The Beggining

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Dan

"Grab some breakfast on the way out!", my mum shouts with a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

It's my first day at my new school, and to be honest, I feel exactly the same as my mum. I should probably explain a few things:

Firstly - hi, I'm dan; short for Daniel Howell. I'm a 15 year old boy, and gay.

Now that that's out of the way you may be wondering why a 15 year old is going to a 'new school'... Well I recently moved out of our old house, where I lived with my little brother, mum and dad. Sounds like a nice, happy story so far, doesn't it? Well that's the last time I experienced 'nice and happy', I don't even know what those words mean anymore.

About 6 months ago, my mum and dad started fighting, not the little arguments couples bicker over every so often, oh noo! There was swearing and bruises and tears and cuts. This went on for a while, until they couldn't stand each other and went their own separate ways- my dad stayed with my little brother, and my mum and I moved away, far far away. And as upset as I am, in a way I'm kinda glad we left, because the constant arguing really got to me. I would lock myself in my room at midnight, hearing nothing else but the sound of my parents swearing at each other in the loudest possible tone, and I would wish for it all to just stop. In fact, at one point it did all just stop, but not in a good way, I mean it literally all stopped. When I just couldn't take it anymore, I did the thing in my life that I most regret. It went straight past self harming to solvent abuse.

I was found in the toilet, unconscious on the floor grasping onto a bottle of bleach. I was in hospital for the next week. And after that my parents felt guilty for what happened to me and thought they were responsible for it, which they were, and that's when the enrolled for a divorce statement...

And that pretty much explains the whole new school thing.

I'm running late so i just grab a breakfast bar and swing my bag around one shoulder before heading out the door.

After a 5 minute walk, I finally get to the bus stop. I know that doesn't sound like much, but then again I'm not the fittest person.

I wait another few minutes and then I see the bus pull up.

Phil

Uh! Another day at school. The same trashy bus; the same loud children squealing at the top of the voices; the same bitchy girls gossiping about how this one girl wore a skirt that was just above the appropriate mid-thigh length and now she's a whore; and the same group of 15 year old boys talking about the same girl with the short skirt and how apparently you could see her arse.

I on the other hand, choose to ignore all this uneccesary banter and space out by listening to muse on my ipod whilst staring out the window.

"Oi Phil!", someone shouts as I see a ball flying towards me. I catch it and toss it back.

"Thanks mate!", says zack ( a sporty, popular lad in the year below me) as he catches the ball and almost instantaneously gets engaged into another conversation with his group of friends.

I'm not one of the popular kids, I'm just sort of in that middle ground where I'm sort of aquaintances with all the popular kids and they occasionaly talk to me and stuff, but I'm not really popular. I mean I could be if I wanted to, but I guess I just choose not to - it's too mainstream.

"Phil, my friend Hannah fancies you", comments Stacey, who's in year 10 so 2 years younger than me and is practically the queen bee of her clique. I turn round slightly to see Hannah looking at the floor smiling to herself.

I just give Stacey my 'I'm pretending to look like I give a shit about what you just said but please stop nagging me' smile.

Jesus! Everyone knows I'm gay, but I still get shy, young girls coming up to me every other day. It gets quite annoying to be honest!

But i just ignore it and go back to muse
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A/N

That was that first ever chapter of my first ever fan fic. So cray cray!

It wasn't too long, but I'm only just starting out. I'll try and progress little by little. #babysteps

Anyway, if you liked the first chapter and are looking forward for more to come then lemme know

(Btw- sorry for any typos)

Thanks for reading <3

-Amy x


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