Misguided outcomes(Phan)

Chapter 1

A/N: So this is a new phanfic I'm working on and also the first fic on this account. It probably won't be that good as I need to get back into writing but hope you like it anyway. Also, sorry this chapter is so short, I wrote it when I was on my own at school and I just needed to start off with some info on Phil so here we go!

Phil's POV:

I looked up at the doors of my new school. I'd been expelled from my last school for getting into too many fights and being a 'disruption' , what does that even mean?! Anyway, I guess I should tell you something about myself; my name is Philip but Phil is good for me, I'm 16, my birthday is on July 21st and the thing I hate about myself the most...I'm gay. I know what you're thinking, that I'm a gross, worthless faggot right? Well it's true. That is why I was involved in a lot of fights; it's not my fault people liked using me as a punching bag! Actually, scrap that, it's my fault for being me.

Oh, did I forget to mention the fact thay I'm an orphan? Yeah, I've been living on my owm without a family since I was 14. I've never told anyone but then again, I've had no friends to tell; who would want to be friends with an idiot like me? That's right, no one in their right mind.

Anyway, my parents died in a car crash almost 2 years ago, in a rush to get home on my 14th birthday after work...I've blamed myself ever since.

As soon as I walked into the school, I knew I had to avoid all eye contact.

Just stay invisible and you'll be fine

I looked at my map and tried to get to my first class when all of a sudden I tripped into this huge, muscular guy, oh was I done for!

I tried to make a run for it but he grabbed me by the collar and thre me inti a huge group of guys just like him.

"New kid are ya? You see we don't like people who try to mess with us and just incase you are one of these, I guess we'll have to teach you the rules around here, don't you guys?"

All of the guys joined in agreement except for one. This one guy was just standing in the back with a slight look of sympathy in his eye.

Before I could pay any more attention to him, my head was thrown against a locker and I crashed to the floor and it all went black with a sweet angelic voice pleading me to be alright.