Scarves Made Of Silk [phan highschool au]

Wish

Dan-

"So how did you do it?" I ask.

Phil looks up from the mountain of papers on his desk. "What?"

"All of this!" I explain. "How do you own a massive clothing line? You haven't even left school yet doesn't that at all seem a little bit impossible."

"People will say that if you can think it its possible, but they're wrong. You see, I can imagine a dragon flying into this room right this second, but its not possible. But at the same time, just because somethings hard doesn't mean its impossible."

"Okay what does any of that mean?"

"It means that you shouldn't always listen to what people tell you." Phil explains.

"wha-"

"Tell me Daniel, do you believe in wishes?"

"Well I've wished for things but they've never came true."

"Like what?"

"Well I went to America last year and I put a coin in this wishing well and I wished that my friends would be nicer."

"Well you got what you want didn't you?" Phil ask.

I pause for a second before mumbling, "No, they all left me behind."

"So you moved and now you have better friends." Phil argues.

"You're not really going to tell me you're a millionaire cause of a bloody wish are you?"

"What? No! I wanted to be like my dad and I guess I wished that and my dad overheard me so he let me join the company."

I look at him sceptically.

"Well originally he told me to design some stuff for the clothing line. I drew crappy little stick men with a crayon. I thought I was actually doing things, I really wasn't though. When I was 12 I learnt how to use digital design, I designed some things, gave them to my dad. He was very impressed, I eventually took over." He explains further.

"Oh... That's a nice story."

"Did I ask you if you would model for me again? I will pay you."

"When is it?" I ask, "my mum wants me to go shopping with her."

"Next weekend, Sunday. Where you going shopping?"

"Okay that's fine then. We're going up to the... I forgot the name of it. It's the really big one." I try to explain.

"The one with the bell in the middle?"

"Yeah."

"Oh yeah! One of my stores are in there, drop in for me."

"But I can't afford your designer shit." I say, walking over to the book shelf to look through it.

"You will get it for free, trust me."

"Sure..."

A/n: hiiiiii. Sorry it's taken so long this update has been sitting in my drafts for months. Whoops, I'll try to be more active!