~PHIL'S POV~
Oh. My. God. What have I done? He could be anywhere right now, he could be hurt, he could be dead. I can't believe this. I hold my head in my hands. How could I be such an idiot? I wanted him to embrace my hand in his, but no. I had to pull away. I had to ruin everything. I loved Dan. And he loved me. But he had no idea how I felt.
I was worried. So worried. He seemed the sort of guy to take theese things too far. I was scared. What was he doing? Where had he gone? Had he run home? Unsure of where else to go, home is always the best option. Was he alone? Did his parents work?
The piercing sound of the school bell rings in my ears. I swing my bag over my head, so it rests on my left shoulder. I walk back inside the dull building through the same door we took out.
History.
I pull my timetable out of my pocket, I decided it would be easier to access that way. Room 54. That must be somewhere at the end of the school, it isn't that big. At every turning in a corridor there is a sign nailed to the wall with room numbers and arrows printed onto it in a deep lilac colour. I follow the signs until I reach a plain blue door with a slightly tinted window running down one side of it, the room number printed on in a large font in a light shade of red.
I que up outside the door where a group of famaliar looking students at school are stood. There are a few faces I don't recognise from my previous classes and some that are missing, I guess there are different sets for every class in this school.
"Hey you!"
A rather large looking boy had appeared behind me.
"I'm sorry" I say, "Are you talking to me?"
"Of course I am idiot", He sneered, I didn't like this guy already and he'd only spoken a few words to me. "I saw you hanging around with the faggot at break"
"The faggot? Don't you mean Dan?" I reply, anger slowly rising up inside me.
"Yes I mean Dan, I saw him make a move on you. He's such a queer"
"Shut up, you immature bastard!" I'm suprised at myself, I hardly ever swear, especially not out loud. "Don't talk about him like that, he's a much better person than you and I don't care if he's gay or not, he's still a person. Nothing is wrong with people who like the same sex, so grow up." I'm actually quite impressed with myself, and flashing a small smirk I turn away and walk into the classroom.
~DAN'S POV~
"No" I say, sharply. "I'm not moving".
"Please Dan, I just want you to be safe."
"I'm not going to be safe anywhere am I?!" I shout at her, "Every school I've ever been to has bullied me, so how is this one going to be any better?!"
"What's the real reason Dan? We don't even know why you're being bullied, what aren't you telling us?" She sounds surprisingly calm.
"I've told you everything, Mum" I lie, they don't know my secrets, but I am scared they will find out. "Everyone just hates me, I'm an unlikeable person, I'm called a goth, a freak."
"It's because you're better than them, you're smarter than them and they won't take it, when they become more mature like you, they'll stop, I promise." With that she walks away.
Yeah right. They'll never leave me alone, my whole life will be justlike this, every day, of every month, of every year.
Phil. The name is constantly running through my mind, bouncing off the sides of my skull.
I have to see him again.
