I'll treat you to a sundae." Jo enlaced her arms with the two trouble makers.
