One Month

Weddings and Dares

Dan's POV

My favorite part of the school day-

Lunch.

It was a warm day so I decided to eat outside.

Lolzor 

Nah, materino, I ate inside.

What is an outside?

But because it was a warm day, most people were outside.

The only people inside were the goths, geeks, punks, and of course, me, clearly the best of the bunch.

So here I am, sat at a table, alone.

Nothing new here really.

Ooohhh!

Actually I got a new flower clown, which, to be fucking honest, I am rocking the hell out of.

The string connecting the flowers is a galaxy pattern and the flowers are purple, pink, and blue.

I'm wearing black skinny jeans, a pastel purple jumper (with sweater paws obvs), and galaxy vans.

Thankfully I have no friends to make an awful reference to that meme.

...

It's a win-lose situation.

Anyway, I'm sitting alone at the table closest to the exit. 

I'm listening to "Youth" by this amazing kid, Troye Sivan

I'm "eating" a slice of pepperoni pizza from the school cafeteria because I over slept and didn't have time to pack a lunch.

It's not my fault I stayed up until 3am re-watching Yuri On Ice for the millionth time.

I blame it on the creators for creating an amazing anime. 

I couldn't watch it in the afternoon because I was too busy doing homework and stressing about a wedding. 

My cousin is getting married in a month to this wonderful women.

They're honestly the cutest, most precious couple in the world.

I'm not worried about them, I'm worried about my wonderful cousin, Ashley.

See, I rarely go outside by choice, and when I do I'm usually alone listening to music and blocking out the rest of the world.

This doesn't go well with trying to get a boyfriend.

Oh, I'm gay btw.

Look, I'm not really looking for a boyfriend right now.

But that's not saying that if a boy I liked asked me out I would say no.

I say asked me out because I'm too awkward to ask anyone out myself.

The problem here isn't that I don't have a boyfriend.

I don't mind being single, the problem is that my sweet cousin Ashley does.

Don't get me wrong, I don't give a flying frock about what the girl thinks.

The only thing I care about is the little bit of sanity I have left.

This girl hates me and will find any reason to make my life a living hell.

She will literally bug me about this until I die.

Think I'm over exaggerating?

When I was six we went to a water park.

Everyone was going to the "big kid" water slide.

I wanted to go on it because everyone else was and I didn't want to be outsider.

Lol, if only six year old Dan could see me now.

After a long time a begging and maybe a little bit of tears (I was a sensitive six year old, okay?), I was finally allowed to go on.

I went on and had a lot of fun.

Then I stood up.

Yeah... I had lost my swimming trunks.

And obviously I wasn't wearing underwear under them because who does? It's weird.

I was so embarrassed that I ran to my mom and started crying while my cousins laughed at me.

And guess what?

My lovely family members got pictures and videos of this spectacular incident.

Ashley still reminds me of it to this day, and not in a teasing way like my parents sometimes do, but in the "Ha, you're a weakling and inferior to me" kinda way.

If I go to the wedding without a date she'll constantly annoy me about it, especially since she got a new, super hot, boyfriend recently. 

I genuinely don't understand how people put up with her. 

I need to figure something out before then.

But, right now I need to worry about school.

Ugh

I turn on my phone to check the time.

11:50

Ten minutes left of lunch.

I see a Wattpad notification for a Viktuuri fanfic and decide to read it.

What else am I going to do for the last few minutes?

As I go to my library the app crashes, taking Troye's beautiful voice with it.

ugh

k i l l m e

I go to Spotify to resume my music but hear something interesting...

"I dare you to.... ask out flower boy and date him for a month."

That voice sounds familiar...Ian? The punk? Why me, but more importantly, who is he talking to?

"And why would I do that?"

Phil

What? He's in my Phys Ed class, obviously I know him.

"Because, one, it's a dare, and two, if you don't...you have to wear pastels for a month,"

I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

"So either date the pastel or become the pastel?"

"Exactly," 

"This could be interesting. It'll be fun to make flower boy fall for me and then break his heart...in front of the whole school."

Dick

"And if I manage to do that, you'll dress in pastels for a month."

"You're on," 

I hear a set of footsteps fade away and another come towards me.

Wait, think Dan, you can use this to your advantage.

What do you need? A date

What does he need? Me

I'm sure he doesn't want to lose this bet, dressing in pastels will hurt his punk pride.

I think I've found a solution.