Too worthless to fall in love (Phan)

Chapter 2

"Excuse me if I'm wrong but I don't think I've seen you here before?" He said
"Yeah I'm new today that's why I'm here right now. Looking for an art room but same as every other lesson I've got myself lost" I told him. He smiled and looked directly at my face the whole time he was speaking like he was actually listening to me. I think he's the first person to do this...
"What room? I had to go somewhere but I'm going to art now" he asked. I told him the room number and it turns out we were next door to each other. I followed him as he showed me the way then left me at the door.
"Bye"
"Bye"
Then I was snapped back into reality. I had to use the emergency exit from philtopia. The usual routine happened. Everyone went silent I introduced myself to the teacher, told her why I was late (leaving out the Dan part) the trying to find a seat as far away from people as possible. It turns out my art teacher didn't really care about our art much. She just told us we could draw what we want and she sat down at her lap top. I decided to draw a cartoon version of me for philtopia. I finished it and there was a big space around it. Like there was something missing. Something missing from my world. Dan. He was that lost piece like when you loose a jigsaw piece under the sofa and you're not quite sure where it is or what it is going to be to finish the final project but when you find it you feel so happy that you can finally complete something. Yeah that's how I felt right now. But I can't get to carried away, he might not even like me. Maybe he felt bad for me because he knew I was that kid that got bullied. Or maybe he was being nice because he felt bad for knocking me over. Maybe I was over thinking this whole thing. I looked for a rubber to run Dan out when this boy was stood behind me. Staring down on my work. It was the boy that didn't move his bag in English.
"Ooo is that your boyfriend" he said tormenting. His encouragement coming from his friends laughing at the table opposite.
"No it's not my boyfriend" I answered firmly.
"Well what is he then" he asked. Without thinking I made the mistake of saying, I don't know. Why did I say that. Ever heRd of the expression saved by the bell? Well that was me right now. The bell went, I swung my bag into my back and walked out as quick as possible and before I knew it, it was time to go home. I was relived. I live with my momma. Just a small house. We only moved in 2 weeks ago. My mom wouldn't get back from work until late. I went to my room and turned on my phone. I don't take it to school with me. I don't have any source of social media. I used to but I ended up deleting it. It all got to much. But I've decided I'm going to try once more. I downloaded Facebook and made a new account. Now what? I decided I would try and find Dan. But I don't know his last name. There's no just going to be 1 Dan in the world of Facebook. I decided to have a scroll through YouTube. You see with all the bullying and everything that happened in the past I've always turned to YouTube videos and you tubers. They brighten up my day I suppose you could say. I decided to go down stairs and get something to eat. I wasn't particularly hungry but my mom told me I'm not eating enough and I'm starting to get really skinny. I don't do it on purpose. I just suppose when my mom is always out I forget.

I heard my phone my a noise. I haven't heard that since, well, let's just say my old school. Let's call it my past because I'm trying hard to leave it in the past, as easy as it sounds I may want to but it turns out other people don't like to let go....

I looked at my phone and I had a friend request from A name I did not recognise, 'Joshua Thomas'. I looked at the picture, I kinda recognised him from somewhere so I accepted. Then I got a message-
"I'm that person from art. Are you going to tell me who it was in the picture or do you still not know". Oh. It's him. I didn't respond. I just turned my phone off and put it in a draw. I climbed into bed and tried to sleep. Tried being the main word of that sentence. Trying is much harder than doing. After what seemed like forever 'trying' I turned my phone on to see the time. Another message from Joshua...
"Come on then. Don't just ignore me" but since when did I take orders from. Little boy named josh. I locked my screen and put it in the side. My phone buzzed again. And that will be josh. I would delete him but since deleting Facebook I forgot how. I turned my phone off without even looking at the screen, put it in a draw and locked it so I wouldn't be tempted again.