Grim Reaper // phan

Three

  The next morning, Dan rolled out of bed at 6 am, already agitated that he had to wake up so early just to go and deal with teenage drama and teacher bullshit. He mumbled all the time it took to get ready and muttered all the way to the school. It didn't improve his mood at all seeing the tall building, other teens and teachers streaming through the front gates.

  Dan grabbed his bag off the seat next to him after he had parked his car, and reluctantly opened the door, stepping out into the cold September air. Dammit, why was it so cold?

  Inside, it was warmer, but the crowds of people flooding the halls just irritated Dan even further. It took all he had not to just shove people out of the way and just push through them. It felt like hours before Dan finally reached his locker, and he opened it hurriedly, stuffing his jacket and bag inside and grabbing the books he'd need for his first class, English.  

  This would be Dan's first look at Phil, his subject. The file hadn't contained a photo, all he knew was that the guy had black hair and blue eyes. Of course, that could be any number of guys in this damn school, but the Highers had said that he would know when he saw him. Some kind of Reaper reaction to In Betweens.

  Dan approached the classroom that was printed on his schedule. Looking through the class window, he saw that it was quite large and full of desks, that were being completely ignored by the thirty or so kids also inside. They were all talking loudly and laughing, yelling across the room to one another. Why couldn't they just be quiet? This is why he hated contact with other people, they just were too noisy.

  There didn't seem to be a teacher, or any kind of adult in there, and that always meant trouble. Dan sighed, pulling the door open and stepping inside. No one even glanced his way, and he was glad because he didn't feel like being 'the new kid' that everyone stared at and whispered about.

  He spotted Philli- er, Phil, immediately. He was sitting all the way in the back, his face buried in a book, and as soon as Dan laid eyes on him, he felt his stomach turn, not in bad way, just in a weird, funny way.

  There was an empty seat next to him, so Dan hurried over and sat down in it. Phil didn't even glance up from the pages in front of him.

  Dan coughed, all cliche like, and Phil finally tore himself from the fantasy world of the book and turned his attention to the boy next to him.

  And Jesus Christ, Dan almost melted. The boy was attractive, he couldn't deny that. His hair was very dark and soft looking, falling into his face. His eyes were blue, so very blue, and Dan couldn't help but feel self conscious about his boring old brown eyes. His skin was pale, almost sallow, but it suited him, made him even more, dare he think, sexy.

  Phil really had it going on, and Dan wouldn't mind having a piece of that. Fuck, what was he thinking?

  Clearing his head of these thoughts, Dan smiled politely at the boy next to him, who also smiled but with a light blush spreading across his cheeks. That was adorable, no way it couldn't be.

  "Hey there. I'm Dan, I'm, uh, new here, thought I'd say hi. Maybe make some friends." Dan said. Phil blushed even deeper, fiddling with the edges of his book.

  "Hi. I'm Phil." he said quietly. "Welcome, and all that." His voice was sarcastic but still soft and nervous. Dan laughed and held out his hand, which Phil shook hesitantly.

  "So, I was wondering if maybe you could help me out? I just, I don't know where any of my classes are, so." And that was true, he would be completely lost if he didn't have someone to help him. The map he had been given was useless.

  "Uh, yeah. Could I, see your schedule?" Dan reached into his bag and pulled out the folded piece of paper that contained his classes, handing it to Phil. He unfolded it, his eyes widening before a smile passed over his face. "We have all the same classes." he exclaimed. Dan pretended to be surprised.