A bad guy can be good for a good guy (Pastel! Dan And Punk! Phil)

Chapter 1| New kid in school

Dan's POV|

Today was another school day. Most kids would enjoy the day, cause they would talk to their friends in class. But I was not one of those people.

"Everyone listen up. We have a new student joining us today, Philip Lester" My science teacher, Ms. Hemburg, announced. I looked up to see a tallish boy with black and blue hair, piercings on his upper lip, eyebrow and 2 on his ears. He has a tattoo on the side of his neck. I wasn't really interested in him so, I went back to my doodles in my notebook. "Philip, why don't you sit next to Dan?" She pointed at me as I looked up, with a nervous look on my face.  Phil started to walk to the desk next to me when he kicked the side of my ankle. I rubbed it slightly and went back to my doodles when a folded piece of paper landed on my desk. I opened it up to see a drawing of what looked like me, an arrow pointed at me with a bunch of words like gay and fag behind it. I looked at Phil to my side and he gave a mean look to me. This was going to be a long day...

~end of the day~

(continuation of Dan)

Math took forever but it was finally over and I could go home. Slowly walking to my locker, someone pushed me into the front of it, cutting my forehead on the ridges in the locker. I knew who it was. Phil. I turned around to see Phil with 2 others, laughing.

"Sorry. Didn't see the gay in my way." Phil laughed as he walked away. I felt the top of my head and flinched slightly. Blood ran down my finger slowly. I didn't bother getting my stuff as I throw my math books on the ground and walked fast towards Phil and his gang.

"What the fuck is your problem? You have been bullying me since science class this morning." I sort of yelled. Everyone looked at Phil and me as we were about to fight.

"What's my problem? My problem is that this is a wonderful school, but you come here and spread the gay around." Phil sort of laughed at me. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to him and punched him in the jaw. Phil smirked. "That's as hard as you can punch?" He asked as he hit 10x harder than I did in the lip, making it bleed. I pulled Phil down and sat on top of him and took all my anger out on him. I was punching until someone pulled me away from him. I refused to be held back and tried to get him.

"Let me go! I need to kick his ass!" I yelled, fighting against the person holding me back.

"Mr. Howell and Mr. Lester! Go to my office now!" I saw the principal standing towards the stairs and pointing to the direction of the office.  We were in shit now. We walked slowly to the office and sitting a few chairs away from each other. Our principal, Mr. Adams, walked to his office and stood outside his door for a minute. "Boys, come here now." We both stood up and walked towards the door. He pointed to each chair in front of his desk for us to sit in. I looked down at my legs for a second then looked at Phil. He was looking around the room till we made small eye contact. We both looked away quickly. "Mr. Howell, I would like for you to explain your side of the story, without any interruptions from Mr. Lester," Mr. Adams told me.

"It all started in the first period. I was in my science class when Ms. Hemburg told us that we had a new student. Phil was the new student. As he was walking to the desk next to mine, he kicked the side of my ankle. After a few minutes, he passed me a note on a folded piece of paper."

"Do you have the paper?" He asked. I nodded and pulled the paper out of my pocket. Mr. Adams looked at it as a nurse came in with her medical kit and started cleaning up the blood and cuts on Phil.

"He wasn't in any of my other classes, but when I was getting ready to get my bag and go home, Phil pushed me into my locker and I cut my forehead on the ridge. He said that he didn't see the gay in his way. He was with two other kids. Alfie Dayes and Joe Sugg I think. After that, I flipped out and swung a punch. But, he only asked if that was as hard as I could hit, then he hit me harder in the lip. That was it, sir." Phil rolled his eye, snickering under his breath.

"Mr. Lester, would you like to explain your side? Or is it enough?" The principal asked, obviously wanting to hear what he had to say.

"I didn't even write that paper. The kid behind me wrote it and told me to give it to him. I didn't even know he was gay until he told me. As for the locker situation, I was tripped by some guy in the hall, holding my hands forward to catch my fall, when I pushed the locker door onto this dude's head." Phil lies openly as the nurse moves over to me and cleans up my now swollen face. I flinch as she cleans up the blood, but stand up, furious.

"That is a lie! He purposely slammed me into my locker, more than once! He wrote that note out, as I saw him do it! He tried to kill me basically!" I yelled at the principal. My eye was swollen shut at this point, but not much else I could do besides put some ice on it.

"Mr.Howell, I know that you are angered at this situation that occurred, but he is a new student. I can't kick him out after transferring so soon. However, I will assign him to help you until you are completely better. If he doesn't comply, he will face suspension or expulsion." I was in shock. Phil, the guy who nearly killed me, needs to take care of me. Phil gets up and walks out of the room without saying another word. I thank the principal for his time and follow after him.

"Can't believe I'm forced to actually be your bitch for you." Phil turns to look back at me, very pissed with slight bruises on his cheek.

"You're the one who started all this mess. You can either help me or face suspension." I explain to him, keeping one eye shut. "I would like to go home now, you coming with?" Asking in a calm, slightly irritated tone towards him. Phil sighs and walks out the front doors of the school, leading me towards his car.

"Whatever man, just tell me where to go and I'll drive us there..." He mumbled, stepping into his car and staring at his side mirror.