help || phan

august 3rd •part 1•

phil's point of view:

it was my first day of school today. I was calm and ready to get it over with. I put on my black skinny jeans and my white pokèmon shirt. it was time to walk down the road from my home to Manchester high school.

I finally arrived at the school. I walked in, went to the office and grabbed my schedule. it went math, science, language arts, and then socials. I knew I had to get there fast to get a good seat. it was room b-20, and right now I was at a-5. I went up stairs it says on the map the lady gave me.

I reached room b-20, there was a teacher and a boy in the room. the boy looked a couple of months older than me. I looked around. "come on in." the teacher said staring at the doorway. I did as I was told. I found the perfect seat (which was right next to the boy) I sat down and looked on the board.

the board had the warm up on it. the warm up read: (x + -29 = 10) this is really simple, I guess it was just to see how much I know. as it became closer for the bell to ring my other classmates started entering the room. "hello students, I'm Mr. Allen. I will be your mathematics teacher for the year. you see the spots where you are sitting now? well that's your permanent seating arrangement for the year. today is going to be an easy day. we have a warm up and that's all, after that you can talk to your neighbor quietly."

Mr. Allen seemed cool. i can probably pass his class this year. it is going to be a tough one. "so class, did you figure out the answer to the problem that you had to solve?" I raised my hand and at that moment the boy next to me looked over. oh my god. I can't believe my eyes. he was gorgeous. i have never seen anyone like him. I stared at him for a while, then I heard a snapping sound. "are you going to answer the problem?" Mr. Allen said. "oh yeah, I'm sorry sir. it's 39" I looked around, there were stray laughs from the kids in the back.

"you can talk to your neighbor now." Mr. Allen said walking towards his desk. the boy next to me was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, black skinny jeans , and black and white converse. "hello!" I mumbled quietly. the boy turned his head and looked at me, "hi" he said with a soft tone. "my name is Phil, what's yours?" I said kind of soft. I was drawing a picture and then the boy spoke "my name is Dan." Dan. the name ran through my head at least ten times. "that's a great name. um the bell is about to ring, i want to talk to you later so maybe If you don't mind I can give you my number?" Dan looked up, "that would be nice." I quickly wrote down my number and handed it to him. then the bell rang.