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

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    "You're not, Cas. I swear. I'll slit some throats if I have to," she chirped in, glaring at the ground. "And I can pretend to be a lesbian, just for kicks."

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    Castiel lightened up a bit at the comment and he raised an eyebrow with a small smile on his lips. "But I ship you and Sam." He responded, tilting his head at her. "You're my otp. You guys are like, super cute together." He added in, smiling again. "That wouldn't even do anything anyway, it's okay, Missy. I promise." [/fancypost]

    "Hmmm -- then I'm bisexual now I guess," she said with a smirk. "Whatever it takes to take the attention off of you for a little while, buddy. I don't mind. It's totally worth it," she whispered, grinning and holding out her hand to him.

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    Castiel was quickly growing again with his usual depressed expression. "I'm not a child you know, Missy." He responded, pushing up the wall to his feet. "You don't have to do anything for me, and I don't want you to do anything for me." He countered, pulling on his sweater vest before heading past her. "You treat me like a child, like I cant do anything for myself."[/fancypost]

    Missy bit her lip, sighing as she continued to sit there, motionless and not bothering to follow him. "Okay ..." she whispered to herself, tucking her knees into her chest for a moment.

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    Castiel huffed in annoyance, clenching his fist and heading away back to class. He didn't really care about the now constant chattering as he sat back down at his desk. He honestly didn't want to do anything else today. Maybe he'll just sit outside all day and hope no one noticed him.




    -I guESS WE SHOULD TIME SKIP WOOOHOHOHO-[/fancypost]

    TIME SKIP -- FOOD IS LIFE


    Dean sat next to Blondie, not really eating anything at the moment, but smiling hysterically, most likely gossiping about the events of earlier that day.


    Missy mumbled something to herself, sitting down at a totally empty table -- that and the fact that she was half-blind right now, so she didn't want to take the chance of sitting on someone.

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    Blondie glanced over at Dean, giving him a raised eyebrow and a smile. He reached over and grabbed Dean's drink off of his tray. "Someone's happy today eh?" He snorted to start the conversation up between them.




    "Hey Missy." Sam announced to her as he set his tray down and took a seat next to her. He gave her a confused look and tilted his head. "Hey, where are your glasses?" He asked, smart enough to not bring up the audio that had been recorded.




    Castiel was sitting alone outside on the bleachers, his newly retrieved trench coat hanging on his shoulders as he ate the sandwich his mother had packed him for lunch today.[/fancypost]

    Dean hit his back teasingly. "Hey, food stealer," he growled, shoving him playfully before sighing. "You gotta admit, this while ordeal is absolutely hilarious."


    Missy squinted, already knowing who it was, but flustered by her lack of vision. "Oh -- they're um ... In the hallway. In a million fragments."

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    "You know you weren't gonna drink it anyway." Blondie snorted in response with a smirk, taking a sip of the stolen water bottle. He smirked again and gave a nod, setting the bottle back down before looking over at him. "Defiantly. I can't believe he likes you though, Jesus Christ." He laughed.




    Sam frowned at her, even though he knew she couldn't see him that well. "At least they supply backup pair plans now." He responded, shifting his gaze down to his own tray and taking a bite out of his piece of pizza. [/fancypost]

    Dean smirked. "Figures. I had a feeling that he did. Weirdo. No idea why. The faggôt decides to come out this late in the school year. Bummer. Could have had endless torturous times if he had admitted it earlier on," he said with a snicker. "I'm going outside. You coming with?"


    Missy smiled weakly, trying to suppress her anger and sadness. "Yeah ..." she whispered, gritting her teeth.

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    "Pfft, I know." Blondie snorted, rolling his eyes before he nodded. "Yeah, give me a second." He responded, taking another sip of water before grabbing his tray and standing up. "Give me another second." He added, dumping his tray lazily and walking back over. "Okay."




    Sam frowned again and put an arm nervously around her shoulder, pulling her close. "Hey, it's okay." He responded, sighing quietly and shifting his gaze back over to her.[/fancypost]

    Dean rolled his eyed at his friend, heading out the exit with a sigh and almost immediately spotting Castiel siting idly on the bleachers. He smirked at Blondie, gesturing to him. "There's lover boy."


    Missy smiled sadly, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Thanks but -- he was right. I shouldn't have gotten involved. I made it worse and ... And he kinda trusted me."

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    Blondie followed after the Winchester idly. He stopped besides his friend and squinted ahead to where he was pointing. Once he noticed Castiel, he mirrored his friends smirk with a raised eyebrow. "Is that why we're out here? Good guess to where he was, if that's what you were going for."




    Sam placed his chin on her head protectively, sighing lightly. "He'll forgive you in the end, Castiel seems like the kind of guy to forgive people no matter what." He responded, trying to make her feel better and lighten the mood slightly.[/fancypost]

    Dean shrugged with a sly, confident smile. "What can I say? He's a loser already, and especially now -- he'd wanna isolate himself," he mumbled, stepping towards Castiel with a snicker. "Hey there, fàggot."


    Missy closed her eyes, trying desperately to smile. "I know but --" she paused, narrowing her eyes sadly again. "I hope ..."

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    Castiel swallowed nervously and looked away from them once he spotted them, shifting his gaze down to his feet. He ignored the two and pulled his trench coat tight before rising to his feet again and attempting to make a swift get away from them.




    "If he's a real friend, he'll forgive you. Don't worry." Sam enthused, keeping her close and sighing again. "I personally, think you don't have anything to worry about with him. He seems like a nice guy." [/fancypost]

    Dean rudely grabbed his arms and pulled him to the ground, kicking him in the side. "What's wrong? Not happy to see me? That's hard to believe," he snorted.


    Missy sighed at the contact, nuzzling up to him. "Mm -- I hope you're right. I'll take your word for it."

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    Castiel grit his teeth and grimaced, squeezing his eyes shut. "What do you want from me?" He muttered, rubbing at his arms as he sat up and scooted backwards away from him. "You could have just said hello..." He grumbled to himself, shifting his gaze back up.




    Sam smiled slightly and closed his eyes with a sigh. "Good, I think I'm personally a trustworthy person." He responded, raising an eyebrow.[/fancypost]

    "Well I wanted to surprise the sweet love of my life," he said in a fake dramatic tone, putting a finger under Castiel's chin to prop his head up slightly, pretending to lean in for a kiss before he burst into laughter.


    Missy held onto him with a tiny snort, looking up at him. "Yeah, you kinda are. One of the few. You could be my psychiatrist," she teased.

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    Castiel's breathing was irregular with anger and sadness. He stared up at him sadly, swallowing back his tears before he scrambled back up to his feet. "Why do you even do this to me!?" He suddenly yelled at him, clenching his fist angrily. "What did I ever do to you?! Why do you hate me!? Why! I never did a dàmn thing to you! I never did a dàmn thing to anyone, yet everyone hates me! I don't know why anyone does this to me! I have feelings just like anyone! I don't want to be different! I want to be like everyone else!"




    "Aww, you know I wanna be a lawyer." Sam snorted in response, raising his eyebrows. "Are you gonna eat your food?" He asked, taking his loose hand to grab his pizza.[/fancypost]