***Dan's POV***
It was my first day at a new school. Why did my dad have to move in the middle of the year?! I hate this school, I hate uniform, I hate everything! My mum says I'm too dramatic... Whatever.
"Daniel Howell?"
"Dan, please."
"Ok then, Dan. Welcome to the Top Prep school in England." The man smiled.
I tried not to roll my eyes.
"I am the headmaster. Professor. Graceffa. Here is everything you will need for your first day." He handed me multiple pamphlets and a rule book.
"Now, just some simple rules that you must know now. No public display of affection, no cheating, no cutting class, and no bullying. Oh, and I also notice your earrings. Yes those aren't aloud either."
I raised my eye brows. "Really? And why is that? Because I am a guy? I saw three girls with them already!"
"Just calm down. Yes, we allow earrings, but we DO NOT allow gagues." I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, I will take them out." I whispered under my breath, "later"
"okay." There was a knock at the door, "come in Alison."
Alison entered, she was a very pretty girl. Long blonde hair that curled at the ends, bright pink nails, a pretty smile, but a little too much makeup.
"Hi! My name is Alison! But I guess you already know that!" She was very bubbly. I need to know her more, even of she isn't my type.
I stood up to shake her hand, but she was having none of that. She pulled me in for a hug, she smelled like flowers and sweetness.
"Alison is going to show you around the school. Have fun you too! But not too much fun." He winked. That's kind of creepy.
"Dad!!!" Alison whined. Dad? Dad! Makes more sense now.
"Ok. Ready Daniel?" She asked smiling.
"Dan. And yes."
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The Boy From The North; a Phanfiction
Teen FictionDan Howell is a new student at the most prestigious preparatory school in England. Phil Lester is the bad boy, often referred to as The Boy From The North. No one knows much about him except that. Dan falls head over heels for Phil even though peopl...
