Chapter 4 - First Day At My School Part 1

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*Kaitlin's POV*

I slowly dragged myself out of bed because someone knocked only door. I pulled the hood to my onesie up so I was full lion. Yeah I have a lion onesie. I dragged my feet as I walked to the door. I opened the door to see Phil stood at the door dressed in his school uniform.

"Can I help you? I was kinda busy." I said

"You can help me by getting dressed for school." Phil said

"I'm not going." I said shutting the door in his face.

I walked back to bed and got under the duvet again. I closed my eyes and started to go back to sleep when something heavy sat on me. I screamed and sat up.

"Get off me Dan!" I yelled

"Who's Dan?" Phil asked

"I don't want to talk about it."

"He's who you left behind isn't he?"

"I said I don't want to talk about it!" I yelled

"I'm sorry." He whispered

"No, Phil. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shouted at you." I said calmly

"Are... Are you bipolar?" Phil asked

"Yeah. But it's my time of month at the minuet."

"Oh." Phil said embarrassed

"Dan used to know when it was the time. He used to come over after school and bring movies and chocolate. We used to sit and eat the chocolate while watching the movies. I miss that."

"I may be no Dan but I could do that with you if you want. I mean of you don't want to that's fine. I understand. I just want to be a good friend to you. I should shut up now."

"Phil that was adorable."

Phil blushed and put his head down.

"Head up babe." I said without thinking.

I always said that to Dan when he was upset and put his head down. I got up and walked into my walk-in wardrobe. I shut the door and got ready fast. I didn't have the right tie or blazer yet so I just wore my old ones. When I walked out Phil stopped me and took my tie off. He then took his own off and tied it where mine previously was. Next he took off his blazer and mine. He put his round me and took my old one to my dad who was out side my door.

"Come on then, Kait." Phil said holding my bag out to me

"Call me Kat." I said taking my bag off him and dragging him out the door.

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