*Phils POV (instert rawr)*
Christmas was over. I was sad about that. For two reasons. I cant do online school anymore. And people. But I must say Christmas here was great!! Well for me and Dan. He got me some lion stuff and Doctor Who plus manga. And I got him Attack on Titan stuff plus Game of Thrones. And maybe some Muse stuff. "Shit! Phil come here please!" I was pulled out of my day dreams. And walked over to Dan.
He had a box and was smiling like an idiot. "Sit and close your eyes." I obeyed. God i hope its not 50 Shades of Gray. I felt him pull my right arm up. Then he put something around my wrist. "Ok open." I opend my eyes and looked at Dan who was looking at me and turning red. I gazed down at my wrist. There was a braclet with ingraved in saying D+P. Love you. I smiled and began to tear up. "Dan... this is perfect!" I said almost in tears. I jumped into his arms. "Well its for my perfect half." He said quietly. I smiled at him and crashed my lips onto his. There was so much love in this kiss. I pulled away, feeling tears run down my cheek. There was a knock at the door and Louis walked in. She knew about us and didnt care really.
"Phil we need to get you signed up for High School. So lets go. Dan you can come." Louis said smiling at me. I nodded. "Guess we cant lounge around today." Dan said pouting. I just smiled and kissed his cheek. I got up to get ready pulling on black skinny jeans and my bear t-shirt and a space jumper on. Dan walked out of the room and I followed behind him.
We had a short ride to the school in a cab. I reasted my head on Dans shoulder. We got to the school and walked to the front office. "Hi how may I help you today?" I feel like my world revolves around that question. "Hi we would like to sign this young man to your school." Louis said looking at me. "Right and what is your name sir?" The lady at the front desk asked. "Phillip." I said looking down. Why am i so shy. "Gread?" "Er. 11th." She nodded and typed. "What school are you from." "Online." "Right I will get your greads and work then give you a ring. Ma'm can we have your number." Louis nodded and gave her the number.
We walked out and headed back to the center. I looked at Dan and he seemed so out of it. He reasted his head on my shoulder. Thinking. Staring. What was he thinking.
*Dans POV*
I love Phil but I cant have him at the school. He would be bullied. Teased. And worse humiliated. Maybe eveything that happend to me. Phil stared at me. He knew I was thinking. I wish he could stay with online school. Hell i would do it to. Just to be with him more.
What if we dont have classes together. No... Can i stop please. I walked up to the room. Breathing hard. You woud think after walking the stairs all the time i would be used to it. But Im not. I laid on the bed. Phil wanderd in, shutting the door. "Love whats up. You seem so out of it?" He said. I know he was right. "Phil im worried about you going to the high school that i go to. There are so many things that would happen to you. I love you. I just dont want you to get husrt." I said looking down at my bed. "Dan dont worry. Ill be strong and if anything happens ill text you or call you. I love you too. And I dont want you to be hurt." He said kissing the top of my head.
*2Weeks later*
Phil and I rushed to get ready for school. I dreaded this already. We walked out of the old buliding and to the bus stop. "You ready Phil?" I asked putting an arm around his waist. "Nope but lets go anyway." He laughed nervously. The city bus arived and we hoppped on. Paying we went to the back of the bus.
We got to the school and i looked at Phil. I wished I didnt have to let go of him. "Come on Ill take you to the office." He had a your of the school. But i just wanted to stay with him. The bell rang and i looked at Phil. "Go to class." He said as we walked to the office. "Ok well see ya later." I said waving. I didnt want to leave him but i had to. I walked to language. The worst class.
*Phils POV*
Dan left and i felt so lonly. "Hello i am here to get my times table." The lady smiled at me. "Name." "Phillip Lester." The last name i hate but i still had till death. She nodded and looked through the files. She got my times table out and handed it to me. "Thank you." I walked out. The second bell rang. Well of to my first real class.
Language. Great. I walked around for a good 5 minutes and found the class. I knocked on the door. The teacher walked to the door and opend it. "Yes?" She asked. "I am new to your class." She nodded, "right you.must me Phillip." "Yes ma'am." She.nodded "follow me." She walked into the class. I looked at the students and the first person i noticed. Savannah. I clenched my teeth together. Then noticed some brown hair that i knew. Dan was here. All the way in the back. "Right kids. This is Phil he will be in this class." I was looking at Dan. When the teacher said my name. Dans head shot up. He looked at me and smiled. I waved. "Right Phil go sit in the back with Dan. Dan wave." He waved and i walked back. Savannah stuck out her leg but.luckly i kicked it back causing her to yelp in pain. Everyone turned to her. She went bright red. And sat down next to Dan. "Fancy meeting you here." He whisperd. "Ms. M is a bitch. She is an Indian bitch!" He laughed and i rolled my eyes. Dan grabbed my times table. He smiled like an idiot. "You have 5 classes with me and lunch!" I smiled back. Maybe this wont be so bad aftet all.
A/N
Heyyyyy
Im back again
Miss me
You bettet i just put two parts out in one day.
Ms.M is actully based of a sub teacher that i have ay school. The best thing is. How i described her in this book is how she is in life. Lol
I hope you liked this part better than the last one.
Yeag sorry bout that.
Love you
Ps. Cant say lush you atm because if you know where thats from well you would.know why.
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