The One///Phan

Chapter 3

Phil's POV

The bell rang, and it was the time to go to class. Our first period was homeroom with Mrs Rally. Mrs Rally is a very nice, cute little woman, who made us all introduce and tell a few other things about ourselves. I like that, all the people in my class seem very nice. Tho there was one boy missing, Dan I think, everybody went quiet when she called his name. I don't know why. While I was wondering why would someone miss the first day of this amazing school, bell for the second period rang, and before I knew it, I was lost in a mass of students walking trough hallways, pushing me around. For a split moment, I felt wrong. But it passed when I saw a girl whom I recognized from homeroom, Holly.

"Hey Holly, could you please show me where math cabinet is?"

"Oh yeah, of course, I have maths too now, actually" she said an smiled kinda flirtily.

"That's great!"

"Yeah, let's go!"

We arrived to a math cabinet, filled with pictures of mathmaticians, mathematic formulas and rules. It was a lot better equipped than the one in my old school.

"Hey Phil, wanna sit together?"

"Oh yeah, sure"

So Holly and I sat down together. We chatted, and it was nice. She's a great student, a taekvondo player and loves fashion. We talked about regular stuff, I told her about my life in the village, tho I didn't really mention any of the things I disliked there. She asked me to sit with her and her friends in luch, and I accepted.

Math was really fun, I got a plus sign already, so that's good.

And then periods passed, normally, like they do in school, and it was lunch time. Holly met me in the hallway, intoduced me to her friends, and it turns out they all are really nice. A lunch was going with the usual flow, untill I realized it all seemed to familiar. To ususal. Too plain. It was just like in my village. They talked about other people, that was all they talked about. Who wore what, who's fat, who's skinny, who's a slut. All of the old stories, just new names.

I got nauseous.

I ran out of the cafeteria straight into the bathroom. Tho it took a while cos I didn't know where it was.

I puked right at the moment I came into the toilet. And then again. And then again.

I can't believe evrywhere's the same. I worked so hard to get here, and it seems it was all for nothing. I thought, I thought I'd meet someone different. I guess that's too much to ask for.

When I looked into the mirror,I noticed thet I had traces of tears on my cheeks. I wiped those off quickly, and in the moment I go to push the door, I thought I heared quiet sobs coming from a cabin on the right. I stopped, and didn't hear anything afterwards, so I just went to English.

Dan's POV

School sucks. I'm gonna go cry now.

Now, that's what one of them says.

I can't do this. I don't deserve to live. It's obvious. My parents hate me, I have no friends, no talents, not a single person in this world that takes a liking to me. I'm wothless. I wouldn't think so, if I only had a sign, the smallest, tiniest sign that would show I'm woth it. But there's nothing. Even God has given up on me. I'm giving up too.

The other one.

Oh my god Dan, you're over exaggerating again. Your life is perfectly fine. You're healthy (but I'm not), have a roof above your head (some roof it is) , food to eat (I bet he poisons it. My stomach aches too often), and you're just a bit sad now (now). I don't know what's the big deal. Everybody gets sad from time to time(time to time). Be grateful, you piece of shit.