Class Trip (Phan AU)

Chapter 1

Dan's POV:

When I walked into my hotel room I was surprised to find there were already bags on one of the two beds in the room. I was in New York City for a two-week class trip over the summer with 100 or so juniors, not including me. I had specifically stated that I wanted a room to myself -my parents even paid extra for it- so it was a mystery to my why someone else's stuff was in my room. Where was the guy at anyway? I assumed he was a guy considering males and females weren't allowed to room together. I looked around the room, but he was nowhere to be found. The only trace of him was his luggage.

I placed my luggage on the other empty bed, still confused, and went out in the hallway. I was going to look for Mr. Green, the teacher who organized the whole trip and the one who garunteed me that I could room by myself. When I walked out of the door, I was met with the chaos of everyone trying to get to their proper rooms after unloading their stuff off the bus we took from the airport after we flew here from California. I looked down the hallway for mr Green. Thankfully my room was at the end of the hall so I wasn't directly in the middle of everything. When I couldn't find my teacher, I decided to just ask someone where he was. I tapped the closest person to me, a girl carrying what looked like a dozen bags. She turned her head to face me.

"Um hi do-"

"Sorry can't talk right now. If I don't get to a bathroom soon I'm going to piss myself." She rushed off and I was amazed that she never managed to trip once going down the hallway with all of those bags.

"Okay then..." I looked around for anyone else that might be able to help me. I spot one of the female teachers was serving as a chaperone for the trip. I walk up to her and cough to get her attention. She looked kind of intimidating, so I didn't want to risk touching her in case she flipped out on me.

"Hello. Is there something you need?" she said a fake smile on her face.

"Uh yeah. I was just wanting to know where I could find Mr. Green? I need to talk to him."

"He's in his room, which is over there," she pointed to a room that was a little ways down the hall. "Just knock on the door and he should answer you."

"Okay, thanks," I said and walked towards the room she pointed out to me. When I got there I knocked tentatively hoping that I wasn't being a bother or anything. I stood by the door, patiently waiting, but recieved no answer. I knocked again, a little harder this time, "Mr. Green?" I called out.

"Hold on, I'm just setting my suitcases down. Then I'll be right with you."

I nodded, then, realizing that he couldn't see that, said "Okay I'll wait out here." I turned around and leaned against the door letting my head fall back and closing my eyes. I hadn't gotten much sleep the day before we got on the plane, in fact I didn't sleep at all. All the teachers had recommended we get a lot of sleep before the trip because we were going to very busy the whole trip, but of course I didn't listen and ended up pulling an all nighter.

I made myself feel less irresponsible by blaming the black hole that is the internet for bring so addictive.

I attempted to make up for it by sleeping on the plane, but that was extremely difficult considering the plane was full of obnoxiously loud high schoolers. Did their social lives have to ruin my peace?

The noise out in the hallway died down as everyone got situated in their room. It was the first moment of silence I had experienced since the trip started. I felt my eyelids get heavy while I was still leaned up against Mr. Green's door. Lack of sleep took a toll on me and I started to drift off. For some weird reason I began to feel like I was falling. Is that normal when you're falling asleep? It had never happened to me before. I realized that the sense of falling wasn't from me falling asleep when I fell flat on my back in Mr. Green's room.