School

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"Yes, I want a schedule change!" Dan confirmed at the counselor's office. They were in there for what seems forever, and the counselor has got him on his very last nerve.

"Would you mind telling us why Daniel?" The counsel asked. Dan rolled his eyes.

"Because I hate Art, and would like study hall." He explained in a bitter tone.

She nodded. "Okay! It's an easy switch since there's study hall during your Art period, so just go there and I'll email the teachers." The counselor smiled, signaling to leave.

Finally. Dan thought.

"Thank you." He smiled, trying to be polite, and he left the office and into the hall as fast as he could. It was the middle of second period, which was was English for Dan, and the teacher loved him anyway, so Dan decided to just wander around the school halls instead of going to class.

It wasn't long until the bell rang, and like animals the students rushed out of there classes as if it was the last day of school. The halls were crowded and Dan pondered if he should take the shortcut like he did yesterday, he run into Phil again, but after careful consideration, he decided not to. But their was a little part of him that almost wanted to go in the hallway, just to see if Phil was in the hallway, but that little part was pushed back and swallowed. SO he wandered until third period, which was Pre-Calculus. The class waited for their drunk teacher to come in with a bottle of 'water', and right now all Dan wants is

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Dan was on his way to his study hall period, he was actually semi-excited. He just wanted to finish his homework and listen to music. He walked in and sat in the back corner, the teacher came by and confirmed that he was Daniel Howell, then he put in his earphones. The music drowned out every single one of Dan's senses, someone could bag him, and kidnap him, and chances are Dan wouldn't know. Therefore he had no idea Phillip Lester sat next to him, until Phil nudged him. Dan turned his head and saw him, then he groaned loudly.

"Well then. Tell me how you really feel!" Phil laughed.

"Phillip, please." Dan rolled his eyes.

"Wow already beg-" Phil was cut off by being pushed off his chair, Dan couldn't help but chuckle, slightly proud of himself. Phil scoffed and whispered 'rude' as he picked up his chair and sat in it again. "You're not nice." Phil stated.

"Yeah good job, Einstein. Jesus Christ." Dan rolled his eyes.

"Sarcasm doesn't suit you."

"And breathing doesn't suit you."

"DAMN DANIEL BACK AT IT AGAIN-"

"Stop, before I murder you."

"You couldn't kill me. " Phil stated.

"Don't question my abilities." Dan replied slyly, getting up and sitting at different table, playing his music, and dozing off, until the bell rang. The rest of his day was according to schedule, boring, boring, boring, notes, homework, boring, boring, boring. After school Dan walked home, to avoid all possibilities of the seeing Phil Lester.

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Short chapter and I was going to write more but I like how it ended. Sorry.

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