You Don't Remember Me? (Destiel highschool AU)

Shakespeare's Hard Ok

"Well, we could add this quote in somewhere."

"Which one?"

"This one." Cas says pointing to it instead of just saying it.

"Why do you keep pointing at the quotes instead of saying them?" It just seems easier.

"I find it quite hard to read Shakespeare, it's quite hard to understand and read, but I try my best." He says with a smile.

I am king of fake smiles and I know that Cas just gave me a fake smile. Why is he uncomfortable, or he might be lying to me about something.

"Come on, it's not that hard. I thought you were like top set everything."

"Yeah, well, I'm not. I try not to be bottom set but it takes a lot of time and effort." He says quietly.

"Wait, I thought you were really smart, like really smart."

"It's not that I don't understand anything. I get it all. It's just the reading and writing I have a problem with. As soon as it all goes on paper it's like it's hieroglyphics. That's why Shakespeare is super hard for me." Cas says it ashamed almost.

"Do you have a problem with reading and writing. I mean come on, if you understand it, it can't be that hard to write it down."

"Yeah well, it's probably because I'm dyslectic." Cas says looking up at me with a bitchy but slightly hurt face.

I'd know that face anywhere. Sam always used to do it to dad. He hated it, it made him so mad. I feel so bad being on the receiving end of this look. I put my head in my hands.

"Shit. I didn't know, sorry for being dick." I look up at him again." Please don't hate me."

"No, it's fine." He says looking down and shaking his head. "Just don't tell anyone, please."

"No, no. Of course not, don't worry." He looks up and softly smiles at me. He's so damn pretty, it's not fair.

My eyes drift over to the clock. Shit, it's like 6:30.

"Do you need to go home?"

"Ummm, yeah, I do."

"I can drive you if you want."

"You have a car?"

"Yeah, I don't always bring it into school, though. I like to walk sometimes, me and my brother would walk to school sometimes." Cas smiles at me sympathetically.

This is the only time that anyone has sympathetically smiled at me and I haven't been annoyed. I hate him, he's getting into my head and he needs to get the fuck out. Cas gets up and picks up all of his stuff. I get up and wait by the door.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah." He says shrugging on his trench coat.

I always loved that thing. He looks so cute in it. We get in the car and it's silent until Cas speaks.

"Dean?"

"Cas?"

"Why do people say you're crazy?" I shrug

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I push myself away from people, so I have no friends." Why am I so open with Cas. For some reason, I feel like he's not going to tell anyone any of this stuff.

"Cas, do any of your friends know you're dyslectic?"

"No, I can't tell my friends stuff. I am new like I've only been in school for about 5 months but I feel like I will always be the new kid, I'll never be as close to any of them as they already are to each other. I feel like an outsider in their friendship group. No matter how many times Hannah says it, I still feel left out."