(A/N sorry if you find the title offensive or whatever, I just thought it'd be a funny chapter title.)
PJ, Chris, my dads, and I have some bants for about 15 minutes. We head out to the shops. My dads are holding hands, so are Chris and PJ, I'm alone.
"So Chloe, how's school been lately? Got anyone special aye?", Chris asks with a little "pazazz". "Chloe's been getting bullied lately, we're trying to get the school to change her classes.", Bear answers for me. "REALLY?! WHO IS BULLYING YOU?! I SWEAR I WILL EF THAT LITTLE SHIITAKE MUSHROOM UP!", PJ nearly screams. "Keep your voice down! We're in public!", I whisper shout to PJ. "His name is James.", I start to explain. "Tell them what he's said to you, honey.", Papa tells me. "He's called me fat, gay, faggot, idiot, slut, whore, hoe, ugly, stupid, dipshizz (I don't swear), homosexual, lesbian, bisexual, any other sexuality than straight I guess.", I explain with laughing. "Why are you laughing?! That's horrible!", Chris shouts as I laugh more. "I laugh because he's saying that because he's trying to hide that he likes me, I know it doesn't seem like it, but he does and I know. He's talked about me saying I'm cute, sweet, funny, nice, cool, and many other things. We have this thing where we're mean to eachother in front of people so they think we hate eachother.", I explain where I'm to the point of giggling with my tongue sticking out a bit at the side. "Chloe, you never told us you guys were friends?", Papa says and Bear looks at me confused. "Yep, we're friends and I guess he wanted to meet you guys?", I say with a giggly smile. "I mean yeah, we'd love to meet him but we'd have to talk to him about the things he says to you. I don't think it's right for him to be bashing you with sexuality types. It's not like you are any of those, right?", Bear asks a little worried. "Uh well I don't fully know right now, I mean i guess I'd classify as bisexual or something like that, I don't know yet. Don't pressure me." "Oh no honey we're not pressuring you, we just wanted to be sure everything is all right!", Papa says with a smile and they all smile with him.
We get bubble tea and go to a couple stores. We eat at a little diner and I have a grilled cheese with turkey and bacon. I ask Papa to order ranch for me, I struggle with ordering food or asking for things I want. It's now 3:28 pm. We go to see a horror movie and I am terrified to see it but I still wanted to. I sit next to Bear on the end of our group. A boy my age, I didn't look at him much, sits next to me. The previews pass and I make remarks to my dads about the previews' characters. I start to get really nervous when the movie begins. The movie is about a family that moves into a house (so cliche), experiences supernatural beings that kill their dog and write a warning message in the blood, so on and so forth. When this one jumpscare comes it's where a girl gets her throat slit while trying to grab the door handle. I grab the boy's arm. Well that was awkward.
(Whisper) "oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I didn't mean t-", I was cut off by a familiar voice. James. "You don't have to apologize- oh it's you?", he says with a sly grin. "Idiot.", I say jokingly. "Slut.", he says jokingly as well. We both laugh. Bear looks to me and him confused. "Who is this Chloe?", he asks a bit worried yet intrigued. "This is James, the boy I was telling you about earlier.", I say with a slight smile. "Oh so you talked about me?", he says with a smirk. "Oh shut up idiot you know I was gonna ask if you could meet my dads.", I say after rolling my eyes. "We can talk after the movie, okay?", Bear says annoyed. "Okayyye", I say in a funny voice.
We watch the rest of the movie and I use my jacket to hide from the scary parts. We walk outside into the lobby after the movie and meet up with James and his family.

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Dan and Phil's Daughter
FanfictionI'm Dan and Phil's daughter. This is how our life goes! I'm new at this whole writing thing, give me a break.