No More Golden Days

Chapter 4

Dan's pov.......

It was an early Wednesday morning as I woke up. For some reason, I felt more depressed than I have been in a while, but I still had to go to school so I could at least graduate. I climb out of bed and check my phone, something from instagram popped up. I open my phone and check what it is. Once I saw it I had to hold tears back, I chucked my phone on the bed. It was a picture of me with HOMO written across my forehead and a picture of my mom, photoshopped in, holding a thing of beer, throwing up. She had a label above her saying, "Fucking depressed druggie, and her messed up son, who was probs a mistake cause she's so drunk."

I let the tears fall, until another notification popped up, who knows what this one will be? I open it because i'm curious. Now i'm screwed. It was of me and phil this time, only we were photoshopped making out with "Fag" written above our heads. Great, now Phil's brought into this mess. I had to fix this because I didn't want Phil to feel like it was his fault, because instead of his, it was mine.

I pack my bag, get dressed, and check for my mom. Still not here. I head out the door, running down the sidewalk towards the school, mainly because I was late.

I arrive and everyone is looking at me. I burst through the front doors and I can see Phil standing at his locker with his group of friends. Phil looks up and finds me, but I had to get my point across, so I march down the hallway scouting for Jason, the one who probably did this. I mean it was posted on his instagram. I look around until I find him, alone at his locker, it was my time to strike. I could hear someone approaching behind me, it was Phil and his friend, PJ. He probably knew I was tense with the way I was rushing, but right now I had to do something because Jason wasn't getting away with this, especially with Phil involved. I turn around and there he is, looking at me from his locker, I walk up swiftly and strike him right across the face so hard it caused him to drop his books.

Now everyone stopped what they were doing, and were looking at the scene unfolding in front of them. Jason looks me in the eye, with heat filled eyes and his fist forming, he comes at me but I kick his leg so he folds and falls on the ground holding his shin groaning and almost yelling out. He stands back up and strikes at me, hitting my jaw. I duck at his next punch before he could hit me. Suddenly, the fight ended as fast as it started, with someone gripping Jason's shoulders and me wanting to pounce at him but whoever had me was stronger. I turn around and find PJ standing there looking at me in fear. I give him a look of disgust and walk around him, skimming his shoulder then continuing down the hall, as everyone had made a path so they wouldn't interfere with me.

I look up to see Phil staring at me from behind. I couldn't face up to him right now, after what I got him into. I just had to get out of here. I make my way to the front doors and grab my bag, which was right where I left it. I rush through the courtyard and down the path, through the gates. Then I start to run.

Phil's pov.......

I was in shock. I never thought Dan would be the one to strike back, always someone else. I give him credit for having the wits to stand up to Jason but I have no idea why he did it. Everyone had found me within the crowd and all eyes were laid on me. I start to worry what was happening, but PJ yanked me away from my thoughts and he led me down to homeroom.

"Why were they all looking at me like that?"

more kids file into the room and take their seats, staring and laughing. PJ pulls out his phone and pulls something up, he hands the phone over and I can feel tears welling in my eyes. I hand the phone back to PJ.

"Why didn't you show me this earlier?"

PJ sits there in dead silence.

"I didn't want you to be upset"