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

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    Missy narrowed her eyes sadly, averting her face, totally upset as she put her head on her desk, tapping her fingers angrily. She pursed her lips out of guilt, closing her eyes and holding her breath.

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    Castiel stared over her head the whiteboard before he dug through his backpack and emptied what he needed and threw it onto the desk. He guessed this was going to be a long class too. [/fancypost]

    Missy grunted and, while the teacher was writing on the board, went onto her Facebook with a bored sigh, editing her little profile description with a hum, making it obvious that she had her phone out.

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    "Missy, put the phone away." The teacher spoke up, looking away from the board and back at the kids in the class. "First warning, you know better."




    Castiel glared at the phone rolling his eyes and tapping his pencil on the dean, his gaze cold and depressed as he shifted his gaze back to the writing on the board. "You're not cool, Missy." He hissed under his breath with a sneer.[/fancypost]

    "Sorry, Cas, what did you say?" she asked out loud, pressing the timer on her phone and exporting a few files first before she put her phone away.

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    Castiel squinted in confusion, making a face before he glared at her. He shifted his gaze back down and stayed silent, pursing his lips and tapping his pencil against the desk yet again, sighing deeply and rolling his eyes. [/fancypost]

    "Why in the hell are you glaring at me, you prick?" she hissed in a whisper, tapping the eased of her pencil on her desk, the tiny commotion causing a few neighboring people to stare in amusement. "I should be the one mad at you. You know what you did."

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    Castiel looked at her in confusion, staring for a moment before he shifted his gaze back down to his notebook. He squinted at the notebook, pursing his lips and scribbling onto the front of it with another angered sigh.[/fancypost]

    "Nope!" she grumbled, throwing a little eraser at him. "You're not ignoring me this time," she whispered. "You took her away from me, and you act like I shouldn't be mad about it. She was the love of my life, and you somehow convinced her to dump me to get with you," she mumbled in a whisper. "Did you stop there? No, of course not, you dîck. Ya cheated on her too, with that other chick -- whatever her name was, don't remember -- but it doesn't matter. All guys are stupid players, and you're the same." Missy glanced around at the reactions, a few totally lost, the majority just blank with shock, and that one kid who was only focusing on the lesbian detail and giggling in the back.

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    Castiel flinched slightly when the eraser hit him and he looked up. "Um--You're not with a girl...You're with Deans brother, Sam Winchester..." He finally responded, looking at her in confusion. "I've never had a relationship..." He added, looking around the room for a moment. "Um...I never cheated on anyone--I--why are you mad? I didn't get with Sam! I like Dea-" he stopped himself when he realized what he had said and that Missy was broadcasting the whole thing. Oh shït. [/fancypost]

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    Missy's eyes widened, glaring at him in what seemed like helpless pity. She clucked her tongue, raising an eyebrow at him, not bothering to say anything else as the kids snickered at them both -- even worse, on a livestream. She bit her lip nervously.

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    Castiel looked ahead at her with wide eyes before he jumped to his feet. "I have to use the bathroom, it's an emergency." He announced to the teacher before he was already out of the room and in the nearest bathroom.




    Crowley, who had been sitting and listening in the back, suddenly burst out laughing. "Fàgstiel's gay for Dean Winchester! Jesus Christ!" He sneered loudly, laughing hysterically and not even caring about the fact that the teacher was just standing there.




    After listening to the horrendous audio that he guessed was already spreading like a wildfire, Blondie quickly texted his sister. Missy what the fück oh my god. he sent before sending another. [i]Fàgstiel is trending, if that's what you were aiming for. Oh yeah, also, Dean wants to thank you for that. He said it was good bait to hate on Cas. I'm sorry that's so funny Jesus Christ.[i][/fancypost]

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    Missy grit her teeth so hard to the point where is sounded like nails on a chalkboard, her head slowly turning towards Crowley, like a horror game. "You wanna go?" she said, sounding fakely nice, smashing her phone into her desk. She did not want this. At all. This was opposite what was supposed to happen. She was supposed to face the social suicide, not Cas.

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    "Uh--No--" Crowley muttered, scowling angrily and shifting his gaze away from her. "I'm just saying the truth and you know it." He added under his breath and rolling his eyes, leaning back in his chair again. "Whatever."[/fancypost]

    "Stay down, boy," she hissed, smirking at him and getting out of her seat before bolting out of the classroom to search for Castiel. If he was in the bathroom, then hell -- she was going in the fûcking boys bathroom.

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    Castiel scowled up at her from his little hidey-hole between the bathrooms and the water fountain. "Go away." He sighed, shifting his gaze back down to the floor. "I'm going to stay here for the rest of class." He grumbled, frowning.[/fancypost]

    Missy frowned, sitting down on the floor close to him. "Okay then -- I guess I'm staying here for the rest of the hour too," she mumbled defiantly, glancing over at him with a guilty expression.

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    Castiel sighed again and rolled his eyes with a nod. "Fine. Whatever." He muttered quietly under his breath. "I can't believe I did that. I cant believe it. Oh god. I am such an idiot, oh god." He groaned into his hands, squeezing his eyes shut tightly and letting out a shaky sob. [/fancypost]

    Missy's eyes saddened and she embraced him tightly, worried that he was going go have a mild aneurysm. "Shhhh ... No it's fine. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be fine. Shhh ..."

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    "It's only second period." Castiel muttered, pulling his hands away from his face and rubbing at his eyes angrily for a moment. He shifted his gaze over to Missy with sad eyes and sighed, pursing his lips and shaking his head again. "I'm such a freaking loser. Ugh my god." [/fancypost]