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Dan's POV

I instantly regret doing that, as the entire room became silent, looking at us. I looked at Phil he was surprisingly chill. So I went along with it and just started eating the chips. And the Lunchroom became loud again. He looked around, and itched his neck, then shrugged. I watched him gulp down the small water bottle.

"What? Why are you watching me?" he asked curiously. I just shook my head and grinned. We were sitting across from each other, staring into each other's eyes. His lovable smile was extremely contagious. Suddenly some girl sat down next to me. Close to me. Very, very close.

"Hello, I'm Emmi. Could I sit with you two?" she talked, her voice as high as a bluebird.

"Yeah, of course... " Phil said, I nodded, and pursed my lips. She sat down and started talking.

"I'm from Cornwall. Isn't that cool? There's an ocean! Isn't that cool! Oh! Pardon! What's your name" she said anxiously

"I'm Dan, This is Ph-" she cut me off

"Dan that is so exciting! Is your full name Daniel?!" she stops waiting for me to answer.

"Erm yeah... and This is Ph-"

"Oh, So your full name is Daniel! Cool!!" she stopped to breathe. And her eyes lit up. She liked me. Shit.

"I'm in a relationship..." I state. Hurt strikes her eyes.

"Oh... I, erm, with who? Is she coming around, to sit with us...?" she asked

"Erm, He is..." Phil turned a shade of pink, that forces me to grin.

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Phil's POV

She stood there petrified. I personally hated her, when she came she didn't care about my name, just Dan. which is understandable, Dan is probably the most attractive guy at the school. plus she talked too much. I cannot stand her, I just want her to leave. Of course, she doesn't though, she just sits staring, no glaring, at me. Like she wanted to kill me. I think was just jealous that I have the hottest boyfriend on this planet.

"Erm, Right... okay, I, just, um, I'm, uh, gonna go... " and she ran off.

"That was, interesting... " Dan rolled his eyes as he talked. "We should probab-" he was cut off by the lunch bell. He helped me up, as I grabbed my crutches. We walked to Smith's Class, and opened the door, but heard a girl's voice, under her breath.

"Smith's 5th hour, crutches, black hair... " it was emmi, behind us, listing things about me.

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