popular people have secrets as well

Deodorant

Phil's POV

I followed Daniel out of the class and along a wide corridor which was now filled with people.The sound of loud laughter and conversation filled my ears.We turned a few more corners.I followed Daniel into a classroom which was at the end of a corridor,It was quite small,obviously designed for a small class. A french class I think, judging by the serotype call pictures of french people plastered all over the walls, baguettes, hats, stripy tops and all.

Daniel pointed at a chair so I sat down.He looked around the room,mainly at the ceiling corners and finally put his backpack onto a desk.I could only hear the voices of mumbled teachers,teaching students and mine and Daniel's breathing.He sat himself on the desk and looked at me,waiting for me to speak "This is our class?" I said confused.He looked at me again and smiled slightly "Have you got any spray?" He asked me.I looked at him confused "Spray? As in deodorant?" I asked as he side smiled,looking away from me.I felt stupid.I looked at the floor and shrugged my shoulders.He looked at me again still smiling "I stink of smoke, if you have some spray,or deodorant as you call it that would be great if I could use it" He said.He stopped smiling and hopped off the desk "I mean,it's okay if you don't but if you do I'd be pretty grateful and might even help explain why you're late for your class" I took off my backpack and searched through it.After a few seconds I found the deodorant and gave him it. "Lynx? A bit different to what I usually wear but I guess it'll get rid of the smell" he said,spraying it on himself like you would with body spray.He sat back on the desk and put the deodorant next to him "Don't tell anyone right" He said looking at me seriously.I looked at him confused, was he talking about him smelling of smoke,the whole conversation we had or his scarred arms...I shouldn't jump to conclusions he could of got them scars of a rampaging lion or anything."Don't tell who what?" I said,He looked at me again,allowing me to look into his amazing eyes.He smiled slightly "I like you.You're different.Thanks for the spray Philip" I cringed "please don't call me Philip,its such a horrible name" I looked at the floor again.I wasn't different.He didn't like me.He was popular and I had never been popular.And he didn't answer my question,i didnt know what i couldnt tell anyone,not that i had anyone to tell.The bell rang,telling us that we had missed our first lesson and that second lesson was starting.He jumped off the desk again and pulled out his phone,he wrote something down on a piece of paper."Follow me Phil" he said,I smiled at him using my shortened name,put my bag over my shoulder and followed him.Once we got outside English he gave me piece of paper which was folded and said "open this once you get home,I'll see you in registration tommorow.Oh by the way you have to follow Amber Cross,she is in all your lessons today,if she asks why say Dan said so okay?" I smiled as he walked away.I looked at the piece of paper and put it into the pocket in my jeans.I turned and walked into the class as everyone looked at me.

The new kid.