Play the D, Cas (A Destiel Fanfiction)

     17 year-old Castiel Novak sat in his room, staring at the old guitar his dad had given him before he left him and his siblings. I don't even play guitar, why the hell did he give it to me?, he thought to himself, he should have given it to Balthazar. He started to think about his dad and why he left. It started a horrible headache.

     "Maybe you should learn." a feminine voice said from Castiel's doorway.  He knew who it was without even looking at her.

     "I don't know, Anna. It doesn't sound that interesting, learning, I mean." Castiel turned to Anna.

     "I was just suggesting it. I know a guy who can teach you." Anna walked in and picked up the guitar.

     "Well, how hard could it be?", he took the instrument from his sister and put it in the playing position, "I mean, all I have to do is learn how to strum which strings at the right time, right?" Castiel smirked and looked up to the red head, who was smiling. "What?"

     "Nothing, just...nothing." Anna walked back to the doorway. "I'll call the guy tomorrow." She smiled and left Castiel's room. He chuckled and laid down on his bed and yawned. It was 9:37. I guess I call it a night. He leaned up and got out of bed, stripped his clothes off, just leaving on his boxers, and laid back down in his bed. Soon, he drifted off to sleep.

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     "Castiel! Castiel, wake up!" Anna yelled in his ear as she shook him.

     "W-What? What is it?" Castiel jolted up. He looked around the room till he saw the red headed girl. He noticed she was giggling. Castiel rubbed his face with his hands. "Jesus, what do you want, Anna?"

     "You're gonna be late for your lessons. Hurry up and get dressed." She threw a plad shirt and some jeans at her brother.

     "Anna, what the hell are you talking about?" Castiel said as he looked at her, confused.

     "Don't tell me you forgot. Your guitar lessons, Castiel. I called the guy last night and said you could come in at twelve-thirty or so."

     Castiel looked up at Anna with even more confusion. He sighed. "Okay, but it's not even close to twelve thir-" He looked at his clock. It was 12:16. "Crap."

     Castiel pushed Anna out of his room, shut the door, and threw off all his clothes, and put on the new ones his sister picked out. He threw on a pair of red converse, grabbed his guitar, his backpack, his car keys, and sprinted down the stairs. He was out of the door before Anna could tell him good luck.

     Castiel got in his car, then realized something. He didn't even know where to go. He ran back inside to ask Anna where to go. Once he was sure he knew, he went back to his car, started the car and drove off to his first guitar lesson.