**Supernatural -- HIGH SCHOOL AU** (PRIVATE)

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    Missy blinked a few times, taking a while to understand. "You like Dean Winchester, the same kid who has tortured you and teased you and hurt you throughout these past school years?" she asked, sounding utterly confused. "But he's ... A jerk!"

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    Castiel looked down nervously, huffing and stepping backwards. "I know! I don't know!" He complained, looking sad and confused all over again. "Ugh--I gotta use the bathroom--" he muttered, turning away down the hall and praying he didn't slam into anyone to rude. Or Dean. Jesus Christ.[/fancypost]

    Dean rammed into him, not looking where he was going. "Hey!" he yelled, glaring at him. "What the hell ... Why do I always happen to friggin see you, huh?" he snapped, pushing him against a locker.


    Missy watched, suddenly aggravated as she threw her glasses case straight at Dean's head. "Stop it!"

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    Castiel grimaced and looked up at him with wide eyes. "Gah--I--I'm sorry--" He stuttered nervously, holding his hands up in surrender. "Please--I'm sorry--I-I wasn't looking--" he wheezed, shifting his gaze to Missy. "Hhhh-"




    Blondie frowned at his sister with pursed lips. "Aren't your glasses in there--" he questioned, looking confused as he shifted his gaze to his friend.[/fancypost]

    Missy narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, they are but -- whatever. Let him go you àss!"


    Dean tilted his head at Castiel. "Why the hell are you so stuttery all of a sudden," he asked, and then as if he could read his mind, his mouth opened, confused. "No ... " he mumbled, suddenly glaring at Missy, opening the case and smashing her glasses.

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    Castiel looked horrified for another moment as he watched Dean before he spoke up. "Hey! Those are my friends glasses!" He yelled angrily, grabbing at the glasses case in his hands. "Give them back to me! Stop it! It's glass anyway, it's just sharp, what's it matter, just give it to me!"[/fancypost]

    Dean glared at Castiel, squinting at him angrily, and he threw the remains on the ground with a defiant look. "What the hell you gonna do about it, lover boy?" he hissed, smacking him with the back of his hand.


    Missy grimaced, tackling Dean out of pure frustration and punching him once in the jaw before he threw her off of him into the glass shards.

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    Blondie finally interjected, grabbing his sister and pulling her up to her feet, wiping the little glass shards off her back. "Dean, watch it, that's my sister." He sneered. "Take on the fâg later. Come on, we're gonna be late for class." He added, grabbing Dean and pulling him up too, dragging him away down the hall.




    Castiel squeezed his eyes shut as tears trickled out of them, holding a hand over his cheek. "Oh no. H-he--he's gonna tell! How could my life even get worse!" He wailed into his hands, gritting his teeth. "I-I--" he stuttered nervously. "Oh god--oh god--"[/fancypost]

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    Missy grabbed him, shaking his roughly as she nodded a "thank you" at Blondie. "Cas! Calm down! He won't tell! I'll make sure, I promise!" she said, trying to get his attention and wiping away his tears.

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    Castiel shook his head, biting his lip and looking down. "The whole football team probably knows already! The whole school's gonna know by next period! Things like that spread like wildfire Missy, and you know it! There's nothing you can do about that! Just--let's get to class." He responded quietly, fixing his backpack and hurrying away down the hall to class.[/fancypost]

    Missy ran alongside him to catch up. "Cas, I promise. Let me take care of it," he whispered, grabbing her phone. "Everything'll be okay, I swear," she whispered with a nod. "No one's gonna know."

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    Castiel slowed his pace till he was still. He grabbed her hands and shook his head with a frown. "Don't. Please." He whispered quietly, giving her sad eyes. "Just--Don't. Please. What does it even matter, it's probably already out. Just-let's get to class." He whispered, dropping his hands away from hers and shaking his head again. "Let's go."[/fancypost]

    Missy narrowed her eyes, pulling away from him suddenly. "No, you go to class. I'm going to the media center really quick. I'll get a pass, it won't take long. I just ... Gotta upload a few files," she sneered, glancing at her phone again before shoving it back into her pocket. "Don't be late. Chop, chop," she said, ruffling his hair calmly and shooing him off before she turned the opposite way.

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    "I'm not stupid, Missy." Castiel sneered, following after her. "I know what you're doing, don't. You treat people the way you want to be treated. He'll just make it worse for me if you do anything anyway. Please, just don't." He begged, giving her a sad look and another shake of his head. "Please. Don't make it worse."[/fancypost]

    Missy walked back over to him, giving him a little hug and sighing deeply, closing her eyes. "Cas, do you trust me?" she asked, patting his back protectively. "Keep your faith. I swear -- I'll fix this without getting you into any trouble. How long have I been your friend?"

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    "I don't want you to get into trouble either. Come on," Castiel responded, honestly not wanting to get Missy into any of his problems. He pulled back out of the hug and grabbed her hand, pulling her away down the hall and towards class. "Please, of course I trust you, I just don't want you to get mixed up in anything. Come on." [/fancypost]

    "Caaaaas," she complained, shaking her head as she resisted slightly, but continued to walked with him. "Please, I can't see you like this. It's devastating. Give me 3 minutes, tops!"

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    Castiel shook his head again, pursing his lips and stopping in front of the class. "Don't, I don't want you to be a part of this. Come on, let's go." He responded, giving her a little shove into the classroom before following in right after her.[/fancypost]

    Missy sat down in desk, looking at him sadly. "And you shouldn't suffer because of this! You don't deserve it. You really don't," she whispered, snatching her phone out again and studying it carefully.

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    Castiel sat down behind her, squinting at her phone screen with his usual frown. "It was going to come out that I was gay sooner or later. The fact that I like Dean just makes it worse. Blackmail won't stop that kind of rumor, Missy. I bet half the school knows already. Please don't do anything, I don't want to make it worse."[/fancypost]