Sugar (Phan)

01

Dan's POV:

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"Oh, Daniel..." Gerard says, breathing down my neck, hovering over me.

riiiiing, riiiiiing...

I wake up to a blinding flash of light and an obnoxious sound piercing my eardrums. I accidentally left my blinds open, and my phone's alarm is going off; it's time for school.

Ugh, I wish I could just fall asleep and finish that dream. That was nice. 

 I stumble around my room, still blurry visioned, until I find my phone, my room is a mess. I finally found it, and I slide my thumb on the slick glassy screen to the right. Closing my blinds, I then go to my dresser. I open the second drawer down, revealing a messy, large pile of black, skinny jeans. Which ones should I wear today, I think to myself sarcastically. 

I reach in and grip my hand on the clothing, accidentally picking up two pairs, dropping the second back in the drawer. I then grab a shirt from the drawer above, and put on the rest of my clothing, underwear and socks. I go to the bathroom and I brush my teeth, and straighten my hair in it's normal fringe, as I do every morning. 

As a 17 year old bipolar emo kid, I really don't give a living shit about the state of my room, and my parents couldn't care about me less. They're always out at work, so I mostly had the house to myself. I never clean my room or make my bed, I have no reason to, it's just gonna get dirty again. I grab my black hoodie off of the hook on the front door, and I walk to school.