Destiny in Strings

Unusual

~~Dan's Pov~~

I sat in the back of the art class with my friend Andrew. Students slowly walked in, some looking excited or scared but most looking tired. Andrew and I have known each other since the start of the summer when I moved into the house next to his. Andrew was talking to the person next to him when he turned and stared at someone who walked in, I turned to see Phil, the blue-eyed boy from this morning walking with a boy around the same height with a mess of dirty blonde hair on his head.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" Andrew asked leaning on my table. "Oh-I helped that guy with his locker this morning" I explained. "Oh ya, his name was Phil right?" Andrew questioned. "Ya Phil I think" I turn back to face the front but out of the corner of my eye I see that Andrew was about to say something, but the teacher started before him. I sigh and sit back in my chair, listening to 'Mrs.Annie' talk about being excited or something. She said we were going to go around the room and say something about ourselves. Which was lit-ra-ly the one thing I didn't want to have to do. The boy who walked in with Phil had to go first, and he ended up saying something about 'Kill Bill', whatever that is. Phil's turn was next and he said something about dogs, but I was too busy panicking about what to say to hear him.

By the time it got to my turn, I still hadn't thought of anything. "I-uh-my names Dan Howell and um" I paused trying to think of something, quickly glancing at Andrew who mouthed "you moved here?". I blurted out "I'm from Wokingham". The teacher raised her eyebrows as if she was intrigued. "Oh, when did you move?" she asked. I sighed and answered quickly "this summer." She nodded and continued on, while I went back to only partly listening. After we got through the entire class Mrs.Annie said we could chat amongst ourselves as she wrote a list on the board. I turned to Andrew who was still staring at the front of the class. I went to poke his shoulder but he flinched and grabbed my hand before reaching him.

"Woah wait, what's wrong?" I asked, looking at him. "N-nothing, it's just my pinky...It feels weird..... fUCK" Andrew gritted his teeth as he held onto his finger. "Uh-um" I started to panic slightly, unsure of what to do. "Lets-l-lets go to the teacher," I said, standing up "come on" I grab Andrews arm and help him stand up. We walk past Phil and his friend Garrett when my finger felt like someone tied a little string around it. I winced at the pain but before I could say anything we were at the teacher's desk. She looked up with a confused look on her face "are you boys alright?" she asked warmly. I glanced at Andrew seeing if he wanted to explain, which he did. "I-uh I don't feel well... I feel like I'm gonna pass out" the teachers face turned from a welcoming smile to a serious worried look. She probably thought Andrew was faking but he lit-ra-ly can barely stand on his own.

"Oh god alright, go to the office and tell them to call your parents and If you feel like your going to faint tell.." she paused trying to remember my name "Dan," I said quietly gaining a nod from her. "If you feel like your going to faint tell Dan ok?" Andrew just nodded in response. Just as we went to walk away Mrs.Annie spoke again "Dan when you get him to the office come back for his bag" I smiled and told her I would. With that, Andrew and I were off to the office.

Thankfully Andrew didn't faint while we walked to the office. I left him on a chair in the nurse's office and started walking back to the class to get his stuff. As I turned the corner to the hallway I locked eyes with the guy from this morning, Phil. As I thought of his name the feeling in my finger got tighter, but I ignored it and brought my attention to the boy with the dirty blonde hair whose name I could not think of.

"What are you guys doing?'" I said, breaking the silence. "We could say the say the same to you," Phil said, smiling. "Uh, my friend didn't feel well so I had to bring him to the office" I explained. "Oh, that's what I'm doing," Phil said a little too enthusiastically. I gave him an awkward laugh, turning to the boy with dirty blonde hair who looked even paler than he did when he walked into the classroom earlier. "Do you want me to bring you your bag?" I ask, trying to be nice. "Shit! I forgot your bag" Phil gasped. The boy smiled and shook his head "that would be great..." he paused to try to remember my name. I sigh and tell him my name. "It's Dan." he nodded, then he and Phil started heading off to the office.

Shit! I realized I hadn't asked the guys name. It'll be fine, I'll just ask when I get back to the office. I opened the door to the classroom that was now quiet, everyone still writing down whatever the teacher put on the board. The teacher smiled at me as I walked in. "how is Andrew?" she asked quietly, as I reached for Garrett's bag, starting to put his books into it. "He's fine. He's just waiting for his mum now" I respond, gaining a nod from her. I walk to the back of the classroom where Andrew's and my table were and put his bag on my back, walking towards the classroom door to start heading back to the office. As I walk down the hall my head starts to pound, I walk it off, picking up the pace to get to the office quicker.

When I reach the office, the three of them were talking about something but stopped when they saw me. "Hey, Dan!" Phil called as I closed the office door, smiling and handing the two bags to their rightful owners. "So? Feeling any better guys?" I asked the question directed to Andrew and Phil's friend but Phil responded "feeling great actually!" I let out a breathy laugh "not you, you spork." Phil gave me a pretty fake smile as I turned back to Andrew "still feel shitty but I'll survive." he sighed. "Aha same here" the messy haired boy responded. "What happened?" I questioned the messy haired boy, "Honestly, I don't know." He took a pause rubbing the back of his neck, "First I felt this pain in my right pinky, and then I just felt sick." Andrew nodded like he understood what the messy haired boy was trying to explain. "Y-yeah I felt the same" Andrew commented. I glanced over and saw Phil looking at his hand inquisitively. "That's really weird, isn't it?" I said trying to think of any reason why this would happen. Why would my finger hurt too? Then it hit me. Soulmates.

A/N

Wowie, you made it through another chapter

A+

Anyway the next chapter might be a bit shorter than the first two. I hope that's okay. Aside from that tanks for reading

~Cassy(Fluffy_Howlter)