Prom Queen | phan au |

Crush- Tessa Violet

PHIL'S POV

It's 7 am and its already a crappy day.

To start, my alarm didn't go off at it's normal time (4:30) so I couldn't do my morning workout.

Then, after I was already running late, I couldn't find my black skinny jeans. Any of them. Out of 15 pairs you would think I would be able to at least find ONE. But nope, they're all soaking wet in the washer. So I had to wear blue jeans. Why do blue jeans exist? Or, better question, why do I own a pair?

Where was I? Oh yeah, my terrible morning. After I got dressed- a white tee shirt, blue jeans *shudders* and my varsity jacket- I made my way out to my car.

Now normally my car is my baby, and I would do anything for her, but today. Today out of ALL days she had to breakdown on me.

And this wouldnt be a problem if my best friend,Chris, was able to give me a ride. But guess who's on vacation in Florida and won't be back til tomorrow? I'll give you a hint: his names Chris.

So. Now I'm running- literally running- to school, hoping that the attendance lady will feel bad for me..or recognize me as the quarterback and let me slide.

In the distance I hear the annoying sound of a bell go off and I groan to myself, slowing my speed to a walk. Theres no use in running now, I'm already late. I shove my hands in my jacket pockets and shake my head. If I wasn't up binge watching The Umbrella Academy last night, I wouldnt have forgotten to set my alarm. The things I do for Gerard Way.

Behind me I start to hear the steady click click click of heels, and I start to tense up, what if it's the principal?. "Please dont be Mrs. Ramsey. Please don't be Mrs. Ramsey," I mutter as I start to speed walk to the office doors. I look in the reflection of the glass door and my heart skips at least a million beats. It's Daniel Howell. (Why tf did I just cringe. Kms) I pull the door back and hold it open, motioning for him to walk in front of me.

"Thank you so much, have a nice day!" He says to me, while pinching my cheek. And my heart leaps out my chest. I'm pretty sure it would jump into his hands if he held them out long enough for it to happen.

My cheeks start to burn as I smile and tell him to have a good day as well, while watching him walk into the building to the front desk. Not being able to stop myself from noticing the way his butt looks in the tight skirt he's wearing, or how he slightly wobbles from the height of the heels on his feet.

Damn. This boy doesn't even know my name and he has me so fucking whipped.

I dont know when it started happening, before or after he started wearing skirts and heels, but I know that if he looked at me with a slight chance that he may like me- I'd be on my knees begging him to let me take him out.

I trail into the building behind him and head to the attendance office with my heart still racing from the brief conversation I had with Dan. I reach up to my cheek and realize that I've been smiling like an idiot the whole time, I'm sure its not going away anytime soon.

"Good morning, Mr. Lester. Late again, huh? What's the excuse now?" Ms. Wiley- the attendance lady- asks me, without a hint of sympathy on her face.

"Good morning, Ms. Wiley! How are you today? The sun feels so nice when it's not hidden from the clouds, doesnt it?" I say to her with a wide smile, trying to by time from the inevitable. She doesn't give in.
" my car wouldnt start this morning, so I had to walk..well...run then walk...yeah" I sigh.

Shes already writing my name on a pink detention slip, I groan as she hands it to me and she smirks. "Maybe if you would be responsible this wouldnt happen, Phillip."

I nod and walk out of her office with my head down, before colliding with somebody causing them to fall.

"Oh my God. I'm so so sorry, I wasnt paying attention and I didnt even see you there." I say bending down and helping the person up, "seriously I am so sorry I'm such a klutz I dont know how I play sports I-"

"It's fine! I'm like a baby giraffe in these heels anyways, I dont know what I was thinking wearing them to school." The person laughs and I freeze.

Of fucking course I knock over the person I like today. Of course.

I look up at Dan and his face is bright red, why is he red? "Oh..well..I dont know much about heels, but I'm sure I couldn't wear them. I dont have balance with tennis shoes, I damn sure wouldve have it in heels....but they looks great on you," I say absentmindedly.

His face turns even redder- if thats possible- and he smiles. "Thank you...well..I better get going. My first period teacher is a real bitch...but uhm...here!" He says, shoving a paper into my chest then turning to walk away.

I watch him leave, before looking down at the lavender sheet that my hand is holding to my chest.

"Vote Daniel Howell for  Prom Queen 2019," I read out loud, as my phone vibrates in my pocket.

I pull it out to see a message from PJ, the editor of the school newspaper and another friend of mine.
Pee Jay👨‍💻:Hey, I'm trying to get a grasp of all the guys running for prom king so I can write about it in the paper. U still down?
I look back at the lavender paper in my hand and smile before responding to PJ's text.
Phillay🐠:Yeah, why not right? Lmao C u @ lunch

Hopefully this works, because prom queen and king go together right? That's like a stereotype, and then that means that I would be able to slow dance with Dan and then we co-

"LESTER! GET TO CLASS!!"
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YeET! First chapterino is done broskis!! Wow okay lemme stop, anyways yeah! So that was chapter 1 of Prom Queen!!
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So yeah, have a good day/ night sweets!!