Chapter 8-Phil's POV

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Isn't it funny how coffee always tastes better when you're drinking it with someone else? Especially someone you like. My very ordinary caramel frappucino tastes about ten times better, just because I'm sitting across from Dan.

I'm thinking about this strange discovery when he starts absolutely choking and oHMIGOD is he okay what is happening do I hit him on the back or the chest or something or should I call the waiter or the paramedics or- oh. He appears to be better now. "Hey Dan, are you okay?" I ask, still mildly alarmed, but trying not to let it show in my voice.

"Yeah," he manages. "Yeah, sure."
His breathing turns more regular as he grumbles "I'm fine, peachy, actually.

"Wow." I say rolling my eyes slightly. "Something really went down the wrong pipe, huh?"

Oddly enough, he blushes and mutters "I got distracted."

"By what?" I joke. "My pretty face?" I bat my eyes at him.

He turns even redder and takes a sip of his drink, mumbling something unintelligible around the straw.

"So, um, what are the people in our class like?" I ask, groping wildly for any subject change to make our 'conversation' less awkward.

"Oh. Well, Chris and PJ are great, they're two of my best friends. Um. Let's see," he says pausing to think and sip his coffee. "Most of the girls here are pretty nice. The guys are too, but less openly, and I'd stay away from the jocks if I were you."

"Noted," I shudder, thinking about my encounter with two of 'em in the locker room.

"The art kids are all great, and most of them are really nice, especially when you get to know them. "

He pauses for a moment and looks at me, as if he were sizing me up for something. After a moment, he adds "The theatre kids are probably my favourite. They're all really nice, even if they don't seem like it. They're the ones who run the GSA."

He bites his lip almost imperceptibly and continues. "Well, I say GSA, but it's much more inclusive. We've got a bi kid or two, at least one trans member, and I think we've got a non binary kid too. The only straight people are the girlfriends or boyfriends of a few of our members."

"Wow." I say. I'm relieved that this school is so much...better than my old one. I wasn't even out there, but here I might have a chance!

"That's really cool." I continue. "I wish my old school had one."

"Yeah, and the best part is, you can remain anonymous if you want! Well to everyone except the other members, of course."

"That's great! God, I wish my old school had that..."

Dan looks up at me, then averts his eyes with a small smile. Shit. Did I say that last bit out loud? Did I just indirectly and accidentally come out to Dan Howell, who I met about 12 hours ago??

I begin to turn red, I can feel it, and I know if I began to talk I would start to stutter, too.

Luckily, Dan finishes his drink and offers to take our empty cups to the trash. I take the moment alone to compose myself. Breath in, breathe out. Repeat. Okay. I can do this.

"Walk you to the bus stop?" Dan asks, coming back to the small table.

"Um. Sure." I say. "Just one problem. I'm not really sure where I'm going!"

About ten minutes later, when we've walked to bus stop, and I've called my mom so she could tell me our street name, the bus pulls up.

Dan and I board the bus and I'm reminded of racing to catch our school bus. "My god, was that just this morning?" I ask, almost disbelievingly. "It feels like forever ago."

"Right?" Dan agrees. "And we just awkwardly sat next to eachother the whole time!" He laughs. "Who would've thought we'd end up going for coffee?"

"Well I'm glad we did." I say, and we sit in silence for a moment before the bus pulls onto my street.

"Yeah, me too" he finally agrees. "See you tomorrow?"

I wave goodbye and walk down the little metal bus steps. "I certainly hope so," I think.

Boopdeboopdeboop.
I have no idea why I just typed that. It's 4am here. I'm listening to the vitamin string quartet. They're hella cool. I've been awake for over 18 hours what is life

Anywoo
Good news guys.
I think I actually know where I want this story to go.
Like I always knew
But now I know how I want like almost everything to play out

Also I watched white chicks for the first time tonight and idek what to think of it. If ya wanna check my tumblr I think I blogged a little bit about it.

Goodnight my darlings.

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