Phil's POV
6.30 am
It's the first day of school. Finally. I'm kinda on the edge, but in a good way I guess. I can't even imagine what awaits for me.
6.45 am
I'm all set. My hair's straigt, clothes ironed, books ready in my new bag. Only 15 more minutes till I go. And then 45 till I arrive. And then.. OMG OMG I JUSt caNNOT WAIT FOR THIs. THIS IS WHERE MY LIFE STARTS. EVRYTHING UP UNTILL NOW WAS UNIMPORTANT. EVERYTHING HAS LEAD TO THIS. EVERYTHING. ALL OF THOSE HOURS THAT I SPENT SUDYING, SLEEPLESS NIGHTS AND BREAKDOWNS. IT WAS ALL WORTH IT.
6.50 am
I pick up my phone. 10 minutes. I have a new subscriber on youtube. I have 69 now lol. My channel's growing really slow, I've had it for 7 months now. I guess I'll never make it. Oh well. I have my new life now anyways.
6.55 am
I'm sweaty. 5 more minutes. I should get out of the building.
6.59 am
Oh shit. I forgot my headphones. I'm gonna run for them real quick. I couldn't survive a ride without them.
7.02 am
I MISSED THE BUS! FUCK! OH. MY. GOD. IM THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN DO THIS. I HAD ONE JOB. ONE JOB.
Tears start running down my face. I can't believe I missed the bus. I might as well go back home now. Or maybe I should become a stripper or something. A drug dealer. A prostitute. A criminal. Now I'll need to kill people to survive. Oh my God, my future is gone now.
7.04 am
There's something red on the corner of the street. Hmm. IT'S THE SCHOOL BUS. "I DON'T HAVE TO BECOME A PROSTITUTE AFTER ALL!" I say, out loud, as I wipe the tears off my face. A gradma passing by gives me a judgemental look.
7.17 am
I'm on my way to school, listening to Muse. This ride is really relaxing. I feel less nervous now.
7.30 am
What if nobody likes me? What if I become an outcast and if I fail all my classes an end up burried in a dich. That doesn't make sense. But WHAT IF?!
7. 35 am
I'm gonna be fine, obviously. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? Yeah, I'll be fine.. this is my dream, after all.
7.42 am
I can see the school now. Oh my God it's so big and terrifying and... AGHH IM SCARED.
I am literally shaking now.
And I'm starting to sweat.
I don't want sweat stains on my first day of new school.
Body, please, work with me on this one.
7.45 am
I am finally here. It's beautiful. Jard is full of cute girls in cute/unflattering uniforms, and playful boys with messy hair. Everything is in red, the signature colour of the school. Roses, benches, even trash cans. This is where my dreams come to life.
Dan's POV
6.30 am
Beep beep beep
Ugh the fucking alarm. I don't wanna get up. This is the first time I've had a good sleep in ages. I don't want it to stop.
Those blue eyes, they were so.. so pretty..
With that thought, I left my conciousness.
6.54 am
I should.. probably go to school now.
What time is it..?
6.54?!
IM LATE
As quick as I can I put my clothes on, brush my teeth, take my medicine, and with my hair left all curly and gross, I jump out the window, ready to chase the bus if I really have to.
7.04 am
As I run into the bus, I see all the familiar faces, and I'm sure they see me too. But they turn their heads away from me. Whatever, I don't want their filthy looks on me anyway. But as I walk to the back of the bus to my usual place, I see a boy, raven black hair, pale skin, with his eyes closed. There's something familiar about him.
There's a free spot next to him, but I choose to pass it. He doesn't need the likes of me in his life.
I sit in my usual seat, put my headphones in, and turn Muse on.
That boy seems to familiar.
I feel like I know him really good, but from where?
I must have mixed something up.
I never knew anybody well.
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FanfictionPhil is bored. He is bored with his friends. His family. His town. Himself. He wishes that would change. The night before Phil's arrival to London, he dreams of brown-eyed boy named Dan. He never felt that way before. Will Dan be the one to change...