the lesson eventually came to an end, meaning my painting would just be progress for now. i really like my idea. a lot. and i'm glad i finally like something that i'm doing.
i walk down the corridor filled with teens trying to secretly smoke or some kids pashing each other. i slowly become- jealous.
yes, i haven't had an attraction to someone since, forever, really. but ever since i saw phil lesters gorgeous smile, his bright blue eyes and ebony black hair- things have seemed to change.
the people around me are all in love. they're all happy.
well, as far as i know, anyway.
my mind instantly clicks onto something else as the boy- the perfect boy comes into view.
"dan, dan howell? right?" he cocks his head, slightly furrowing his eyebrows and placing a wide grin on his face.
"yes, that's me! phil lester, i'm pretty sure" i smile back.
"y-yes, that's correct" he looks down and back up, his gaze facing to my deep brown eyes.
"so, uh, where do you sit?" he asks as we all walk into the cafeteria.
"just over there" i point in the direction of table in which pj was seated at.
phil followed me to the almost empty table, sitting down next to me when we reached it.
"hi i'm pj" pj smiled, gesturing for a handshake. phil obliged.
"phil. phil lester" phil smiled.
"so, how's your first couple of hours been at the school? i know it may not look too flash yet, but you'll get used to the dull boring hallways and the filthy janitors closets" pj smiled, phil chuckling at the statement.
"it's been, alright, and filthy janitors closets? how, odd" phil smiled, picking up a chicken nugget off of his tray.
i looked at pj, leading to a wink from him.
"fuck off" i mouthed.
i can't say i'm in love with phil. not yet. it wouldn't be right. i've only known him for a few hours.
but in those few hours, i've felt a weird feeling.
it's a feeling i haven't felt since year 8, when i had a crush on that girl, melanie.
i wonder what happened to her, actually.
but it's a feeling of, lust.
it's a happy feeling, don't get me wrong, but i don't know if like it- yet.
i'll figure it out and come to my senses soon.
until then, i'll just admire the beauty of phil lester.
the perfect masterpiece.
⚡️
am back hA
ily
bai
