"Let me do another one!", Mary yelled. They were still sitting on their table, enjoying the last few minutes of their lunch break. After Castiel didn't use the word hot once in the last 30 minutes, the girls kicked him out of the game. He picked up his book again and tried to ignore the giggling around him. "Okay, fine. What about–", her friend Molly looked around. Her eyes fell on Castiel, who was super concentrated on his book. Silently she pointed at him, so he wouldn't notice. Amy hold back her laughter, when she saw Mary's face. Her eyes were wide. "I'm not doing him!", she whispered aggressively.
That made Amy literally shriek. "I beg you pardon. I am sure you are NOT doing him, Mary." It took the blonde girl a second, then she opened her mouth. "That is not what I meant, Amelia. Jesus christ. I want another one."
"That's the game. You have to do him, Marylin!", Amy laughed. It was a miracle, Cas didn't look up. Mary rolled he eyes, but Molly just raised her eyebrows, which meant You cannot get out of that situation. Mary started playing with her blonde hair, making eye contact with Amy and Molly. "Fine..", she whispered, "Hot."
Her friends bursted into laughter, which now led to Castiel scanning them. While Molly and Amy were wiping their tears away, Mary turned red as a tomato and hid behind her arms. "I hate you–", she whispered. "What... is going on?", Cas asked in confusion. "Oh.. nothing, sweetie. Keep reading!", Amy giggled. The boy looked around the girls again, "Did.. did you just say sweetie?" Which made the girls laugh even more.
The cafeteria door opened and a guy, Castiel recognized as Dean Winchester entered. He hadn't seen him since Gabriel had told him that he had feelings for him. Cas hadn't even wasted any thought about that Winchester before that moment. Maybe I should talk with him? The black haired boy kept his look focused on Dean. Although, class starts soon. Isn't he in another building? Aren't all the sophomores in another building? What is the doing here?
While he watched Dean jog to the counter trying to decide which pie to buy, he didn't notice that Amy started watching him. He followed his look and noticed it was fixed on a certain guy. What she might figure out of that stare? I can promise you, there will be confrontation. Dean on the other hand, decided for a pie. He smiled like a 5 year old child as the cafeteria lady handed him the cherry pie. Without noticing Castiel grinned a little. He is so cute. No wonder Gabriel likes hi– Wait.
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( 10.29pm, definitely BEFORE midnight, so here we are with some gay. uhm, blunk, i am so tired, please take over, let cas write poems about his love problems THANKS )
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A Tale Of Multifandom By Blurdle
Fanfiction- it's your gurls blunk & turdle writing the ULTIMATE fanfiction to have ever faced this planet. ..what fandom is it about, you ask? boi, we don't even know.
