Film Addicts//PhanAU

no.1

[Phil's POV]
   'Phil!' My mum calls me from downstairs. I take off my headphones and click pause on supermassive black hole. I stomp my way downstairs.

   'What?' I ask, annoyed that she has interrupted my Muse-listening session.

   'Don't snap at me.' she says, bustling around with a bunch of plates. 'You got a couple of letters.'

   I grab my letters moodily. Mobile bill, letter from Grandma...

   Oh. My. God.

   A letter from the NYC Arts College.

   I rip open the envelope. I have been waiting for this letter for freaking MONTHS! I have been wanting to study film there for ages.

   Dear Philip Lester,
We were delighted to hear about your request to join the New York City Arts College. Although we only have 260 places this year, we have had 1,146 applications this year. We are delighted to tell you that you have been accepted! Find enclosed a list of equipment that you will need.
   Sincerely,
Delia Lestell
CEO of NYC Arts College

   I scream and run downstairs.

   'MUM! MUM!' I screech. 'I GOT IN! I'M GOING TO NYC ARTS COLLEGE!'

'That's amazing Phil!!' She grins at me and gives me a huge hug. I smile into it.

'Oh! I gotta go tell Amelia!'

phil🐉; ameliaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!
ameliabae👅: whattttt i was listening to green day🙄😘
phil🐉; I GOT INNNNN
ameliabae👅; WAT
ameliabae👅; OMG MY LETTERS HERE TOOOOOO
phil🐉; so, so??!?
ameliabae👅; IM IN BBY
phil🐉; YASSSSSSS
ameliabae👅; WERE GOING TO NYC TOGETHERRRRR
ameliabae👅; gotta go tell le mum I'll be over in 20
phil🐉; k see you

   Yessssss. I run upstairs to look over the letter, I put my headphones back on and click play.

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[Dans POV]

   'Mom!' I call, closing the front door. 'I got it dyed blue again!'

My mom runs through the door and looks at my newly dyed hair happily.

   'Wow!' She says. 'I definitely like it more than the purple.'

   I smile at her and go to pour some orange juice into a glass.

   'Dan?' Mom calls from the lounge. 'Can you run outside and grab the mail?'

   'Sure thing.' I walk out again to grab the mail and I give it to her. She sorts through it and, just as I start to leave, she says:

   'Dan, you got a letter.'

   'Thanks.' I run up the stairs and put on my headphones to start playing Muse's new album. I open the letter, still checking out my hair in the mirror, to see the NYC Arts College seal at the top of a very formal looking typed letter.

   Dear Daniel Howell,
We were delighted to hear about your request to join the New York City Arts College. Although we only have 260 places this year, we have had 1,146 applications this year. We are delighted to tell you that you have been accepted! Find enclosed a list of equipment that you will need.
   Sincerely,
Delia Lestell
CEO of NYC Arts College

   I run downstairs with the letter and shove it at my mom, jumping up and down excitedly all the while.

   'Oh Dan!' she says, pulling me into a hug. 'Are you going to go tell Amelia? She applied to the same college, right?'

   'Oh yes!' I go and grab my laptop to send my girlfriend, Amelia, a message. We have never met in real life, because she lives in Britain, but we send internet messages and we Skype. She is awesome!

danisnotonfire💅🏼; AMELIA! I GOT INNNNNN! DID YOU BAE?
ameliabae👅; YESSSSS BAE, I CANT WAIT TO ACTUALLY MEET YOU WHILE WE ROMANTICALLY STUDY FILM TOGETHER!!
danisnotonfire💅🏼; can you talk?
ameliabae👅; sorry darls, I'm at a friends house😢

   I curse to myself, wanting to talk to her more.

danisnotonfire💅🏼; ok, love you💞
ameliabae👅; love you too😘

   I sit down again to listen to Muse blast out starlight cheerfully.