A Good Kind Of Different

Chapter 10

"You mean... Cut class?"

He sounded nervous. Obviously he'd never done that before. Although, I definitely have.

"Com'on, Cas. Just this once."

"What if someone finds out? Where are we going? What if we get suspended? Someone's gonna see us, Dean."

I just let him ramble to himself. Finally he warmed up to the idea.

"Okay, fine. But lets not make a habit out of this."

He was skeptical, still. I smiled.

"Alright, alright. Gheez, Cas. Live a little."

It was a nice cool day. The sky was grey, with lights and darks here and there. I stopped my car and looked up at it. I went out and sat on the hood.

"What is this place?"

"I don't really know. My dad used to take me here when I was little. I haven't been here in years. But... This could be our little place. If ya' like."

He smiled. I just wanted to have a special place for us. Because I really liked that. 'Us.'

"Alright. Our little place...."

He paused. Then spoke again.

"So what does this... make us? A couple?"

"I should say so."

I hope so. I liked the idea of it. Making Cas mine. He nodded.

"But lets keep it a secret, Cas. Just between us. That's all that counts, anyway. Com'on. We're going swimming."

I slid off the hood and walked towards the lake.

"O-okay."

He followed me. I took my shirt off, and I just knew he was staring. Turned around and smirked.

"You coming?"

Then I took my shoes off.

"Y-yeah."

He kept his trousers on. Oh well. He walked up the bank. I walked up behind him ever so slowly and pushed him in. He came back up and shook his head. He laughed and I laughed too. He pulled me in on top of him. I liked that. I hugged him around his waist and propped him up on my knee. Foreheads together, lips millimeters apart... We kissed. He made the first move, this time. It was wonderful. I wanted to do that a lot. My hands were on his waist, they glided to his back. We eventually broke it. Stared... More like gazed at each other. We didn't have to say a word. We knew what we were meaning to say, already. The wind blowed gently against our wet skin, his hair flowed in it, even though it was wet.

"I guess we should get to know one another better, huh?"

He broke the silence. I gave a small closed-mouth laugh.

"So... what's your favourite course?"

"I'd say science." I laughed. He seemed to be fond of it, too.

"How old are you? Cause I'm eighteen."

"Nineteen this march. Okay, next question. What's something you have never done but would like to do before you die?"

"Huh... I've never really thought about that... But you're definitely in the list."

I smirked again. He went pink. Still a cute colour on him. Heh.

"Uh... W-what kind if car is that?"

I looked back at my impala.

"A '67 Chevy Impala. Ain't she a beauty?"

"Most definitely."

He changed the subject.

"So... I've never been to one of your football games... But I'm sure it's fun. You're the... Uh... Nickel, no... Quarterback."

I had to laugh at that. "Nickelback is a crappy band. But yeah, I'm a quarterback."

"Whoops... Sorry... But I'll learn. I'm going to your games from now on, okay?"

I smiled. That was sweet. I would definitely play better with him there. Or I would be completely distracted because all I would do is look at him, he's all I really wanted to see.

"Okay."

It started to drizzle. We started back to the car, grabbed our clothes and dressed again before we got even more wet and went to the car. I smiled once we were safe and dry in the backseat. I leaned towards him and held him against me, he did the same to me. It was so perfect... I kissed him again and he did the same to me. Deeper, this time, and more passionate than before. I kept pressing him farther down till he was lying down beneath me. I tried to stay serious. Damn... This was so hot. I wanted him NOW. But I broke it, placed my forehead on his then went to the drivers seat. We needed to head back, it was already dark. He sat there upset, and turned on. Oops. I was turned on, too. I knew what I was doing. I smirked to myself and drove back.