Bad Boys Like Good Boys Too[ Pastel Dan And Punk Phil ] *phan*

Wild #1

Dan adjusted his tilted flower crown and fixed collar on his lavendar jumper. He walked towards his locker at Winston High and began to put in the combination.

"I'm so sorry!" He heard a boy's voice cry out through the crowded hallway.
He saw a tall boy with tons of tattoos and black and blue fringe with piercings covering his face practically holding a blonde haired boy with glasses by his collar up against a locker.
"Next time watch where you're  going! You spilled my damn coffee all over me!" He heard the tall punk's low voice scold the boy.

"I'm so sorry! I think I need new glasses!" The boy tried to joke.
The tattooed boy smirked and let him down, a sudden kindness taking over his angered face. He patted the small boy's blonde hair and gestured him to run off and that it was ok.

The boy looked over and noticed Dan staring at him. His brown eyes made full contact with the piercing blue eyes of the boy. This boy was beautiful, his eyes dazzling and his hair straightener to perfection. His porcelain like skin making Dan want to touch it, making him wonder if he felt like an angel.

Dan gasped and jerked his head back at his locker. He felt his cheeks burning up and rubbed his cheek frantically trying to "wipe away" the blush. He was so sexually frustrated it wasn't even funny.

He bent down, sticking his arse out, trying to get some attention without realizing it. Dan may not have been a slur but he knew boys would like a little twink like him, and considering   he also wasn't really ugly or overly masculine, the boys would come. Dan was single yes, and he wanted a boyfriend, this punk looking boy seeming just like his type of man. He grabbed his books and got up, slammed his locker shut and walked to his next class.

He couldn't stop thinking of the striking blue eyes of the boy. He has never seen him before, maybe he was new? He didn't know. It was a new school year so maybe he came from another highschool?

Dan pondered about the boy and quickly snapped out of it when he realized he was walking straight towards the boy. He hated how he would get so caught up in his thoughts he would randomly start to do his thoughts.

The boy looked up from his locker and looked straight at Dan.
"Hi?" He said, rudely but friendly?
"Oh sorry, didn't realize I was walking towards you. I-I was just walking to my class and - I got lost in my thoughts and--" Dan realized he was rambling and the boy looked at him in obvious confusion.

Dan gulped.
"Sorry I ramble alot around cute boys and yeah I'm just gonna-" Dan blushed and pointed to the back if him and backed away.
Dammit I called him cute.

Dan walked backwards into the now empty hallway and then turned around realizing his classroom was the opposite of where he was going.

The boy stared at him and watched as Dan awkwardly walked by him.
"It's actually this way!" He then awkwardly laughed and quickly shifted to his class.

Dammit. I'm so awkward. But he looked at me! Aww his eyes are so awesome. Better than my shit coloured ones... I need to calm down. I barely know him and I'm already freaking out. Agh! I'm like a 13 yr old girl!

Dan squeaked as he walked towards his classroom and the boy looked at him and shook his head. Dan looked back at the boy but he was walking away. He hated how flustered he would get around cute boys, especially ones he was eyeing. He eventually got to his classroom, he pouted and entered the classroom.

He sat in the front of the class.
He wanted good grades this year.
Since last year he got scolded by his parents for getting a C on his report card. It was his fault for being... distracted.

The teacher started to talk about what they expected this year and all that jazz. That always happened the first day of school. The first week of school.