"you okay? you look like you have a lot on your mind." dan asked as we walked to our last period. phil had left to the bathroom.
"so on tuesday.. uhm.. me and phil kissed. i-it was a small peck, though. but i'm so curious. does he like me back? did he like the kiss? will we do it again? ah!!" i groaned. "someone's on their period." dan whistled. "i am?" i panicked. "yeah, i know your dates, honey." dan grinned. i flushed and ran into the girls bathroom, into a stall and screamed internally at the pool of blood in my underwear. "shit." i mumbled.
i walked back out to dan, who handed me new undergarments and a pad/tampon/menstrual cup. "thanks." i whispered and ran back inside, putting the life saver on.
"what could i do without you." i whispered as i walked out. "where were you?" phil asked. he must've not seen me walk out of the bathroom. "lady problems." dan teased. "fuck you~" i smiled. phil looked confused but then realized. "oH."
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"freedom! suck it, nerds!" i flicked the bird and skipped away, to dan's car. we all assembled inside, mark, dan, phil and i.
"who just farted." dan groaned, holding his nose. mark was cracking up back there. "mark!" i yelled, hiding my nose in my shirt. "i'm sorry!" he laughed. phil snorted. "oh, also, dan where's your date going to be with antoine?" i asked. "the carnival." he said, blushing. "awe!" i cooed. "i ship it!! antiel!"
"i love how in every ship dan has to bottom." mark giggled. "well, he's definitely not a top. maybe he's submissive?" (a/n: i'm not fully sure submissive means switch so excuse me) i raises an eyebrow. "oh my lord, stop." dan was flushed red. "ooh~" i teased. he tried to swat me away.
"hey, how about we make it a double date?" phil suggested. "me and (name), mark and sean, and dan and antoine!"
"ohohoh!" dan smirked. "i like this."
"yeah, that'd be awesome!" mark snatched his phone from his pocket and started texting who i assumed to be sean. "sean said yes." he grinned.
"(name), you up for it?" phil asked. "ye-yeah, s-sure." i stuttered. "great! it's a date!" dan pulled up to mark's house. "so do you want me to come and pick you and sean up?" dan questioned. "sure." mark nodded, running inside. next, he drove phil home and parked next door. "okay, we'll be getting ready." we said our goodbyes, and then ran upstairs as fast as we could to get ready.
"what am i going to wear!?" dan practically screeched. "oh! i wanna help!!" i yelled back. "stop yelling!" he responded. "sorry." i giggled awkwardly, rubbing my arm. "okay, let us see your wardrobe and we'll go from there."
took out all of his clothes, which consisted of a shit ton of black skinny jeans, black shirts, a couple bright shirts and some normal white-wash jeans. "oh, i love nirvana!" i pulled out a black nirvana t-shirt. "wanna wear this?"
"hm, lets see other options."
finally, after many trials, we found the perfect shirt. a white shirt with thin black stripes. "okay, now pants."
"oh!!" i pulled out some black jeans with a slim cut in the knee. "ohh, this!" dan nodded. "now some shoes and maybe a jacket."
"okay, pick. your converse, vans, adidas or the black boots you always wear." i lined up the shoes. he picked the sk8-hi vans.
