The one (a phan fiction)

Chapter 1-Alone

Dans POV(flashback)

I was walking alone, like always, my heavy, depressed lungs heaved in my chest and I wiped my bloodshot eyes from the tears of  my eternal cry for help.

I walked into my hell, that most people called highschool and got ready for my torture to carry on  for yet another day.

I got into my registration class and sat at the back of the class, were I belonged, were no one could see me. 

To my surprise a pale skinned boy with raven black hair walked into the room , he was tall and slender and dressed in black jeans and a vibrant red shirt. He had piercing  blue eyes and a big green rucksack on his back.  He was new and she had a warming smile, I smiled back, almost forgetting my miserable life for a minute, then we broke eye contact and I was brought back down to the miserable planet called earth.

After registration I was on my way to pre-algebra when I felt an ice cold hand grip my "my chemicle romance" hoodie that acted like a sftey blanket to me, I turned around to see the boy gripping my arm tightly, I looked at my arm and back up at him signaling him to stop grabbing me, he did and his eyes met mine.

"Hey, my names Phil, i'm new and don't know where any if my classes are, could you show me? "He asked as he shoved his school timetable into my hands, he pointed at the class he had and asked where it was.

"Oh sure, its the same as my class, follow me" I told him, "I'm Dan by the way"

I took him to the same class as me and  we both slumped into our uncomfortable grey school chairs.  I was thinking to myself about Phil.

I showed him to a class, but  surely he didn't think it meant we were friends, right?  I'm supposed to be alone I'm worthless, I don't  deserve friends

I was snapped out of my day dream by the irritating sound of he school bell, the ring stung in my ear.  I knew it was time to be released into the icey cold prison that was my hall way.

"Oi, loner, get over here" a boy called over to me, his name was Scott and he was the main bully at my school, I was his faverout apple to take a bite out of, he did it so frequently that he had eaten the flesh and I was turning into the apple core, that everyone disregarded and that nobody cared about.  I walked away from Scott and tried to ignore him.

"Oi, mongol! Listen to me " Scott shouted from behind me.  I ignored him and walked to he cafeteria to get some juice for snack.

I sat alone at break underneath a tree, drawing a skull with spikey vines wrapping around it, it was me, I was the skull wrapped in an icey cage of social constructs, the spikes are the people, that stab into my sides whenever i try to do anything right.

My daydream was broken by a tall slender figure that came and sat next to me under the tree.

"Hey, its Phil again, sorry for creeping up on you, its just I dont have any friends and you are the only person that talked to me" he laughed.

"Oh hey" i said to him "its okay, no on talks to me either, I wouldn't advise you to be my friend I come with alot of problems " I told him.

"Oh don't be like that, I'm sure we will be fine, you seem nice enough" he told me, I liked the sound of that, it made me feel special. 

We began talking and he told me about his parents, were he grew up, and I told him the same, I missed some of the boring stuff from my life and some of the things that were a little to personal and a little bit deep.  We acctually got on  really well and had alot in common.

Not much happened  for the rest of  the day, I just went to classes and eat lunch with phil, got pushed around a bit by Scott, but in general it was a good day.