Dan's POV
I was sitting in English class at a computer reading an assigned article that the whole class was doing. It was on some girl that plays American football. Boring as fuck.
It was silent and I said not thinking. "I don't want to read shit on American football. Can I do something else?" I covered my mouth as everyone looked at me.
"Daniel come with me." My teacher Mr. Mardis said.
Shit.
"Why did you say that?" He asked.
"Um well I. just. Like I didn't think. I-it just came out without me. I'm so sorry. Please don't get me in trouble." I said.
"Daniel let me tell you something. When I was your age I had the same problem. I was just like you. I was all about having fun and yet I still studied. But I would procrastinate until the day before. I was sarcastic like you and just a little twat. Now your not in trouble but just try to work on it ok." He said patting my shoulder.
I was shocked. "Uh ok thanks." I said as he pushed me a little back to the classroom.
I sat back down in my seat and a kid named Logan leaned over to me and said. "Way to go Howell. How much trouble you in?"
"None. And don't call me Howell my name is Dan." I said coldly.
Well that shut him up.
Then he looked over at the book on top of the pile of stuff. I was reading the fault in our stars.
SPOILER IF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT YET!!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANT TO RUIN THE BOOK FOR YOU!!!!!
"You know the guy dies at the end right." He said.
"Did you literally just spoil that for me?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yeah everybody knows that." He scoffed.
I was furious. I kicked him in the shin which resulted in him kneeing the table causing more pain. I picked up my books and moved to a different seat.
Nobody looked or laughed but the teacher he laughed.
Mr. Mardis was my favorite teacher. He was only like early 20s so he understood kids like us.
Soon the day was over and I decided to take the bus instead of the 20 minute walk.
I took an empty seat and prayed no one sat with me.
Thank god nobody did. If someone did it would just be an awkward 15 minutes of me listening to music and making it more awkward than it needed to be.
I got my phone out and texted Phil.
DAN-D
PHIL-P
D- Hey baby I'm on my way home... You wanna come over?
P- my mum and dad are on holiday with their friends and I have to babysit there son, you can come if you want
