Chapter 8: Dates and a coincidence

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(Dan's Pov:)


School had finallllly ended, and I was freeee!! I hurriedly speed walked out of the doors and into the playground where I see the buses waiting in a line and spot Chris and Peej holding hands while Chis' cheeks burn bright red as Pj whispers something into his ear.

I internally squeal and skip over giddily towards them without them noticing and jump into the middle of their love sandwich.


"HEY GUYS!!" I almost scream and Chris shrieks, jumping a few feet back while Pj laughs and wraps his arms around him.


"Daaaaan you suuuuck!" Chris whines and pushes me a lil and I giggle.


"Hello to you too Dan, nice entrance," Pj smirks.


I bow slightly "Why athaaank yoou Pj" looking up at them, I raise an eyebrow.


"And what was it that you were whispering about without meeeh? HMM?!"


They both grin and Chris blushes again "Well I'm taking Chris out on a date tonight!" Pj he says excitedly.


Chris pouts cutely "Daaan, make him tell me where we are going, he refuses to tell me!!"


I chuckle and shake my head "Nooope, it's a surprise Chris!"


"I don't like surprises!"


Pj leans down and kisses Chris' cheek quickly "Well I promise you'll love this surprise."


Chris makes a face but then sighs and leans into him "Fiiiiiine, but you're buying the food."


Pj smirks "Deal."


I jump up and down excitedly and tackle cuddle Chris "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE GOING ON YOUR FIRST DATE CHRIS, LIKE OHMYGLOB!!"


"They grow so fast don't they?" Pj says and Chris slaps his arm.


I squeeze Chris' cheeks "Indeed they do, now take care of him and make sure you have tons of fun!"


"We will!" They both say in unison making all of us giggle.


I hug them goodbye, seeing them walk onto one of the buses and start to head home. Well while they're on their date I'' going to speak to Phil. I thought which made me smile goofily. I probably looked so weird, but oh whale.

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I got to the door and unlocked it, stepping inside the house and smelling the familiar scent of cinnamon and orchids...the smell of home.


I sprinted up the stairs with the last found energy I had, swinging my door open and kicking it behind me and dropped my bag to the floor and diving onto my comfy bed i.e. where I spend most my life doing productive things like uh...sleeping, reading, gaming oh and interneting of course, the most important things in my life.

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