Castiel
Cas was really glad he had found Charlie. She seemed to be a really nice person. Now that Dean kind of betrayed him, he really did have trust issues - but with Charlie it seemed to be different. She was so kind, openhearted and seemed to be a person he could call a best friend after a while. He took her to his house to watch some horror movies, so Cas would be distracted from all the stress in school.
"But i mean, are you sure he'd been the one who did it? He's in that "bully-group", yeah - but Dean seemed to be the only friendly one in that group. I really can't imagine he did that.", Charlie brought up that topic again.
"Charlie, he's the only one who can see my photos on facebook here in town. No one else sent me a friend request, nor did I sent one to anyone."
"Yeah that makes sense, but he wouldn't text me right now, if it wasn't important to him.", she looked at her smartphone where a text was popping up.
"What do you mean?", he took Charlie's phone to read the message.
D: "Hey Charlie. Sorry to bother you, but i'd really like Castiel to know that it wasn't me who created that shitty poster. Can you tell him that again? I don't want him to think bad about me"
"See? Maybe he really just wants to talk, I don't know. You should call him"
"I don't have his number"
"Then tex-"
"Charlie can we please just watch the movie and drop the school-topic?", Castiel seemed to be pissed, but still polite.
Charlie was concentrated on her phone for a minute, then brought her attention back to the movie. They were watching IT, from 1990.
Charlie wasn't very into horror movies, but she wanted Castiel to do something he really liked. He has always liked horror movies. One day his older brother Michael would watch the movie Chucky - you know, the one with the creepy doll - and Castiel would sneak into his room to watch it with him. At that time, he was only 7 years old. He liked that movie so much, he enjoyed every second of this odd scary feeling, it gave him literal chills. So now overtime Michael would watch a horror movie, Castiel would sneak into his room to watch it with him. If Michael knew that his little brother watched that crap, he'd tell it their dad, which would probably get very angry about that. So no one ever found out he'd been watching them for months - since Cas was really good at hiding.
He got totally lost in that movie, so he didn't hear the doorbell ringing. Anna was at work, so Charlie had to open the door. Castiel - still totally in trance - got interrupted by Charlie
"Hey Cas, here's someone that wants to see you"
He was confused and walked to the door only to see Dean standing there.
"Heya", he said. Cas gave Charlie a 'what the actual f' -look, right before she pushed him outside and closed the door. "Now talk to him!" she shouted from the inside.
"So, I talked to Chuck. You know the guy who made you trip in the cafeteria on your first day at school? He was logged into my facebook account and saw, that we were friends there."
"And why would he print such a dumb poster?", Castiel didn't understand.
"Posters, actually. There were more. But don't worry! - i threw them all away immediately. Walked around the whole school to make sure there aren't any posters left." Dean reassured him.
"I'd understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore. I just wanted to get things right and tell you, that it wasn't me." Dean said.
"Well then, goodbye. See you, Castiel" he turned around and wanted to leave.
"Dean, wait-"
Dean turned around to look at Castiels concerned face. "I'm sorry that i assumed it was you"
"Want to grab a milkshake tomorrow after school? My treat." Castiel said.
"Nonono...i mean - yes! But my treat."
Cas smiled. Dean seemed to be really nice. "Alright, so see ya Dean"
Dean went home, glad that Castiel believed him.
Dean
It was already dark outside as he reached home - and he was exhausted of this crazy day. He hopped onto his bed, grabbed his laptop and opened Facebook. One new message.
C: Party at my place Friday night, you in? Chuck.
D: Sure, but buy some better beer this time. the last one sucked balls dude
C: alright, seeya tomorrow
On his way to the bathroom Dean sighed at the thought that he had a long school day tomorrow, but couldn't sleep yet. The only thing he'd look forward to, was meeting Castiel after. A hot shower relaxed his al too tense muscles, which was heavenly since he had a rough football training today. (A/N *imagine the dean shower scene right now*) He was the quarterback, captain of the team. A lot of pressure, but it was worth it. He was kind of the most popular kid at school and out of all, football was the only thing where he really could vent.
*BlingBling*
He heard the sound of an incoming message as he entered his room with a towel wrapped around his waist, his slight abs showing. He went to his Laptop, to read the new message.
C: So, tomorrow is safe?Where'd you wanna go?
Castiel. Somehow Dean was happy that Cas messaged him.
D: Safe. And up to you, tell me where you'd like to go and we'll go there
C: I'm new in this town, show me a good place
D: Alright, i see you tomorrow then? I don't think we got any classes together tomorrow. So lets meet on the parking lot, at around 3 PM? Could be a little later since i got training
C: Parking lot, tomorrow at 3 - got it. See you there
Dean wouldn't sleep until 2 AM. He always had sleeping issues so it wasn't new to him.
***the next day, 3 PM***
"Winchester, kick it a lil' harder next time will ya? Even Rodricks is playing better than you today - and that means something, Quarterback!" the coach screamed across the field. Dean was exhausted and definitely not playing as good as he usually does. He slept only around 4 hours, but woke up a few times because the other kids in the housing group were arguing very loud.
After the training Dean was excited to get that milkshake with Castiel and get home after that to nap a couple hours. Right as he was about to leave the field, the coach called for him. "Winchester! You'll run 10 extra rounds, for not giving 110 % today."
"But coach, i gotta g-"
"You wanna keep the role as the quarterback, right?", the coach said pissed.
"Yes, coach Clifford."
"Then stop being such a pussy and start acting like a quarterback again!", he yelled as he walked off the to sit on the side and watch Dean.
Dean would definitely be late now - it's already 3 PM.
