Bully // Phan au

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Dan

"Hey, so are we walking or taking a car?" I ask Lily, as I haven't been told. They all come up in a group, Phil on one side of Lily and Joe on the other, like bodyguards almost.

"My car, wait who's taller - you or Phil?" She asks, and I shrug.

"Me, I think." Phil says, and I nod.

"Me t-too. I think Phil's t-taller." Damn stutter. Lily looks at us, squinting her eyes, and then shakes her head.

"I thought Dan was taller, but alright..." She trials off, and leads us out of the school over to her grey Range Rover.

Phil climbs into the passenger seat, and Lily gets into the drivers side. I get in behind Lily - I do not want to be behind Phil. If we had a choice, I would most definitely not even be with Phil. Lily and Joe are alright, they're quite funny so that'll help in the performance, and I quite like acing as well so it hopefully should go well.

We drive out of the school gates and down the road, before turning left and heading over to the medium rich side of town, like the people who have one or two Segway's and an iPhone each after they turn eleven or twelve, but not seven horses and a Pomeranian and three iPhone 6S's each. Lily drives us into the heart of the estate, and to a large house.

Lily stops the car, and we all get out. I look up in awe at the large house, wondering how somebody who goes to our school can afford such an extravagant and beautiful house - especially on this side of town.

Once we all get out of the car, Lily locks it and we walk up the stairs and up to her brown front doors. Phil 'playfully' shoves me while Lily fumbles around with her keys, and I nearly fall down the stairs. With my left hand, I grab the railing, and step down to regain my balance. Joe was texting somebody on his phone, so he didn't notice. Phil grins at me, and I just look down.

"Okay, let's go in." Lily says, opening the front door. We go into her large living room, which is a dark brown, and I look out of the French doors that expose the large garden.

"Follow me." Lily says, and she goes up a small flight of stairs. Joe follows her, followed by me and then Phil. It leads straight to her room, a bright white room with a wall full of colourful pictures and a bright red queen sized bed.

Phil sits down on the bed, so I follow suit as does Joe. Lily sits at her desk, pulling out a notebook and a pen.

"So, we're doing Peter Pan, so who should be who?" Joe asks.

"I think I should be Wendy, as I'm a girl, Joe should be Michael as he's the shortest, and one of you two will be John and the other will be Peter." Lily says, pointing at Phil and I.

"Dan's a good actor, I think he would do well as Peter." Joe says, "And I feel as if Phil would be a good John." 

It's obvious Joe only added that Phil part to get on his good side - Phil is immensely popular and has a massive influence over our year, he made the whole year not want to be friends with me.

"Is that okay with you, Phil?" I ask, and he nods. I can tell he wanted to be Peter, but also didn't want to cause a fuss about it.

"I think my room would be a good place to film, and the garden as neverland." Lily says, writing some things down. I nod, as Lily's room has a victorian vibe that reminds me of the Darling's room. 

Over the course of the next hour, we start the script, but only just get to the part where Peter takes them away. Michael's character is very funny, John's has a dryer sense of humour and one that is definitely not a prominent as in Michael's. Wendy is protective, but Peter is a risk taker - unlike what I actually am.

"Lily!" Lily's mum yells, and then starts yelling stuff in a language I don't understand. She yells back, and tells us to get up.

"Dinner time, she said. Chicken tikka misala." Lily translates, and we go downstairs to have a break from work and have a nice dinner.