Just Desserts

Chapter 52

Sam

We dropped Gabe and Castiel off at their house and drove home in relative silence. "Are you okay, Sammy?" Dean asked, glancing at me from the corner of his eye.

"I'm fine," I muttered, stepping out of the car as soon as we stopped to avoid the conversation.

"You don't seem fine."

"It doesn't matter. There's nothing either of us could do about it," I whispered, barely audible to even myself.

"Tell me what's wrong, Sammy," he prodded as I stumbled into the bathroom to wash the pie out of my hair.

"Don't call me Sammy," I muttered, brushing my fingers through my hair. Dean didn't say anything, just leaned against the door frame, arms crossed. "I think I like Gabriel."

"Awesome." Dean smirked, pushing off the door frame to let me leave.

"Not. It's not."

"Why not?"

I shrugged, crawling under the blankets and leaned over to my desk lamp. "You heard what he said earlier," I mumbled, trying not to seem too hurt about it, even if I was. "We could never be together."

I flicked the light off and kept my back to Dean, signaling the end of the conversation.

Dean sighed and closed the door quietly behind him, shaking his head as he left.

I closed my eyes, trying to make myself sleep to keep the tears at bay.

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I stumbled into the band room, noisy as ever, and laughed when I startled a kid. "Sorry," I wheezed as I made my way towards the lockers in the back.

After tripping over students and dodging instruments, I made it to my locker and cursed whatever demon I managed to piss off. My locker was locked and I didn't have the combination, so I had to, once again, make my way through the throng of students to get to the teacher's office.

Of course, I couldn't manage to unlock my locker in time, so I was the only one still getting ready when class actually started.

I put my saxophone together and rushed o my seat just in time to tune, which I, surprisingly, didn't need to fix. Soon after, we started playing our music. We didn't get far into the piece before Balthazar stopped us to go section by section for measures 20-25.

I barely paid attention until he got to the trumpets. He had them play it one by one to get the rhythm down, because they were having a terribly rough time doing it together, and when he got to Gabe, I couldn't help but sit and listen in complete awe. The man was a master at the trumpet, his fingers flying through the fingerings, his notes soaring through the now silent room.

When he finished playing the measures, there were a few people applauding. Gabriel blushed bright red, which was a good color on him, and thanked them. Balthazar shook his head with a quiet chuckle and explained to the other trumpets that they should sound like that while playing, which caused Gabriel to blush even more.

Gabriel muttered a quiet thanks and looked my way, locking eyes with me. I quickly turned away fro him, looking elsewhere, only to spot Charlie elbowing a laughing Dean. I couldn't help but wonder what that was all about.

The rest of the class period flew by rather quickly and I made my way towards Gabe, but he was pulled to the side by Balthazar. I overheard him asking if Gabriel wanted to move up a band, but he politely declined.

My heart fluttered and I tried to remind myself that I wasn't the reason he was staying. He was probably staying to hang out with Charlie more, or with his brother.