"Matt! Matt, our baby is home!" My mom came bursting through the front door and pulled me into a big zebra hug. One that I couldn't get out of and couldn't *gasp* breathe.
"Let him go honey. He's turning blue," Dad to the rescue. "How was your day dear? I want to hear all about it!" I began to tell them about all my classes and my new friends I met in homeroom and the ones from lunch. But I decided to keep out the part where I was spying on my lunch friends.
Later, after I finished my homework and dinner was over, I decided to call Sammy.
"Winchester residence." What the krust! Did I dial the wrong number? Oh my god, what do I do? Calm down moron, just ask for Sammy. "Is, ummm, Sammy there?" my heart stopped at the silence.
"Could I ask whose calling?" Oh no. Wrong number! Abort mission. ABORT MISSION!
"It's Cas," More silence.
"Hey Sammy! Phone for you! He'll be right there." I could feel my knees turn to jelly. I had just talked to the Greek God on the phone. He even sounds heavenly over the phone.
"Hello?" Good, Sammy. I have a few words for this guy.
"First of all, why didn't you tell me you had a brother?"
"What? I didn't think I had to tell you from the get go. Why, do you have a crush on him or something?" Sammy asked, but not in a way to make fun of me. More of a desperate plea.
"What? I mean, yes, maybe. He's cute. I don't know. Don't tell him. He'll think I'm weird." I can't believe I'm this close to him. Even over the phone I can feel his warmth. I could hear *Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin' by Journey in the background.
"Sounds like he's in love. He never brings out the Journey records unless he's in a particularly good mood." I could hear Sammy's smile from the other end of the phone. He must really love his brother. And then it hit me. So do I.
"Hey, I was with the Plaidsticks today and it was brought up that I liked your brother. Then Steve went on a rant how he was a player and ripped out his heart. What's that all about?" There was silence for a minute. What's with this family and long silences?
"Son of a bitch! He never played him! He let him down so nicely and AHHH!!! Stupid bitch!" I could hear Sammy trying to keep his temper down. And on que *Crazy Bitch by Buck Cherry started to play as if Dean was listening into the conversation. "I promised I wouldn't do this but I have no choice."
"No you can't, they have to figure it out for themselves," A woman's voice whispered from the other end of the line.
"Ezri, I have no choice. We're getting nowhere. The Plaidsticks are too involved in themselves that they're never going to give us any information. We have to do this," Sammy pleaded with Ezri.
There was a moment of silence before I heard a sigh of defeat. "Fine. Let's do it." What were they talking about? And what did it have to do with me?
"Okay. Are you free this weekend?" Sammy asked.
"Yeah. I think so." Something was going on and I wanted to figure out what it was. Even if that meant I didn't want to know.
"Good. I'm throwing a party. You're invited. Do whatever it takes to get the Plaidsticks there. Okay?" Sammy sounded more urgent than excited for this party.
"Okay. I'll do whatever it takes to get them there. Why is this so important anyway? What's going on?"
"Just get them here okay. Everything will make sense on Saturday. I gotta go." He hung up the phone leaving me extremely confused.
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Starstruck II: Saruman's Curse
FanfictionGet pumped for the best fic you'll ever read! Join Sam, Dean, Castiel, Captain Kirk, Steve, Harry Potter, Kevin Tran, and some surprise OCs in a magical adventure. The gang runs into the evil wizard, Saruman, and he curses them! They are all doomed...
