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***Authors note*** I wrote this in my religion and science class... so if there is Jesus or some science, you know why...

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Dan's P.O.V.

My name is Dan Howell. I am 14 years old.
I used to live in Manchester, but I just moved to London because my mom got a new job. I guess if you are going to read this you will need to know what I'm like. I don't talk much. I'm shy. I'm scared, I'm nice, I like to be alone, and I think I'm in love with the boy with black hair who has the same hair cut as mine, but only to the right. He is two years older than me. He is very tall (around 6'2). He is very smart, sweet, and won't curse just because he doesn't want the little kids hear the bad words. He has a YouTube channel called AmazingPhil (his name is Phil by the way) He has pale skin and blue eyes you could get lost in. Btw I'm gay. But then there's me, a boy who's dad is an adult bully and is constantly drinking. A boy who is always on the internet, a boy who is scared to tell someone what's happening at home and what he does to himself. A boy who is getting bullied twenty-four-seven, getting called fat, fag, or ugly. But it's always been like that for me, even in Manchester. In London though, if you see a rainbow the whole city freaks out! Hey, maybe one day I could make a YouTube video about how nothing happens here! I have a channel called Danisnotonfire. I don't post anything though. I don't think anyone will watch me.

Phil's P.O.V.

My name is Philip Lester, but you can call me Phil. I am in 10th grade in Woodside high school. I used to live in Florida, but my dad got a really good job, and he didn't want to miss the opportunity. We moved to London when I was 14 when I started Woodside. I am the top of my Creative Writing class (which I am very proud of). I am not trying to brag, but i think I'm quite popular. People always ask if they can sit with me at lunch, hang out after school, or ask me out but I usually decline the going out part. I used to have a girlfriend named Cat, but I broke it off to find out that I'm gay.

Now today was like any other day. I sprinted to my first period class to be right on time, etc, then go to the lockers, but when I was getting my stuff, I saw a freshman I didn't recognize and he looked like he really didn't know where he was going. So I walked over and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around. He has brown hair and a hair cut like my and chocolate looking eyes. His skin is not pale, but not tan. He was VERY skinny. He was wearing a black hoodie, black jeans, and black converse. He is so handsome. I shuddered the words out.

"H-H-Hello, I'm Phil." I saw, turn bright red.

"Hi." He said simply, looking down. His hair getting in his face.

"Are you looking for a class?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'm looking for the science room. I know I'm supposed to be in the advance class with the 10th graders in science." He said sounding nervous.

"Hey, I'm going there. I can walk you there." I say. I am really excited that I have a class with him. Maybe we can be friends!

"Um thanks." He said. I started walking towards the classroom with him next to me, when I hear
"Hey Phil, watcha doing with a fat fagot like him?" It was my friend Rebel. He can be a jackass, but once you get to know him he can be really nice and funny.

The boy I recently met turns around and looks at Rebel with died eyes. I turn around as well to see Rebel all in the boy's face. The boy looked scared. So I grabbed Rebel by the collar of his jacket and pushed him out of the way.

"What the Hell, Phil?!" Yelled Rebel.

"You are a really ass you know that!?" The boy scream. His eyes were all read and puffy like he was going to cry. Before I could do anything else the boy ran way into the boy's bathroom. I didn't even know his name.