Echoes (Phan)

Chapter 1A " for the first time"

*2 months earlier*

At 17, phil has never had a friend. at least, not a real one. the closest he ever got to that was his neighbour Ed when he was a kid. but he moved out when phil was 8 and the next year, phil moved away too. he had moved 5 times since then. this was the 5th.

he was already used to it. but he still felt bothered somehow. friends were overrated, he thought. 'does my worth as a person really depend on how many friends i have?' *sigh* he was lost in thoughts as his mom stopped the car not having noticed when they arrived.

"phil?are you there?" his mom called

he was sleepy. the thought of starting over again kept him awake at night.

"oh yes, yes mom. i'm here" phil said getting up from the car seat suddently as if he saw a ghost

"oh good." his mom said with relief. "i almost thought i lost you for a second" she joked

"are you ready for your new school?"

"oh stop it mom"

his mom looked at her wrist, "oh my. its almost 7:30 you have to go now or you'll be late for school on the first day"

"do i really have to?" "yes" she said as she kissed him on the cheek.

Phil reached up to his backpack from the backseat and put it on. "Maybe this is the way it should be.", and sighed. his mom looked tenderly at him. "Oh, phil... I know you'll do great. You are an amazing person. You'll be fine. Believe in yourself. Have some faith..." she looked at his eyes- "okay?" she said with a half-smile. "Okay." Phil responded as he closed the door. "Goodbye mom. See you later."

Speeding cars passed by his side. A impacient beeping sound filled the air. Phil took a breath as he walked towards the big forest green building

Phil had setteled with the thought of moving to a new school but as he entered the building he felt as if his steps got harder to take and his feet were replaced with heavy weights. " calm yourself down phil" he told himself. But he couldn't let it go it was like every cell of his being screamed "no. Don't get in there. Enough with this. Stop. Just....stop." But he kept going. Fighthing the voices inside his head.he was now passing in a busy corridor. People were going everywhere but phil wasn't in the real world.

Suddently, he felt a force hitting him. And that's when he realised he had crashed against someone and was now lying on the ground.

"Hey, watch it, you." a angry voice yelled at him. "I'm so sorry.." But he was gone. " do you need a hand?" Another voice said as he put his hand in front of phil's face. " Umm.. yeah thanks " phil said as he picked it up "you are welcome."

The voice was a guy with chocolate hair, hazel eyes and pale skin.he wore a black t-shirt and carried a brown messenger bag.

"I supposed this is your first day in this hell, am i right?" "Is it really that bad?" "Oh, no. But for every rose, there are thorns and we have one of the highest concentrations of idiots per meter" he giggled. Phil laughed too. " how do you survive then?" " i can't tell you that stranger" he winked at phil. "Oh. "Okay" then." " so, -phil started- what's your name?" "Oh my name is... " he was interrupted by the bell " oh shoot. I'm going to be late. I'll see you around later. It... It was nice to meet you. Strangers quite as lovely as you don't show up around here often.... It was nice" and he ran to the end of the corridor and to another on the right.phil was standing there still with a smile on his face. "Yes..-he whispered- it was very nice.."

Soooo, what'd you think? This is my first fic so i hope you like it and don't be too hard on me (this is not my 1st language and i get a little confused some times) okay :)

Thanks for reading this little mess. It means a lot. Shine on you crazy diamonds, you. This is the first part of chapter 1 i cut it in 2 because i saw how big it was getting and i thought it would be easier. This is kind of a demo i will later post songs that fit what is happening as well.

Anna out * jumps on unicorn* byyye!