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When Charlie was called down to the office during first period, she knew exactly what the principle was going to say to her. She knew Mr. Milton was going to pull up her grades for that term and question how her computer class mark had gone from a D to an A without her having shown up to a single test for months. Charlie also knew to just keep her mouth shut, they had no real proof she’d done anything and as long as she was quiet it was going to stay that way. They probably assumed she had paid someone to change her mark anyways.
That plan worked so far as that she was not expelled but she did end up in detention at the end of the day.
“You spend more time in here than you do in class,” Ms. Sands tsks.
“I know you miss me when I’m gone,” Charlie teases and Ms. Sands wrinkles her nose.
“You should learn how to behave,” she steps over to the next desk and places a hand on the head of the boy sitting there “like little Cassie here. Such a good boy, you never hear a peep out of him.”
“If he was so good he wouldn’t be here,” Charlie mumbles under her breath.
“I’m going out for a smoke.” Ms. Sands ruffles around in her purse, though Charlie knows from previous experience that she probably isn’t going out for a cigarette. Where ever she goes she doesn’t come back until detention is over. The door clicks closed behind her and Charlie turns to the silent boy next to her.
“Your name isn’t actually Cassie right? It’s something else, we had a class together last year, I think I remember your name…”
He throws a quick sideways glance but doesn’t answer, just curls his shoulders inwards and turns the page of his novel.
“Cassie, Cassie, Caspien, Castien, Castiel!” She thumps her hand on the desk and grins. “It’s Castiel, right?”
He gives a tiny nod.
“You’re pretty quiet. Actually I don’t think I’ve ever heard you talk.” She taps her chin in thought and she has vague memories of someone saying he was a mute, or shy, or…something important like that. “Don’t suppose you’re going to tell me how you ended up here?”
Castiel shakes his head.
“Yeah, how I got here is a long story…you probably don’t want to hear about it…” The room falls into momentary silence before Charlie speaks again. “Well, okay, so it all started at the beginning of the term when my computer teacher called me ‘honey’ and I’m like “honey? Wow I could out program this guy in my sleep. So I stopped showing up and I had better things to do anyways, like working on my LARPing costume. It was kick ass by the way, attached each piece of chainmail by hand.”
Charlie babbles on like that, arms flaying wildly in the air with her enthused gestures. Describing the recent medieval fair and the Dungeons and Dragons tournament she just won. Finally, after almost two hours, she returns to the subject she began with. “So I realized that I had missed every test and figured that if I just went in and changed it I would get an A and still prove that I know about more about computers than that poor excuse for a human being at the same time.”
Castiel has finished his book and is staring at the clock, watching the seconds tick by while Charlie silently sits and waits for Castiel to awe at her talents.
“Actually, the story about how I learned to hack is pretty interesting, I can tell you if you’re-”
“Please, don’t.”
“What?” Charlie asks surprised at the sudden sound. Castiel looks at her and slowly shakes his head but doesn’t speak again.
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Fill: (team Castiel/lucifer)
Date: 2013-11-16 07:26 pm (UTC)***
When Charlie was called down to the office during first period, she knew exactly what the principle was going to say to her. She knew Mr. Milton was going to pull up her grades for that term and question how her computer class mark had gone from a D to an A without her having shown up to a single test for months. Charlie also knew to just keep her mouth shut, they had no real proof she’d done anything and as long as she was quiet it was going to stay that way. They probably assumed she had paid someone to change her mark anyways.
That plan worked so far as that she was not expelled but she did end up in detention at the end of the day.
“You spend more time in here than you do in class,” Ms. Sands tsks.
“I know you miss me when I’m gone,” Charlie teases and Ms. Sands wrinkles her nose.
“You should learn how to behave,” she steps over to the next desk and places a hand on the head of the boy sitting there “like little Cassie here. Such a good boy, you never hear a peep out of him.”
“If he was so good he wouldn’t be here,” Charlie mumbles under her breath.
“I’m going out for a smoke.” Ms. Sands ruffles around in her purse, though Charlie knows from previous experience that she probably isn’t going out for a cigarette. Where ever she goes she doesn’t come back until detention is over. The door clicks closed behind her and Charlie turns to the silent boy next to her.
“Your name isn’t actually Cassie right? It’s something else, we had a class together last year, I think I remember your name…”
He throws a quick sideways glance but doesn’t answer, just curls his shoulders inwards and turns the page of his novel.
“Cassie, Cassie, Caspien, Castien, Castiel!” She thumps her hand on the desk and grins. “It’s Castiel, right?”
He gives a tiny nod.
“You’re pretty quiet. Actually I don’t think I’ve ever heard you talk.” She taps her chin in thought and she has vague memories of someone saying he was a mute, or shy, or…something important like that. “Don’t suppose you’re going to tell me how you ended up here?”
Castiel shakes his head.
“Yeah, how I got here is a long story…you probably don’t want to hear about it…” The room falls into momentary silence before Charlie speaks again. “Well, okay, so it all started at the beginning of the term when my computer teacher called me ‘honey’ and I’m like “honey? Wow I could out program this guy in my sleep. So I stopped showing up and I had better things to do anyways, like working on my LARPing costume. It was kick ass by the way, attached each piece of chainmail by hand.”
Charlie babbles on like that, arms flaying wildly in the air with her enthused gestures. Describing the recent medieval fair and the Dungeons and Dragons tournament she just won. Finally, after almost two hours, she returns to the subject she began with. “So I realized that I had missed every test and figured that if I just went in and changed it I would get an A and still prove that I know about more about computers than that poor excuse for a human being at the same time.”
Castiel has finished his book and is staring at the clock, watching the seconds tick by while Charlie silently sits and waits for Castiel to awe at her talents.
“Actually, the story about how I learned to hack is pretty interesting, I can tell you if you’re-”
“Please, don’t.”
“What?” Charlie asks surprised at the sudden sound. Castiel looks at her and slowly shakes his head but doesn’t speak again.
Charlie decides to tell him anyways.