Dan's P.O.V
Dan was nervous.
It was a new school a new town a new place to mess things up. He threw on his usual white skinny jeans a pastel purple jumper and placed a lavender flower crown atop his curly chocolate mess of a hair. He ran downstairs and pulled on his pink converse then he went to the kitchen to have a glass of cereal...yes a glass! (we have all done it don't lie).He walked outside into the cold autumn air. Car's flew past mostly grey or black. People often wondered why Dan would wear pastel clothes it was because everything was grey. The sky was grey the roads were grey all of the houses were grey so Dan wore pastels to make his world more colorful for him and others around him even if most people didn't appreciate his sense of style.
Dan straighten'd his flower crown as he entered the most grey place of all...School. He was used to the stares by now even people giggling as he walked past but he tried to concentrate on the more happy stares the stares of awe and appreciation for Dan's bravery to be who he wants to be and not the people shouting 'Fag' at him as he walked down the halls.
As he neared the main office a foot was shoved into his path causing him to stumble forward slightly. He whipped his head back to catch the culprit but all he was was people laughing at him. He shook it off it was not something new to happen to him. He reached the office and the cheery lady behind the desk gave him his locker number and his time table. He walked over to his locker (witch took a while to find) and pulled out the books he needed for his next lessons and shoved them into his Galaxy bag.
His next class was English so he had to walk up two flights of stairs (Uch effort) once he got to the top as red as a tomato I might add he waked to the end of the corridor looking at the numbers on the doors as he went. When he reached the correct classroom he waddled into it and saw an image on the screen in the front of the classroom...Assigned seating Damn!
Dan was sat next to a kid called Phil he hoped he was nice....
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FanfictionA pastel and a punk don't seem like the most likely of a team do they? Well everything is not as it seems...