Phil's POV
Alright Phil. You've got gifts for Mum, Dad, Martyn, basicly everyone but Dan. What would Dan even want? A new T-shirt? A new leather shirt to wear ironicly? How about a package of 1000 stickers! I noticed a High School Musical movie box set and figured it would be perfect for Dan. I brought it up to the counter where the shop lady rang it up.
"You're lucky my co-worker just went on break. She loves you two." She said. "I'm assuming this is for Dan?"
"Yep. He only owns the first one. I figured he could use the rest of them." I giggled.
"Alright. 25 pounds." Shoot. I only had 15 left on me, and I left my card at home.
"I'll have to pass on that right now. Can I order online? I only have 15 on me right now." I said, mad at myself that I couldn't get it now.
"Oh. Alright." She handed me a business card with the store's website on it.
"Thanks!" I said waving, staring towards the door.
Now Phil. Didn't you start the day with 200 pounds? How on Earth do you only have 15 left? Mum's sweater was 35, Dad's anual joke tie and neon shirt was 75, Martyn's set of books was 25, the neclace for Mum was 45, the coffee you bought at Starbucks was 5, so it all adds up. I stepped onto the bus when it pulled up to the stop. Although it was winter, I decided to sit on the top of the bus. Pulled the zipper of my astronaut coat up to my chin, I sat on the cold plastic chair. I heard screaching up ahead , but couldn't see what was happening, due to my spot in the back of the bus. My greatest mistake was standing up and walking to the front to see what was going on.
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YO! This is my first Phanfic! WOOHOO! Comment if this is crap, or vote if you like it. the next chapter will be Dan's POV
-Abigail
