Chapter One

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A/N: Heya Everyone! I was reading over my last phanfiction and it was quite cringe-worthy, so I started this new one! I'm not quite sure if I am going to continue the last one, but I hope you enjoy this one! And sorry if my writing skills aren't the best.
P.S. My name is Shelly =^_^=

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{Dan's POV}

The teacher's monotonous voice travels through my skull in a way which I don't comprehend. I don't need to listen to her. I already have her wrapped around my finger. Everyone is wrapped around my finger. And because of that, I get straight A's in every single report card, so my parents don't need to know how much I actually fail in most of my subjects. All the teachers worship me. I guess I'm just perfect.

And it's not just the teachers. Everyone wants me to be with them. Boys, girls - I even have a whole gang to order around to beat up the losers. Huh. The losers you ask?

They're the ones who make a beeline for the library every lunchtime. The ones who are always giving their full attention to a stupid book or a nerdy game, instead of me. I'm meant to be the monument everyone worships in this school. Anyone who doesn't? Good luck experiencing the pain of my followers.

Okay, now that I've made myself sound like a selfish God, I'll explain to you a bit about my story.

I've never had feelings towards anyone in this school.

There. I said it. Everyone only falls under two categories. They're either swooning over me, or they're nerdy freaks who aren't at all attractive. And that's boring. And I'm not into the boring type. No-one, yet, stands out to me in a positive way. So, right now, I could have the choice of the hottest guy or girl in the school, but I'm choosing to stay single - they're not the right type. You see, everyone knows I'm bi - and they support it, and are even happy, about it, because it means every gender has an equal chance of being with me. Everything is about me. Everyday. Always. I probably still sound selfish, but in reality, it's just the fact that nobody has gotten close to me to see my true self - and by that, I mean that you can just take one look at my room - all the posters, plush toys, the joyous little keyboard - I love them. But of course I wouldn't let anyone in the school see that. That would ruin my reputation.

"Dan, would you like to answer this question?"

Miss Price bats her eyelashes at me. I roll my eyes. She's probably the worst- always asking me to "stay after class to catch up on some work",which I always reject. She sees me roll my eyes, though, so she acts like nothing happens.

"Alright then...Casey, answer the question please!"

Casey flushes red.
"Miss-I-um, don't know the a-answer, s-s-sorry."

Miss Price immediately pounces on her.
"How DARE you not pay attention in class huh?! Do you think you're at school for no reason huh? Right. Who can answer this question?!"

That's the good thing about being me. I could sleep through all the classes and they wouldn't care. Because they love me. Okay, now that I can go back to daydreaming, I'll tell you about the group that doesn't like me.

The freaky losers.
First, there's the boy who stood up to me first. The first person to tell me they didn't have any interest in me. His name is Chris. Brown hair and brown eyes, just like mine, except uglier. He's the worst out of that group.
Then there's PJ, Chris' boyfriend. Brown hair and green eyes. Quite pretty but he's in love with Chris.
After that there's Casey, the one who got told off just then. Casey has an energetic personality, and always sucks up to the new kids every time one shows up. She dyed her hair a crazy purple, which suits her blue eyes I suppose.
Last but not least, the brother and sister that ALWAYS stay together, do projects together and get beaten up by my gang together, Zoe and Joe. Double trouble, but they're not twins I should say. Both have blue eyes, and brownish blonde hair. Joe's physically strong while Zoe is good with her words.

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