An Angel in Disguise//Phan

Chapter 1

Phil's p.o.v

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I wake up to my alarm going off. Time for school. This is my first day at my new high school, I hope it goes well. I had to change schools because my family has been banned from my old one. My mum and dad got into a fight with the principal. It was a little argument about them messing up my grades, but since my dad is bipolar it didn't go so well. Long story short he ended up attacking the principal, with my mom cussing at him, so here I am. But it's not like I'm sad, I got bullied a lot at that school. So I'm quite happy to be leaving.

My dad does occasionally beat me. One minute he'll be happy but then something will just make him snap. It's not the best, but at least my mum never hits me.

I jump out of bed and get out my clothes. I put on some black skinny jeans and a black and red checkered top. I plug in my straighteners and walk downstairs.

I plug in the toaster and put in some toast. It's pops up and scares the crap out of me. Then I put some jelly on it and sit at the table and eat.

When I'm done I head back upstairs to my room and straighten my hair. I grab some socks and check the time. I have to leave in 5 minutes. I run down stairs and slip on my socks and shoes. I grab my backpack and throw it over my back.

"Bye mum!" I yell as I'm opening the door.

"Bye sweetie, have a good day at school!" She yells back from upstairs in her room. I start walking towards school.

On Sunday, which was yesterday, my mum and I visited my new school to get me registered. The principal was nice enough to walk me around the school and show me where everything was. I know where all my classes and my locker are. I'm so happy the principal showed me where everything was, if he didn't I would be so lost today.

I got a little nervous before we walked into his office because he was on the phone. The only thing I heard him say was "that little fag deserved it." Since I'm gay that made me nervous.

I walk past an ally and notice a group of boys. I make eye contact with one of them and he smirks at me. I pick up my pace and hope they don't follow me.

I finally arrive at school and walk through the gates. The bell rings and I make my way to my first class, which is math. I'm nervous because I'm just showing up in the middle of the school year. So it's not like in the beginning of the year when pretty much everyone is new.

I walk in and about half of the class is already sitting down. I hear a few whispers as I make my way to an empty seat. The principal said everyone just sits wherever they want in all my classes. Someone sitting behind me taps my shoulder. I turn around and see a girl with blond hair and pink highlights.

"Are you gay?" She asks. What kind of question is that? Why does she want to know? We that's a weird way to start off a conversation.

"Uhh, yeah. Why?" I ask.

"Oh, nothing. Your just new and I was wondering," she smirks and turns back to her friend and stars talking.

The teachers gets up from his desk and walks over to me.

"Hi. Phil right?" I nod. "Nice to meet you, I'm Mr.Cornett. Welcome to your new school," he smiles and walks backs to his desk. Mr. Cornett is a tall older man with short grey hair and a short beard.

Soon the rest of the class shows up and Mr. Cornett starts babbling on about math. I'm trying to listen to what he's saying but I keep hearing whispers behind me. I think I hear the words "gay" and "faggot" but I'm not sure.

I brush it off and continue my work. The bell rings and class is over. I walk into the corridor and someone shoves me hard into the lockers and I fall to the ground. It's that group of boys I saw in the alley this morning.

"Fag," one boy, who I'm guessing is the leader, spits. I get up after they've walked away. I make my way to the art class and sit down.

Art goes by quickly and so does the rest of my classes. I'm walking out the school gates and someone yells at me.

"Hey! New kid!"

I turn around and see that gang from earlier. Oh no. I turn back around and walk quickly away. They run up to me and the leader steps in front of me.

"Hey, didn't you hear me?" He growls.

"Oh umm, I have to get g-going," I stutter and try to walk past him but he grabs my shirt collar and pulls me into and alleyway.

"Aww, I just wanted to talk," he smirks and punches me in the stomach and throws me to the ground. I notice he has three other boys with him, one is just standing behind all the others. He looks like he feels sorry for me. He has beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I notice him from a few of my classes.

The leader of the gang, I think his name is Jack because I heard someone calling him that, punches me in the stomach. His whole gang gathers around me, except for that one boy, and start kicking me. They kick me in the stomach and legs but never in the face.

"Why?" I choke out.

"Because fags like you deserve it," Jack spits.

After a few minutes they walk away, leaving me behind to curl up and cry. I pull my knees to my chest and sob into my legs.

Dans p.o.v

My gang walks away from the poor boy they just beat up. I never approve of them beating up people, but this time I felt worse for beating up this kid. He has pale skin and jet black hair. He also had piercing blue eyes.

As my gang leaves the alley I glance back and see the boy sobbing with his knees pulled up to his chest. I feel terrible for him.

I wouldn't call my gang friends. I'm gay and I don't want them to beat me up so I hang out with them and pretend I'm not. I even have a girlfriend because I don't want anyone to expect I'm gay. I fell kinda bad because I don't really love her, but I can't let anyone know I'm gay. Or else I might end up like that poor kid in the alley. He's kinda cute now that I think of it. No Dan, stop thinking like that.

Phil's p.o.v

I finally arrive home after a long painful walk. I throw my bag on the floor by the door and run up stairs.

I walk into my bathroom and open a cabinet. I pull out my blade. That's right, I cut. Sometimes I just need it. I pull up my sleeve to my already messed up wrists. I push the blade into my delicate skin and watch the beautiful blood trickle down my arm.

After I'm done making about 20 cuts on both my arms I wash my arms in the sink. Then I clean all the blood in the bathroom and hide the blade back in my cabinet. I can't let my parents find out I cut. I don't know how they would react. My dad would probably snap and beat me up.

I walk back into my room and put on my pjs. Then I shut off the light and climb into bed. What a great first day, I sarcastically think to myself. I close my eyes and finally fall asleep.

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