I thought I'd let Stella and Roland tell you about the book, The Non-Conformist Club, since they are the narrators and everything. --Drew
"Ok, so the Non-Conformist Club is about this fat, ugly, bitchy, goth chick..."
"Stella...don't talk about yourself like that."
"Shut up Roland, Drew told me to sell the fucking book, so that's what I'm doing."
"Suit yourself...."
"So it's about this fat, ugly, bitchy, goth chick named Stella who is in love with Dave the leader of a group of smart kids called the Non-Conformist Club...."
"I still can't believe you call it that."
"I said shut up. You were begging to get in when I met you. You didn't have any friends except the toilet bowl when your face was getting shoved in it."
"Fair enough."
"So Roland and I take turns telling this story, about how Dave takes Roland here under his wing and tries to make him less of a pussy while I'm trying to get Dave to fall in love with me."
"Heh, ya gonna tell 'em how tough guy? Or are you going to make them read the book? It's pretty embarrassing...."
"If I gotta tell you one more time to shut up you bitch, I'm going to put you in your grave."
"Alright, so the book's got everything, sex, violence, drugs, gambling, magic, cursing...."
"Lots of fucking cursing."
"Indeed, lots of cursing. But I think most teenagers would like it, don't you?"
"Yeah, and people who remember being a teenager too. It's a funny story, sad in a few places, but mostly funny. And realistic, at least these guys seem real to me."
"Well, that's because they are you. At least one of them is."
"Always gotta be the smart one, huh? Anyway, check out the book, it's free and I think you'll like it."
"Yeah, me too."
"Nobody cares what you think, Roland."
Lots of overdoing.
Castiel Novak was a 22 years old bass guitarist in a band called "Kings Of Purgatory" with his best friends Dean, Gabe and Benny. The band was gaining popularity and the guys were getting more and more famous everyday; but there was a problem.
Cas had been crushing on his fellow band mate for 4 years now.
It wasn't THAT bad at first. Yeah, Dean didn't probably didn't share his feelings but he was still there, right next to him, every day; which was more than enough for Cas. Until he, like the flick of a switch, wasn't.
Now Cas was overanalyzing, and overthinking; why was Dean being so distant to him all of a sudden?
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this is a destiel au (alternative universe) with lots of sabriel on the side. there are no monsters, no demons, no angels, and especially no wendigos *audible wink* in this fanfiction. there are no deaths, no self harm, no triggers I know of, mild swearing, and no smut (except it's hinted). if there is anything that bothers you with this fic, please message me. also if you spot any mistakes or triggers, again, message me. if you would like to leave constructive criticism, please do because that will be very... constructive.
I don't know where the original photo from the cover is from, but if it's your edit then tell me and I will credit you or take it down (it's up to you). this story takes place in a fictional town called "Courtney" in California. HUGE thanks to @fcktheimagery who listened to me blab about this story for hours and helped me come up with awesome stuff, and proved to me that Bela isn't blond. I don't think I could've been as proud of this as I am if it wasn't for her. (go follow her)
[original title was overanalyze, overpack, overreact - destiel; but it was too long. now the title only remains like that on the cover]