Dan's POV
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I arrive at the school thirty minutes late, as I usually do. It's not that I don't care about school, its just that... No, actually, that's the reason. I don't care about school. Despite me getting bad grades, I'm not an idiot. Just because I don't like answering pointless questions doesn't mean I amount to nothing.
I walk into the building and walk to my first hour class, dreading the moment I have to walk into the classroom and have all eyes on me.
I stand in front of the classroom door, release a shaky breath, and slowly twist the door handle.
"Mr. Howell. Late again?" Sighs my teacher.
"Y-yes. S-sorry miss. I was just, umm," I stutter.
"Oh, it doesn't matter," she waves off. "Just sit down."
I look at the desks and see that all of them are filled except for three. I chose the one that is closest to the window and sit down.
I get out some paper and a pencil and begin to take notes. Halfway through class I begin daydreaming about anything and everything. Sometimes it's hard for me to pay attention because I get distracted by my thoughts.
I look over at another student, and realize she is looking towards the door. Actually everyone is looking towards the door. There is a new student standing in the doorway. When did he get there?
"Class," says my teacher, drawing our attention to her. "This our new student, Phillip Lester. Would you like to tell the class a little bit about yourself?" She asks him.
"Not really," he says honestly.
"Well then, just have a seat."
Phil, I realized, is fairly tall, with pale skin and black hair. He looks around the room for a chair, and his eyes land on the chair right next to mine. Oh no. Why couldn't he sit in the other empty chair three desks over? I don't do well around people, especially ones I've never met before.
He sits down in his chair and then looks over at me. I look around, and everybody else's eyes were back on the teacher. Why is he looking at me? I hope he doesn't talk to me. I don't like people...
"Hi," Phil finally says. "What's your name?"
"I'm awkward," I blurt out.
What the fuck, Dan?
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The Piano
FanfictionDan Howell has always had a hard time at school. He gets bullied, he gets bad grades, and just doesn't fit in anywhere. Playing the piano is his only way to escape, that is until a new student comes along.
