What did you expect

By

Ava Brett

Disclaimer

None of the characters mentioned in the below work of fiction belong to me in any shape or form. I am merely using them for my own entertainment purposes…

Author Note

So it's been a while and if you've read my little author note thing on my personal page then you'll already know the reasons behind the lack of action with this story.

I'd like to make very clear that I haven't abandoned the story in any shape or form nor am I bored with it. I always try and finish what I start; it just happens that this was not one of the stories which had all my attention at this one moment in time.

However I do now have two weeks off of work and I'm hoping to not only get through season eight of supernatural by the end of it but I'm also hoping to be able to update my other stories as well. I do know where this story ends, the only thing I don't know is how long its gonna be, I like letting the story flow naturally, when it's time to end it then I'll know… it's not yet thought so don't worry about that if you're a fan.

Anyway please enjoy

Overall Summary

Castiel was never thrown by anything. He was popular, he was intelligent, he was good looking and he had a hot girlfriend his life was perfect right up to the point that Dean Winchester entered his home room, now he's all he can think about. Castiel is desperate to solve the mystery of Dean but he might just find that some truths are meant to be left undisturbed.

Chapter Summary

"I'm done here and heading off, are you three staying here or-"

Overall Romance

Established couples - Castiel Novak / Francesca Lawrence (OFC), Chuck Shurley/Becky Rosen

Possible couples - Anna Milton / Dean Winchester

Eventual couples - Castiel Novak / Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester / Jessica Moore (in the cute puppy love fashion since Sam is only 12…)

Chapter Romance

Castiel Novak / Francesca Lawrence (OFC), Chuck Shurley/Becky Rosen

Chapter Eight

Defusing the situation

It was strange how easily you defused the situation, it would have been so easy for you Dean to simply sit back and allow the row that was brewing to explode but instead you handled it so coolly as though it didn't bother you in the slightest. I wondered if it did though, I mean you clearly liked Adam by then and there was something there with Anna and Meg and yet nothing with me. Why were you so willing to give them the time of day but not me?

Adam shook his head and sighed, raising his eyes to the ceiling as he silently prayed for the strength to get through the rest of his lunch break without ending up in detention, something which had failed to happen the last time the two groups had come face to face in a similar situation.

Adam still didn't understand how he was the one who had ended up in detention when it had been Anna who had tipped her bowl of custard over Francesca Lawrence's head. Adam had been a mere bystander, sure he had been laughing but he would have happily called anyone who had said they didn't laugh when it happened a liar. It had been just too freaking funny not to laugh at.

He lowered his eyes from the cracked ceiling, focusing all of his attention on his ham and cheese sandwiches as though they had the ability to transport him away from that table to somewhere well out of the blast radius of what was about to happen. He doubted it would be pleasant. The whole school and their mum knew that the minute that Becky Rosen and Anna Milton ended up within ten metres of each other then a argument of some description would break out.

In fairness to Anna though Becky did provoke her constantly with little jabs designed to make the red head lose her temper, personally Adam thought that Becky should count her self lucky that Anna was able to keep a hold of enough self control to stop her self from hitting the blond girl square in the nose. A small smile came to Adam's face as he imagined how Becky would try and style a broken nose.

"Well, well, well now this will be entertaining." Meg remarked quietly, twisting in her seat to watch the approach with a smile on her face which made Adam groan out loud, he briefly resting his head in the palm of his hands, lowering them just as she glance towards him and grinned. "Don't you agree Adam?" she asked "This school needs all the entertainment it can get otherwise it just gets boring being here and no one wants to be bored after all, where's the fun in that?"

Adam met her eyes for a moment and sighed, pulling a face when she looked away from him.

God they were so going to end up in detention he just knew it.

There had been a slight chance however small that if it had just been Anna they might have gotten away with it but that was never going to happen with Meg around. Adam loved her, he truly did but he knew that Meg had a weakness for stirring, especially when it came to this sort of thing. He could see it in her eyes, that wicked gleam that always appeared when she was planning on dousing an already violate scene with gasoline, striking a match and sitting back in her chair, arms often crossed over her chest as she watched it explode in front of her.

"Look who it is" Becky remarked, her gaze fixed on Anna. "Anna Milton, I was hoping you would have stayed in whatever hole it was you've been hiding in for the past few hours, you certainly could do with freshening up, you know Anna smelling of dirt and cigarettes is never a good combination for anyone especially when they look like you do."

Adam closed his eyes when Anna's face whitened, a sure sign that she was pissed off.

"Here we go" Adam muttered to himself, picking up his sandwich and taking a bite of it. His eyes narrowed slightly when Anna opened her mouth to speak, though what she was going to say was lost when Dean leaned across casually and placed a hand on Anna's forearm. Anna turned to hism instantly, her dark eyes widening as they met Dean's green eyes before her gaze dropped down to his hand. Adam saw Dean's fingers tighten briefly before he took his hand away leaving Anna looking surprisingly calm.

Dean turned his attention back to his food, ignoring the gazes fixed on him and the silence which followed his actions.

"Dean" Jo remarked breezily, breaking the silence as though nothing was amiss. Adam doubted it was for her, she had always come across as the only semi decent one out of the whole group, at least Jo had the ability to be polite at times though knowing Ellen Harvelle it wasn't that much of a surprise. Still it was surprising for Jo to take the lead when it was normally Becky or Chuck who would speak for the group as a whole.

Adam's gaze wandered casually around them as he lowered his sandwich to the table surface and took a sip of his drink. The usual popular crowd were all there, Becky with her arm through Chuck's arm, Jo obviously, Gordon Walker, Madison and of course the golden couple themselves Castiel and Francesca though Adam couldn't help but notice the slight gap between them, a gap which normally wasn't there considering they seemed glued to each others sides whenever they were together. It was almost amusing to Adam to see all of them so off balanced by what Dean had done.

Dean looked up, fixing his gaze on Jo for a moment before a slight smile came to his face and he spoke, an undercurrent of warmth in his voice which Adam had only heard once or twice so far, he assumed the presence of that tone in the younger boy's voice meant that Dean actually liked Jo.

"Hey Jo" he said, his eyes flickering to the other people with her before they returned to the blond girl. "What can I do for you?" he queried pleasantly.

"I just wanted to let you know that I've sorted out the room for tomorrow lunch time like you asked. We've got one of the art rooms in the East Wing building, Either Adam or Anna" her dark eyes flickered over to meet Adam's with a look of curiosity in them before they returned to Dean. "Should have no problem finding the place, it be easier if we just meet there rather then outside the lunch hall since it will give us more time to just crack on with the stupid thing."

Dean nodded his head, tilting it slightly to the left as he considered what she said.

"A classroom is a good choice for it" he remarked absently, reaching down and picking off a chip from his plate, his gaze never wavering from her. Adam was impressed despite him self that Jo was able to keep eye contact with Dean for so long. "How long to we have the room for? The whole of the lunch break?" he asked, popping the chip into his mouth and chewing it as he waited for a response.

"The whole lunch time, they aren't really in demand" she answered. "What lesson do you have next by the way?" she suddenly asked changing the subject.

Adam glanced at Dean who met his gaze for a moment before he reached into the pocket of his coat and pulled out his schedule glancing at it.

"Double Maths with Professor Crowley" he remarked.

"Professor Crowley?" Adam repeated in surprise before he could stop him self. "He only takes advance students" Dean shrugged his shoulder.

"That's what the piece of paper says" he said before he stuffed his schedule back into his pocket, both Adam and Dean glanced up at the same time when Castiel suddenly spoke.

"I'm in Professor Crowley's class" he remarked, his gaze fixed on Dean's face. "Adam is not, I can take you to it if you need someone?" Dean raised an eyebrow glancing at Adam before he shrugged

"If you like" he replied casually.

"I'm in it as well Dean" Anna piped up "So I'll go with you as well."

"Yeah sounds good" he remarked, pushing his plate away from him. Adam watched Jo eyeing the chair next to Dean and make a move towards it, stopping with a glare when Meg suddenly stretched out, yawning noisily as she lifted her feet up and placed the on the chair next to Dean with a large noticeable thud. She crossed her ankles and leaned back in her chair, tilting her head back against it so she could catch Jo's peeved off expression.

"Man I'm just suddenly so tired" she remarked not bothering to hide the smirk on her face. "I guess you'll have to find somewhere else to sit down Harvelle. There's no room for you at this table."

"I don't exactly know why you would assume that Jo would want to sit anywhere near any of you." Francesca suddenly said, her grey eyes narrowing as they settled over the seated group. Adam rolled his eyes at her comment, raising an eyebrow when she took a step forward, holding out a slim hand to Dean who glanced down at it for a moment before he took it, lightly shaking it with a blank look on his face before he dropped it. "We haven't been introduced yet but I'm Francesca Lawrence and you must be the Dean Winchester I've been hearing about all morning." She said "I'm head of the cheerleading squad and also Castiel's girlfriend so I'm sure our paths will cross in the future."

"Perhaps" Dean answered flatly "but doubtful."

"Oh well never say never, I personally think you're selling yourself short Dean, you look highly interesting to me, we've got some positions opening up on the football team, you should try out, you look just the type for a defender." Dean's eyes shot up, meeting hers with a strange look before he shook his head and stood up, throwing his napkin on his half finished chips. Adam blinked as Dean picked up his bag and shouldered it before he picked up his tray with his free hand.

"I'll pass on the football thing but thanks for the offer Francesca" he remarked before he turned to Jo. "Thanks for sorting the room out Jo, as you say the sooner we do it, the sooner we can get the project over and done with." He said ignoring the surprised, pleased expression which came to Jo's face at his remark as he turned to Adam. "I'm done here and heading off, are you three staying here or-" his voice trailed off as he waited for them to answer.

Adam looked down at his half eaten sandwich before he shrugged, wrapping it back up in the foil it had come in and stuffing it in his bag to eat later on.

"I'm done" he announced "So I'll come with you now" Dean nodded, looking pleased by his response as Adam pushed him self to his feet, rubbing his hands together to get rid of any residual crumbs. He wasn't surprised when both Anna and Meg stood up as well even though they clearly hadn't finished eating either.

"Dean" Castiel remarked "I'll meet you at your locker in twenty minutes just before the bell for class goes, what is the number?"

"Two three two" Dean answered. "I'll see you there I guess" Castiel nodded.

"Yeah you will"

Adam raised an eyebrow catching the expression which came to Francesca's face at the exchange. Now this was going to be a problem.

Author Note

Thanks for taking the time to read.