I'm A Not Girl//PHAN

Chapter 2:

Phil's P.O.V

"ACTUALLY I DONT CARE I HOPE PEOPLE HATE YOU!" I yell storming towards the door anger pulsating through ever drop of my blood into all my limbs. Tugging at my hair I boot the girl harshly in the ribs before slamming the door behind me.

Realisation crashes down as I shrink down the now closed door. Resting my head in my knees I sigh awkwardly.

How could I possibly hurt someone who was just like me. She doesn't deserve this. No I'm not going to break under this girl. Never again.
 
Once my mind was clear of thought I shakily sood up just in time to hear Lucy calling my name. For god sake why can't she shut the hell up.

"If you could possibly stop staring into space you can help me set the table" she remarks making me stuff my phone into my pocket.

"Why should I listen to you" I raise my eyebrows as I pull a wooden chair along the wooden floor creating a painful silence before swinging onto it.

Clearly annoyed Lucy sets down all the plates onto a pile in front of me. "Remember when we were friends Phil" she threats making me flinch at memories of the past. No now is not the time.

"Well friends help each other our and keep their SECRETS" she whisper-shouts in my ear,"So why not help me?"

Her sarcastic smirk playing on her face is all I need to release exactly what shes talking about. Shuffling a little I obey the purple haired girl.

"Is he nice?"

"Who?" I almost yell as my patience with this girl runs thin and i run a hand through my hair.

"Dan! He is quite cute I would totally date him!" She chirps happily arranging the table. Is this kid bipolar or something because jesus christ her mood chanhes every minuet.

You didn't hurt him did you?!" She shrieks in horror. Why assume that i hurt him. Well i did but it hurts a little kneoing people think that.

"I only kicked him once!" I say dismissively but she drops. a stack of plastic cups onto the floor before staring at me her jaw practically dropping to the floor.

"I overheard Melanie talking to his social worker!" She whispers, "He has been moved here after being beat up everyday to the point of attempted suicide!"

"I don't care!"

I obviously care. I guess I was very similar to him but that's irrelevant now. I've moved on and IT will too.

Sighing Lucy finishes setting the table before yelling for everyone to come in meaning prepare for a tsunami of hungry children.

As the cheers of young childrne become louder and footsteps like a stampede of elephants. Onve everyone seems to be in their seat i see Dawn. Her face seems to be red snd puffy but i cant relaly tell due to her hair hding it.

Where do I sit?" He mumbles to Dylanie. She points in my direction. Well the seat next to me.

Great! Sense my sarcasm! Silently he sits next to me keeping his head down. "Excuse me?" A quiet voice says shakily. I look down at dan and see his face. He looks so miserable.

"What!" I growl.

"I'm sorry I was annoying I'm really sorry please don't hit me again I'm Sorry" he whispers crying.

I ignore him and begin to eat spaghetti. I don't talk to Dawn until we have to go back to our rooms. But I kept taking a little glance over at him.

She looks so broken and sad. Surely I didnt do that right. One kick doesn't do that. Looking away I try to fill the guilt rising in my stomach with calorie filled food killing me each day.

By the end of the meal he seemed to be smiling again happily chatting to Lucy about galaxies or something. Looks like I'm not Lucy's crush anymore. Thank god.

*time skip to when they had to go to their rooms*

Sighing I flop on my bed and pull out a packet of gum. I've been a month clean of smoking after school caught me and gum is really helping.

I can't really remember the taste of nicotine. Just fruity gum. "Lucy it was really fun talking to you, its really intruiging to listen to your opinions." Dan chirps before walking into our room and shutting the door. As he sits on his bed he looks cautiously over at me.

"What!" I snap glaring at him.
"Is there anywhere I can change into my onesie" he asks looking over at me.

Oh crap I forgot we have to change in the same room. "Well its too late to go to the bathroom so I will look away ok" I say rolling over and facing the other way and a very large poster of Gerard Way and Frank Iero.

"You can look now" he says and I turn to see him wearing a totoro onesie and laid on his bed with a DIARY?! in his hands. "Whatever loser!" I snap.

After we have both changed and ready for bed it was 10 pm. Both of us sit on our laptops. Time for hours of tumbler fun until the dork falls asleep and I can read that diary.

Don't judge me. I saw where he stored it and I'm gonna read it. Obviously. I'm not nice so might as well read his dorky diary.

Ok so this was a short chapter but I wanted to upload since someone actually read this and out it in a reading list which is only a small achievement but it makes me really happy so yeaaaaaa x
-Chloe