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Tw: eating disorder-ish

A few weeks had past and Dan still tutored Phil. Which just adds to his list of troubles, even if it is a minor ones. All of his major problems seemed to all be two words.

Art club, Drama club, Phil Lester, and beeping heart. Those were his biggest problems.

Now you might be wondering why someone like Dan would be in a Art club and a Drama club, well that brought us back to the ' Phil Lester' problem. Dan was falling for him, slowly but surely. Which also meant he was losing the bet, Phil didn't know this though and was trying his best to win Dan over, which only helped him fall faster.

Back to the point at hand, Dan was finding that he was the jealous type, and whatever club Phil went into, Dan would follow close behind. Which lead him here, to art club, with Phil doodling happily next to him as he hummed a soft tune. He was naturally good at art and had a very creative mind, were as Dan had to download different artistic skills and creativity to help get him threw the dreaded art club, thankfully for drama he didn't need to do much. He always used to sing in his spare time so he was pretty good at it.

"Then I accidentally started to use dark colours before the light ones!" A guy complains from a table across from us, his hair is died a light purple and clothes are all pastel.

A girl with purple hair laughs. "Oh gosh! That the worst mistake to make!" Dan huffs and scribbles down some chibi doodles to occupy his mind while Phil seems to be enjoying the awful banter that fills the room.

Phil nudges Dan with his leg and the brunette meets his gaze. "Come on Dan try and make conversation." Phil insists, continuing the doodle he was working on and using a paper towel to smudge the graphite.

"I'm not sure if you've met me but talking to new people isn't really my forte." Dan pressed down against the paper with his pencil to colour the chibi's hair a dark gray.

"Then why did you join a club?" To spend time with you.

"I like to draw, but I like to do it by myself and surrounded by quiet." Dan tells him.

"That doesn't sound very fun, don't you at least listen to music?"

Dan shrugs. "I guess, but I don't have much time to draw anyways, with Marita bouncing around the place and all." He stifles a laugh as he thinks of his younger sister who has been bouncing around as usual after her sickness had passed. She had become Dan favourite energetic sister he loved once again.

"Say no more I know what you mean." Phil rolls his eyes playfully. He had met Marita a few times before and always had a fun time with her, she had always tackled and tickled him whenever she saw him. "But I still want you to try and talk to different people. Make some other friends."

"Hey, no one said that we were friends, the bet is still on remember?" Phil nods. "Good." He puts his attention back into his drawing while Phil joins in on talking to the others.

"It's not okay though! I asked her out and she just laughed!" A brunette, who Dan learned name was Kyle, complains.

"She's a popular, you know how they are. The swing of their hips your on the ride but then suddenly your seat belt unclips and you're falling." The girl with purple hair plays with the zip on her sweatshirt. "Besides, I asked her out once and she said no. Now I'm dating her ex-boyfriend and he is quite the gentlemen. She might be a pain in the butt but she has a good taste in men." The group laughs.

"Okay, we only have five minutes left so I suggest we pack up before Miss comes back and yells at us to clean up." A guy puts an end to the happy banter and everyone starts to clean up without any other words about the topic exchanged.

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