Tinted Rain

II.

This chapter was written by ProdigyFangirl in the POV of Dean Winchester

I wake up to the smell of pancakes, and that’s how I know today is going to be a good day. I throw on  a black shirt, jeans,and the amulet an 8 year old Sammy got me when I was 12. On my way down the stairs I am greeted by Sammy setting the table.

“Pancakes?” I ask excitedly.

“Well good morning to you too,” Sammy says while putting on bitchface 14 sub-category morning.

“I would call you a bitch, but seeing that my favorite brother made pancakes I won’t complain.” I really feel the sass today.

“I’m your only brother,” Sammy retorts.

“And my favorite one,” I reply with a wink. After some more sibling banter I grab the keys to my baby and my brown leather jacket and drop off Sammy at school. I park my baby and see him talking to that redhead and two other dudes. Castiel Novak, the so called smartest boy in school, the one with eyes bluer than blue, and hair that reminds you of bed hair, but I know him for who he really is, a junkie. I follow him sometimes- totally NOT a stalker- and see him light up. Maybe it is because of the stress of school, who even cares? Well actually I do for some reason.

I see him all the time, in the hallways, in class, sometimes even while I’m driving around in my baby I’ll see him walking or talking to that pretty redhead. I wonder if that’s his girlfriend because I only ever see him talking to her. Of course it’s his girlfriend, he is obviously straight, and why am I wondering if he isn’t straight, oh who cares there he is walking to his usual spot. I swear it’s as if my eyes automatically search for him.

As I was walking to him I hear the bell ring, oh well, I shrugged my shoulders, guess I’m not going to class today. Maybe Castiel will skip with me, I always see him skip Chemistry and that dude still gets perfect marks. Maybe he will tell me his secret when he skips with me, correction, if not when. What would I even tell him though, we never had a conversation before. Then I see him light up a cigarette, and for some strange reason I feel a bit angry.

“Hey, dude. You don’t look like the legal age.”

That is what I tell him and that is the start of the conversation that will change my life forever, for the better or worse, I don’t know. I end up skipping school with him like I planned and when it starts raining we end up at a coffee shop. I don’t know how anyone drinks that stuff, it’s like liquid crap, but that is what Sammy calls energy drinks, so I guess it’s different to everyone. Cas ends up buying me a decaf even after I rant about how I hate coffee, oh well, I will drink it for him.

We end up leaning against the wall in the shop, quietly sipping our coffee, and I could sit there all day looking at his profile, the way his blue eyes light up when he tastes the drink. But I guess I make him uncomfortable and he breaks the silence, and as soon as the conversation starts he ends it and goes running off with a bullshit excuse about some test that we both know he doesn’t care about. I panicked, I don’t want him to leave me so soon and forget about me, so I end up giving him my number. That was a dumb move, I should’ve gotten his number because he probably won’t text me. So I do what every non-stalkerish person would do, I follow him. Imagine my surprise when 5 minutes later he texts me, and then says he wants to see me again.

 

“Hey angel,” I call out. SHIT SHIT WHY DID I CALL HIM THAT?! OK ACT COOL HE IS TURNING AROUND.

“What the hell?!” he shouts and playfully slaps my shoulder.

“Thanks for the compliment, by the way. I hear that a lot about my eyes.” I think he actually blushes a bit, but it’s probably from embarrassment.