._.__.~Cas's POV~.__._.

I honestly didn't know what to expect at the homecoming dance. I'd just spend time with my friends and dance a little, but that was it. Or so I thought.

I walked in and found my friends, Hester and Anna. We were talking and having a good time, but there was only one thing I could focus on.

There was this girl.

Her name was Meg, and I'd managed to fall head over heels for her. Why her, I'd never know. I just looked at her one day and saw... an angel.

But at the beginning of sophomore year, I told her how I felt, because it was driving me crazy. Throughout the most part of the summer, I couldn't eat or sleep because these emotions were all bottled up.

She didn't respond well. But I didn't care. I expected nothing less. I rehearsed what I was going to say in the mirror in my bedroom about a dozen times over. I didn't even sleep the previous night because I was so stressed out. I would continuously picture her reaction to my revelation, and it always turned out the same way.

She said no. I asked if she would give us a chance, and she said no.

And that night, on the dance floor, I was scouring the entire gym trying to find her. I at least wanted to see how beautiful she was. And she most definitely was beautiful.

I kept watching her as she talked to her friends, hoping she wouldn't notice me. Not that she would, as invisible as I was.

Eventually, I sat down at a chair by the wall next to the door to the gym. I needed to relax myself. I couldn't help it if she gave me butterflies.

After a while of trying to keep myself centered, I decided to get back to dancing, while Pharrell Williams's "Happy" was playing.

I tried to just get lost in the music, hoping to get my mind off Meg. It didn't really work. I found myself trying to get a glimpse of her every now and then, but it was so dark it was difficult to discern much of anything.

At some point, a girl walked up to me and tapped me on the shoulder. I recognized her, her name was Jo Harvelle.

"Do you wanna come dance with us?" She had to yell over the music blaring out of the speakers.

"Uh... sure!" I shouted back, following her to her group of friends.

The group consisted of at least five people, some of whom I knew to an extent. There was Jo, another girl named Charlie Bradbury, and a guy named Kevin Tran. I didn't know any of them that well, though. The other two guys I didn't recognize at all. But it didn't surprise me, I didn't know my school as well as I should've.

We were all dancing and having a good time, and one by one, the other dancers began to disappear. Until it was just me and the two mystery guys.

One was about two inches taller than me, had green eyes, and dirty blonde hair. I assumed his eyes were green, but the lighting in the gym made it hard to tell. The other was about the same height and had wavy, hazel hair.

Soon, he left, and it was just me and green eyes.

"Looks like it's just you and me, huh?" He yelled above all the clamor.

I just nodded. "Yeah, looks like it!"

"I guess Gabe abandoned us!"

I nodded again. "Yeah!" I was never the best conversationalist.

We made meager small talk until Gabe returned. "I just kissed Hanna Angel!"

We all laughed, though I had no idea who this Hanna was. We continued to dance until a slow song came on; I didn't recognize it. I looked around. Everyone had a partner. Holding each other close, swaying to and fro in time with the music. I wanted that with Meg more than anything, but I knew it was a hopeless dream.

Gabe looked at me and smirked. "Care to dance?" He held out one hand.

I chuckled and obliged. I was fine with dancing with a guy; I might have loved Meg more than life itself, but I knew I was bi.

I rather awkwardly placed my hands on his shoulders as he had his hands at my waist. I'd never danced with anyone before, but the movements were surprisingly natural. Though I honestly didn't know what I was doing.

"I have no idea what I'm doing right now!" We both chuckled.

"Me neither!" He replied.

"But I am no stranger to winging it!"

We laughed again. This felt nice, I must admit, but there was something... missing. It just felt... incomplete.

Eventually, the song ended, and we returned to more upbeat songs like "Shake It Off".

I recognized the song from the radio and quickly got into it. Gabe had left again, and it was just me and green eyes once more.

We danced there for what seemed like forever. I felt like a complete idiot, but I didn't care. For one night and one night only, I was blessed with the freedom to be me. Me, myself, and I.

I was never the most popular kid. Hell, I wasn't even in the popularity category. Everyone deemed me as the high school freak. Nobody cared. Nobody. But that wouldn't get me down tonight.

I stopped thinking about Meg every now and again, but that's where my mind wandered back to just as quickly. Meg Masters. The most beautiful girl in the world.

I tried not to think about it, but have you ever tried not to think about something? It's exhausting. Not to mention impossible.

Gabe would return every now and then. He was a cool guy. Definitely funny. And at some point, we stumbled across a topic we were all on common ground with.

My favorite TV show; Supernatural. (I know it defies all AU logic in this case, but this is how it happened for real. Just... work with me here.)

"You watch Supernatural?" I asked green eyes, almost unable to believe it.

"Yeah!"

I looked at Gabe. "You too!" I asked.

"Yeah!"

"Oh my god!" I squealed with delight.

"Would you rather have Sam or Dean?" He asked.

"Uh... I dunno!" I chuckled.

"Well, I'm straight, so I should be thinking Jo is hot or something!" I didn't believe him. We just slow danced and he claims to be straight? Hell naw.

"Well I'm bi, so I can have all of them!" Green eyes laughed. Huh. He's bi too. I wanted to know his name, but I didn't ask.

Pretty soon, Gabe left yet again, and we were alone. Another slow song began to play. Although I didn't recognize it at first, I knew it sounded vaguely familiar.

"Slow song, then?" Green eyes spoke.

I nodded slowly. "I think so, yeah."

We looked at each other for a moment. He held out his arms, offering to dance. I laughed and started dancing with this mysterious green eyed boy.

My hands were at his shoulders, his hands at my waist. It was similar to when I was dancing with Gabe, but something about this felt different. A bit more... intimate. When I danced with Gabe, it was more upbeat like it was just for a good time. With this green eyed boy, it was like we were a couple of hopeless romantics just dancing the night away.

As we danced, I began to get lost in his emerald green eyes. For the first time in a long time, my mind was clear. Clear of all my troubles, all my worries. He swept me off my feet. And for the first time that night, Meg was the last thing on my mind. She didn't matter anymore. Because I was with this amazing green eyed boy.

I began to recognize the lyrics to the song that was playing. I just couldn't stop smiling. Neither could he. I started singing along to the song quietly.

"Every little thing that you do!

I'm so in love with you!

It just keeps getting better!

I wanna spend the rest of my life!

With you by my side!

Forever and ever!

Every little thing that you do,

Oh,

Every little thing that you do!

Baby I'm amazed by you."

And the song ended. I almost didn't realize it. We separated as Thrift Shop started playing. It surprised me that they played this one, but not nearly as much as when they played Gangnam Style.

Of course, I did the damn dance. No regrets.

We slow danced a few times that night, and at one point I actually spun him around just to shake things up. It made us both laugh. I didn't expect much to happen that night, but my expectations were greatly exceeded.

Even when the lights came on and everybody began to leave, we kept dancing to the ongoing music. We stood in the center of the dance floor, and kept dancing to whatever that song was. A few people, including Gabe, joined us.

And when it stopped, we finally resigned. We started laughing at nothing.

"This was definitely the best night of my life!" I exclaimed. "Way better than last year!"

"Yeah, I had a good time!"

On the floor, I noticed one of those white flowers that guys pin to their blazer. The gears in my brain started turning, and I bent down to pick it up.

"You know, it would be such a waste if nobody wore this." We both smiled.

"Well, who's gonna wear it then?" He asked.

"I dunno, I think it would look better on you. May I?"

We both chuckled, knowing that this was by far the strangest thing to ever happen to either of us. I struggled to pin the thing on his lapel, but when I did, I felt so achieved.

"Great! It's... barely on there! But it's on there!" I exclaimed.

He chuckled. "Yeah. Do you have a phone? I'd love to text you sometime."

"Yeah, let me go get it. It's in my wallet." (And, yes, the "wallet" was really my purse. I ain't giving Cas a purse.)

I went to get my wallet which I had left on the other side of the gym. Once I got it, I went back to where he and Gabe were.

He had his outdated little flip phone out. I couldn't help but smile; it was a freaking Sprint flip phone.

I gave him my number and he entered it in the phone.

"Okay, done," He snapped the phone shut. "Crap. I didn't save it. It just got erased because I closed it, didn't it?" He opened up his phone again. After about two seconds, he said, "Nope. Can you give me the number again?"

We all laughed at that. I repeated my number, and this time he saved it.

"You are such a genius!" Gabe joked.

"Shut up, you asshole!" He laughed back.

"You mean assbutt?" I corrected, making us all laugh even more.

"I'm gonna text you now to make sure it's the right number."

"Good, 'cause I find it difficult to remember it. I might've gotten a number or two wrong in there."

"Well, if it works, you'll get a 'hi'."

And sure enough, a few moments later, my phone went off. An unknown number texted me; "hi".

"It worked!"

We all stood there for a few moments a bit awkwardly. "So," The green eyed boy spoke. He held out his arms. "Hug?"

I chuckled before giving him one of my weird, awkward hugs. Gabe looked a bit left out so I smiled and said, "Come here, you." He smiled and joined in.

We separated and laughed again. I'd never laughed so much in my life. I looked to the green eyed boy. "I'm gonna need a name for your contact in my phone."

"Dean. It's Dean. And you?"

"Castiel."

"Alright, Castiel, it's been fun. I guess we should get going now."

And the thing is, I didn't want to get going. I wanted to live this night for the rest of my life. "Alright. I'll see you around."

And my life wasn't the same since then. Gabe got my number from Dean because he wanted to ask me something. He asked me how I thought of Dean. I knew how I felt, but I didn't want to go that far.

C: He's AWESOME! :D

G: Would there ever b a chance that u would date him?

This question boggled me. Dating? Maybe, but relationships weren't my thing.

C: Idk I don't really date ppl

G: Y not?

C: I dunno

G: Ok :(

C: What's with the :( ?

G: Because Dean likes u

I was stunned. No one's ever liked me before. Ever. I thought I liked him too, but then there was Meg, and it just made my brain hurt.

C:............really?

G: Yes

C: I don't know how my parents would react to this but the thought sends chills down my spine

G: Ok

I chuckled as I replied.

C: Ok
Maybe ok will be our always

He didn't understand that reference.

I then texted Dean later that day. I just had to know. Was it true?

C: Do you /like/ me?

I sent the text and awaited a reply. It took him a little while to text me back, but it was fine. I needed time to think stuff through. Did he really like me?

And finally, at like eleven thirty, I got a message from Dean.

D: Why do you ask? (I'm so sorry I didnt reply sooner, my phone was upstairs, and i, well, I wasnt)

I chuckled quietly. Not quite what I was expecting, but then again, what was I expecting?

C: Well Gabe kinda brought it up so...

D: Would you unfriend me if I said that I did?

I smiled. He liked me. He well and truly liked me. And it was at that moment I realized that I liked him, too.

C: No. In fact I'd feel like changing my relationship status

I bit my lip and waited for a reply. It took a minute or so, but he soon did.

D: um okay wow um idk what to say okay wow I do like you, a lot.

I laughed at his shyness. It was cute.

C: I like you too, a lot ;)

D: oh umm wow I wasn't expecting this like at all in the least

C: I make a habit of not expecting stuff to happen, and it just happens. Like this for example

D: um sorry I'm shocked nobody I've ever liked has liked me back

C: I know the feeling hehe okay wow yeah now the shock is starting to sink in hehe *awkward laughter because I don't know what else to do*

And I most definitely was shocked. We liked each other? How was that even possible? Nobody ever liked me. Never. Certainly not Meg, who whenever I see her, makes me feel a literal pain in my chest. And not just because I had an upper respiratory infection. Because my heart literally breaks when I remember what she said.

C: It's occurred to me that we haven't actually met up since homecoming. I feel as though we should change that...

D: I feel as though you are right

C: And I feel as though my parents should be informed of this. My mom would see this coming. She calls us "Destiel". Seriously tho (Yes, my mom came up with "Rorgan". Not even kidding. And, yes, Morgan ships Destiel, because I know that's a question you are wondering)

We kept texting until we were both too tired. We said our goodnights and went to sleep.

The next day, I woke up and texted Dean. It took me a little while to actually send the text because I was kinda anxious, but I managed.

C: Hey there
So does this mean we're like ya know in a I dunno possibly something like a......... a relationship?
IM ONLY ASKING BECAUSE I MEAN YOU KNOW I LIKE YOU YOU LIKE ME AND YOU KNOW WHY NOT AND IF NOT THEN YOU KNOW THATS FINE
:)

I mentally kicked myself for being such a shy lunatic. It was so not hot.

D: I'd say yup however um can we not post anything specific on social media? Not yet I mean before we do anything I need my diploma because the school I am attending would prevent me from receiving my diploma if they found out I was dating a guy

That was my breaking point. Who the hell do these people think they are? Not only is that offensive in about every conceivable way, but it's pretty illegal. Why should they control whether or not you graduate based on sexual preferences? They're not God, they should stop acting like it. America the brave still fears what we don't know.

C: Dats messed up

What else could I say?

D: Agreed. Ask Gabe, seriously, we both went through so much bullshit there

And I finally snapped.

C: LOVE IS LOVE WHAT IS THE POINT WHY CANT HOMOPHOBES JUST LET US BE WHO WE WANNA BE
FREEDOM OF GAYNESS YALL!

D: well I'm bi and my mom doesn't believe bi people exist as my dad and brother are a bit of homophobes but I don't give a shit, we both like each other and if they don't like it they can both go screw themselves

C: PREACH IT BABY! :3

D: omg I'm in a relationship, this is my first relationship, and if my brother complains, I can shut him up by telling him I got in a relationship before he did

This made me laugh a good bit.

C: HAHA OMG THATS BEAUTIFUL........ Babe ;)

D: he's 19 and has never had a relationship damn this is awesome

It wasn't long before we were arranging a date; we went to see Ouija. We were making jokes most of the time. Like when Debbie hanged herself with the Christmas lights, I whispered, "Whose bright idea was that?"

We were laughing quietly most of the time. They were terrible jokes, but it didn't matter.

Our relationship meant everything to me. I'd never been so happy. I'm not usually into sappy, cheesy stuff, but the first time I got lost in his eyes was the first time I started believing in miracles. Because it was a miracle that I could find someone who can make me forget my depression.

The song we first danced to, "Amazed" by Lonestar, that was our song. It will always be our song.

We shared our first kiss at the planetarium at JMU. Our second date. We were looking at the stars with a Starball, and the woman who was talking about the constellations and things said that the North Star wasn't actually the brightest star. And so I said, "I know the North Star isn't the brightest star, because the brightest star is sitting right here beside me."

And that's when we kissed for the very first time. And it certainly wasn't the last.

Dean Winchester. He was seventeen and was attending a different school from me and somehow ended up going to homecoming at my school. I like to call it fate. He moved here from Maryland a few years back and was depressed and nearly killed himself because he thought nobody cared about him, which caused him to cut himself for about five years of his life. His favorite TV shows were Supernatural, Doctor Who, and Sherlock. His favorite color was blue. His favorite animal was the snow leopard. He loved to read and write almost as much as me. He had a homophobic family consisting of a mom, a dad, and an older brother who is apparently an asshole. He's applying to different colleges, including Oberlin College in Ohio. This made me wish he could get accepted there so that we wouldn't be too far apart when I was forced to move. He hasn't been admitted yet, he's still waiting to hear from them. And he has a boyfriend. And that boyfriend's name is Castiel Novak.

(A/N: Hope you enjoyed that! It is all true! And, yes, that last paragraph was entirely based on Morgan. She's awesome :3 And "Gabe" is seriously like that, which is why I picked him. That just seemed overly perfect to me. And, no, we haven't gone to the planetarium yet. YET. I've got that little plan up my sleeve though. I just wanna kiss her :3

Okay bye.

Peace Off My Mini Marshminions!)