Phil POV
Everything was already off to a bad start. Already crucial words shout out at Dan and I. I couldn't help but feel sad and already no hope for the school year, but with Dan I knew we could do it.I loved the crisp cold air in the morning, it felt like fall as if it was coming soon, but it was only early September. A little chilly but not enough. Thinking about weather took my mind off everything. All the voices in the background are muffled and almost seems as if I could only see Dan and hear my own heartbeat. Like nothing else mattered. I am urging to hold his hand, but sure enough some one will come along and push us apart, physically. I was also not even aware of the steps to the front entrance of school. I felt my self stuttered then fall, a sharp stinging jolt of pain into my knee. "Oww!" I yelped. Dan was already trying to help me up. "I know it's a fuzzy morning" Dan said quietly while helping me up.
We walked up the stairs to the front of the school together closely, as if we were attached at the hip. The doors were already swung open, everyone was rushing in so fast. The crowd was blurry, all I could see was Dan. He was like the light in the darkness. We walked in and the smell of books and sweat filled our noses. "Ough" I waved my hand up and down by my nose. "Refreshing" Dan said sarcastically. We kept on walking till we got to the end of hall at the last corner. "Can you please walk me to my locker before we go?" I pleaded softly. "Of course" Dan said as kissed me. I smiled and blushed. I grabbed his warm hand and walked along following the locker numbers. Then I found my locker 1019, the funny thing was it was the date Phil and I met in media club. October 19th 2009. I smiled and opened my locker. I placed my bag in my locker and got out a folder and a pencil. After I shut my locker, I felt Dans warm hand on my shoulder. "Phil, if anyone tries to hurt you... You run okay Phil? You just run" He said strongly but worried.
He hugged me as I turned. "I promise, heh besides I barley have any muscle" I said hugging him. He let go but held one of my hands. "You head to class" he smiled then walked away before I could say bye. I proceeded to walk away and head to my first class, History.
Dan POV
I am worried about Phil, he would never deserve to be hurt in any way. He is like an angel to this world. I really love his kind soul, who ever would hurt that precious thing is the devil. I'm really worried because we don't have any classes together. I know I won't be there in time to help him. There is some really tough and rude people here. Lots of homophobes, after all it's a christian high school.As I was walking down the hall people proceeded to stare at me. I had an urging feeling to grab Phil but oddly as it felt, he wasn't there. In my storm of worrying I seemed to have skipped past my locker. I quickly ran to find my locker. I scanned through the numbers of lockers to find mine, then there it was. 1209. I quickly put in my combination and grabbed the light blue folder and 2 pencils at of my backpack. I soon then ran to my class. First version of hell up, Math. I swung the door open and whispered awkwardly, "Sorry sir that I am late". "Just sit anywhere" the teacher told me. I sat down at the way back even though there was many seats open all over the place. But soon I as sat down all the kids around me moved to the front or middle. My face dropped in sadness. All the thoughts running through my head, where's Phil?, I need Phil. But I knew I had to go 5 hours without him.

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Silent Roars (Phan)
RastgeleIn a quite populated town filled with all sorts of people. From geeks to freaks, but we can't forget the jerks who ruined our life. This is the story of two boys named Dan and Phil who have to face homophobia and hard situations. Let the story paddl...