Killing me softly

1-new school, new you

Phil Lester and dan Howell were like fire to ice, bad for each other in every way.
Everyone knew who Phil Lester was, they knew about his family and his friends-well you couldn't really call them friends could you? Minions maybe. Everything Phil does, he makes sure that nobody will forget it.
All i can say is, count yourself lucky he doesn't destroy you completely.

Phil isn't your typical bad boy, he doesn't walk around school bullying everyone for no reason, he's nice to teachers-sometimes. If you didn't know who he was you might just make the wrong move.
What was Phil Lester's goal in life? What did he want to get from all of this?. Nobody knew. They only know what he's done but never truly why.

Dan howell.

I internally groaned as i walked up to the massive building, this was not going to be fun. No more of that 'new school, new you' shit.
Moving school twice in the space of 6 months isn't a whole lot of fun but, i don't mind, the only reason i moved school is because of dads work. He's a primary school teacher so that means he's busy a lot of the time. When i was younger he always made sure i got the best out of life, teaching me fancy English words and reading to me every night, we were always so close since mum left we were all we had.

I had no clue where i was going, i walked into the school confused hoping i could find a teacher or staff-anyone who wouldn't laugh at me for not know this place. I set my heavy bag down on a table in the hall which was conveniently right beside the door. Just as i was taking out my phone i heard someone talking. I looked up to see a short boy with pale skin and green pastel hair "hello! You must be new here" he said in a questioning tone "yeah, my name is dan" he smiled "I'm Tyler, i can show you around if you want?" I let out a breath of relief that he would show me around "okay!" I smiled as we walked down the hall.

"Okay things you need to know, don't be late for Mr Mags class-he will lose his shit, don't talk back to any of the P.E teachers, they are psychos, if you're doing science and you have mr mc Grayson change class immediately if you don't want to fail and finally, Don't mess with Phil Lester" I definitely wasn't going to remember any of that but at least while he was talking i could have a proper look around as we walked.

"Whats your timetable like??" Tyler asked as we sat on a window ledge "I'll show you"

Monday:: double maths-english-lunch-french-biology-history-lunch-biology-double music

Tuesday:: history-english-math-lunch-double French-art-lunch-biology-business-tut

Wednesday:: double business-maths--lunch-english-social ed-history-lunch-religion-french-music

Thursday:: double biology-religion-lunch-double art-english-lunch-double music-french

Friday:: english-french-religion-lunch-history-double biology-lunch- business-double P.E

That was a pretty awful schedule but i had to deal with it "thats awful" i nodded "it could be worse" he laughed "yeah..anyways classes start in 5 minutes so you should probably go see the principal now, ill take you there" "thank you"

I had my books and locker sorted so now i was on the way to religion as id missed my first 2 classes.

I walked down to the back of the room sitting in the seat closest to the wall so I didn't attract any bad attention. I took out my books and everyone sat down "hello class good to see you back after summer, or should i say good to see me" silence. Nobody laughed at his terrible joke, he sighed "okay, im aware we have a new student here, Dan howell" he pointed at me and i wanted to disappear "he was an A student in his last school so i expect good things" he sat down at his desk and i lay my head on the table-this was great. I would now be know as a nerd

"Now a split in christ-" the teacher was interrupted by the door opening and a tall black haired boy walked in "Mr Lester why are you late" "i was getting my books" the teacher rolled his eyes "sit down" i looked around noticing there was no places to sit accept for beside me. I moved my stuff off his side and continued with the assigned questions.

The smell of cigarettes from that guy made me feel sick as I tried to focus on my work. I was in the middle of the last question when the bell went "page 17 questions 1-8 for homework!" The teacher shouted as people left.

It was lunch now and I didn't know what to do, i had no friends and I didn't want to look like a loner. Instead of making friends I stood at my locker for 15 minutes pretending i was cleaning it.

"Did you see the new guy!?" I heard someone saying from the other side of the lockers-i assumed it was me they were talking about. I walked to the end of the lockers so the wouldn't see me listening "yeah he seems..weird" "have you talked to him??" "No but i seen him walking around with Tyler this morning" "well if that doesn't say loser then I don't know what does" they burst out laughing and i felt anger shoot through me, i am not letting myself be bullied again.

I was going to go over and say something but I didn't want to be the guy who eavesdrops and picks fights. I locked my locker, grabbed my bag and went to my history class.

I walked into my history class after spending 10 minutes trying to find it and the teacher didn't look impressed "what do you think you're doing?" She said clearly pissed "um sorry im new here I couldn't find the class" she sighed "this will not be tolerated in future now sit beside..mark" i looked around confused and a tall slightly Asian guy waved at me. He looked friendly but maybe not someone i want to met in a dark alley. I sat down taking out my books and opening my copy "page 12" mark whispered and I quietly thanked him.

"So where are you from??" Mark asked as i was writing down notes, i noticed his thick American accent "wokingham, you??" I didn't think it was necessary to ask where he was from but i was being polite "America! This school seems to have a very diverse amount of people" "cool! And I haven't really noticed" i said just being honest, he nodded in response.

Just as we were talking about some dumb game the guy in front of us turned around "mark, did ya hear what Phil did to Chris this morning??" I should be questioning what happened but i was more occupied with his cute Irish accent "No, what happened!?" Mark replied "Chris tried to stand up to him, I'm sure you can imagine how that went" mark shook his head "Phil is seriously twisted" jack nodded and i sat there confused "who is Phil??" They looked at me shocked "i guess you could say he's the school bad boy but that doesn't seem to fit how bad he actually is, he has ruined lives, drove people to suicide, some say he even nearly killed a person once-just because he looked at him wrong" i was lost for words "he sounds terrifying" "he is, be careful what you say to him because he might just ruin everything for you" i wanted to say something along the lines of 'he doesn't scare me' but i could only say one thing "holy shit"

I was on the way to my biology class when i seen him. Again. His long hair swooping across his face and a look of disgust as his eyes met mine "can i help you?" He asked raising his eyebrow "no-u-um im just trying to fine mr mc graysons class" I stuttered, cursing myself for saying anything "its down there, last class before the stairwell" he pointed down the hall "thank you!" I half smiled, he didn't seem that scary but i knew better than to trust him.

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Heyyy so this is my new trash i hope you enjoy it.