"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Phil asks my as I straighten my tie, looking in the mirror and nodding.
"As sure as I can be. Those botched aren't driving me out yet." I reply in a determined tone. Phil smiles slightly at me, fixing my hair.
"Lets get you back to school then."
***
I step out of the car and down the path, already getting a few steange glances from people here and there. I hoist my bag up my shoulder more and ignore them, turning slightly to wave at my Dads.
As soon as I step into my first class, everything goes silent and all eyes turn to me. I try to ignore them the best I can and sit in a spare seat at the back of the room.
I've never been the best at maths. Always getting something wrong in an equation. But when you can feel everybody watching you, it's hard to not get things wrong.
My teacher continued to ask the class questions when someone caught my eye. The boy who helped me after the toilet incident!
What was his name again. Somethong-ry.
I spend the rest of the lesson trying to figure out a way to thank the boy when the bell finally rings to signal the start of our break.I quickly stand up, swinging my bag over my shoulder and I take a deep breath before walking over to the boy.
Before I say anything, I take in his figure. He's quite skinny and has jet black hair - the same colour as Phil's - which is quite long, covering his entire forehead and some of his cheeks. I nibble my lower lip before speaking up.
"H-hi. Um. I-I'm Katie? The girl you helped..." The boy turns to me, glancing over me and nodding. "Oh yeah. I remember. Lucy beat you up pretty good." He says and a slightly American tone which makes me smile.
I've never been to America. Since I got my laptop I've watched a lot of YouTubers from there and have become rather fond of their accent.
After a moment I realise he's still looking me up and down and I shuffle under his eyes slightly. He just smiles at me and brushes his hair out of his eyes.
"We should hang out some time. Forget about that bitch for a while. How about over some coffee?" Wait. Is he asking me out? This is the first time we've ever even spoken!
My cheeks go a light shade of pink and I nod slightly. "Y-yeah. Coffee sounds good. Is...Thursday good for you?" I look up at him through my eyelashes shyly. What the fuck is happening?
"Perfect." He replies with a grin. "I'll give you my number." He takes out a slip of paper and writes down and phone number on it before handing it to me.
"Text me." He winks with a small smirk playing at his lips as he turns and walks away from me.
Hey guys! Been a while, huh? Well I'm sure you're all happy this is back. I've started writing quite a few new books so look out for those and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
I know they're short. I've got a lot on my mind right now though.
I am starting a phan oneshot collection so if anyone has any requests for a oneshot I'll gladly try and write something for you. Just message me :-)
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