Chapter 7

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Two weeks of uni have past and the only thing I've been overly concerned about is Phil, unsurprisingly.  Our school hours are pretty much the same, with only a few exceptions, so we've spent plenty of time together.  I feel like I've known him all my life.  I know pretty much everything about him now;  about his childhood, his family, his hobbies.  And of course I've told him bits and pieces about myself but it's hard to open up to someone you've only known for two and half weeks, or when you've never had anyone to open up to.  Although he does know more about me than my parents do, because in the short time that I have known him I trust him way more than I do my parents.  We've gone to the secret forests almost everyday whenever we could, usually to eat lunch there.  I'm good friends with both Chris and PJ as well, and to top it off I'm acing my art classes.  I guess if you have passion for something then it comes easily.  I'm heading to art class now in fact, it's my last class of the day.  

I walk down the halls and see Peej at his locker.  As I walk over to him he spots me and waves, beaming at me with his huge grin.  He strolls over to me and greets me.  We walk to class and our small talk s interrupted when my phone buzzes.  I pull it out and see that I've received a text from Phil, I can't help but smile which invites PJ to give me a playful nudge.  

From: Phil

Hey brown eyes, meet me in the usual place after class I have a surprise! xx 

"Who's that?" PJ asks but before I can reply he continues.  "Oh wait, I can already tell from that absolutely smitten expression on your face that it's Phil," He looks at me with one eyebrow raised "Well?" I look down and feel myself blush.  I mumble a 'shut up' kind of embarrassed at how obvious it is.  We walk into class and take our seats and once again the classroom smells like weed, but I'm so used to it because of my roommate that it doesn't bother me anymore.  "Hello class," Our teacher proclaims as she walks into the class, "Today you will be getting your brief fro you end of term pieces," she continues and I perk up.  So far I haven't had any big projects, just coursework mainly, so I'm kind of worried about it.  "I want to know what you see," she says and PJ and I look at each other in confusion.  "I want you to show me a completely mundane object through your eyes,".  As she continues it seems to become clearer what she's asking us to do.  At first I'm kind of excited about it but the more I think about it I start to question my capability.  I can't look at something and see something else, it's almost impossible.  PJ puts his hand up, "Uh, can it be a person?" he asks and the teacher nods. "I would like this project to be more appropriate than some of your other ones Mr. Liguori," she replies in a condescending tone.  He just laughs and rolls his eyes.  

All through class I'm itching for it to be over as the suspense of what Phil has planned is killing me.  The bell rings and I speed out of the class not even acknowledging PJ and feeling kind of bad afterwards but I know I need to get to the fence quickly to ensure I won't get caught.  I quickly go back to my room to drop off some books and grab my laptop, some pencils and a sketch pad.  When I open the door I hear some awful rap song playing.  I look over and see my roommate laying on his bed on his phone with a beer in one of his hands.  "You still not gonna tell me your name," I ask not expecting any sort of response.  And not to my surprise I am greeted with silence, he doesn't even flinch.  Once I have everything I need I put my bag on my back, and open the door.  Just as I'm about to leave I hear a voice from my room, "It's Ethan.. By the way," He says and suddenly my respect for him rises somewhat. 

I head outside to meet Phil; across the field and under the fence .  Once I'm under and standing, I notice something I hadn't before.  On a few of the trees there are little arrows scratched onto the bark directing me.  I trust them in assumption that it was Phil who did them.  Once I get to the opening I see Phil sitting far too close to the edge of the cliff.  I don't know what to do to signal that I'm here - I can't exactly make any sudden loud noises or else it'll scare him and he might fall off of the cliff.  I don't want to be responsible for my best friends death.  Whilst contemplating what to do, I realize I'm standing there like an idiot, so I cough to try and get his attention.  I don't think he hears it until he says "You know you really shouldn't overthink things so much," He gets up and walks towards me.  "What.. How did you know.. Never mind," I stutter out in disbelief "So whats this big surprise you have for me," I say and he grabs my hand.  My heart starts beating at the unexpected contact and begins getting fast when he leans closer to me.  He stops at my ear and the feeling of his breathe against my neck sends shivers through me.. noticeable shivers.  This causes Phil to let out a laugh and he pulls back to look at me.  "Goddammit Dan, I was trying to be smooth," he says with an adorable grin across his. I look up at him because he's a little taller than me and just shrug in embarrassment not really knowing what to do until he moves closer to me.  

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