Payton is 13, when she was 2 her parents died and she ended up in an orphanage. the orphanage was horrible and she dreamed of escaping or leaving one day. that day arrives when two people arrive, one who has black hair and one who has brown hair.
This is three weeks later and Payton has been accepted to the school she wanted to go to.
I wake up at six this morning, as I have school today. I walk upstairs and Dan's making breakfast in the kitchen and Phil's still in bed. Dan hands me a bowl of Phil's cerial and mimes to not tell Phil we stole it. Phil steals Dan's cerial all the time. I eat it and then head back into my bedroom to get changed, Dan picked up my uniform the other day and it has been sitting on my desk chair ever since. I get it on and try to brush my hair. I put my glasses and shoes on and Chuck my new bag over my shoulder.
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I walk upstairs and Dan looks a bit worried. I reassure him that I will be fine and he has nothing to worry about. Then I knock on Phil's bedroom door. Surprisingly he is awake and he looks very proud. I hug him and say bye. Then I meet Dan by the front door and we get in his car.
"Bye Payton, and remember if anything bad happens call me and I will pick you up straight away." Dan warns.
"Dan, don't worry." I say giving him a hug and getting out of the car.
"Bye." I add.
I walk into the school and Dan drives away as soon as I'm in the school gates. I walk through to reception and see a familiar face sitting nervously in a chair.
"Keenan?" I ask.
The face looks up and smiles.
"Payton omg." He says he stands up and hugs me.
The head teacher walks out and we follow him to our class, he hands us our time tables and we walk into our first class.
We are earlier then everyone else, so we sit in the two spare sits left, which are next to eachother. The teach explains to us that the other students are in there mentor groups and will be in, in a minute.
The other students walk in and stare at me and Keenan. A brown haired by sits next to me and a red haired girl sits next to him.
"So today class we have two new students, would you like to stand up and say your names." The teacher explains.
"Hi I'm Keenan Andrews and I am 13." Says Keenan.
"And I'm Payton-" I begin but get scared to say my last name.
"Can you say my last name when you do the register please?", I ask and the teacher nods.
"Why are you scared to say your last name?" Keenan whispers to me.
"I don't wanna get bombarded by the Phandom." I whisper back.
"Keenan Andrews?" The teacher asks.
"Here sir." Keenan replies.
"Oh I understand, so you don't want people to know that phan is real." Keenan whispers.
"Correct. Because that's what Dan and Phil want." I whisper back.
"Payton Howell?" The teacher asks.
"Here." I say.
Phew Dan changed the surname. But that still doesn't stop some people gasping and staring at me. The boy next to me turns around and faces me.
"Are you related to Dan Howell?" He asks.
"Yes, I'm his adopted daughter." I reply.
"OMG OMG! So is like phan real?"He asks.
"Please keep it a secret." I say.
He nods.
"Oh my names Layton by the way, our names sound the same." He says.
"Yeah I guess they do. Accept our surnames." I say.
"Oh mine is double barreled." He says.
"Same, the teacher only said half of my surname, my surname is actually Howell-Lester." I say.
"OMG!" He yells.
"Shh." I say.
The teacher draws us back to the lesson and the rest of the lesson flies by.
