Chapter 1

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I WILL EDIT THIS IN THE FUTURE. Because honestly I just want to write sooo yeh.
Nobody's probably reading this but let's go.

~song lyrics~
//song above//
Yeh, I'm empty inside, I'm empty inside, and I don't want to live but I'm too scared to die.
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3rd POV
     A school; a building filled to the brim with stereotypes, horrible school lunches, and anxiety.
   Or if you wanted to simplify it all, Dans personal hell.
       The brunette boy miraculously woke up to his alarm, staring at the ceiling wondering why he even bothered anymore. After a couple moments, he gathered up the will to get out of the bed.. kind of. He ended up falling flat on his face like a complete moron. 
"Lovely" me mumbled in a sarcastic tone. He got up, slipped into his skinny jeans and a basic t-shirt, and then straightened his hair.
"Hun, you up?" His mum called.
"Yes," Dan replied.
"I made some breakfast for you," Dan wasn't necessarily hungry, but his mom made a meal for him, and it would be rude of him to decline.
"Ok mum, be down in a second."
He continued his morning routine, deodorant, check, teeth, check. Ok,
Dan thought, I think I'm good.
He walked down the stairs to be greeted with a big hug from his mother.

He smiled slightly taken back by his mom's sudden burst of affection, " morning mum."

"It's your first day of school hun, you excited ‽ "  ( ͡°( ͡° ͜ʖ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°) ͡°)

"I'm not in kindergarten, mum," Dan sighed, "it's just school."

Dan's mother rolled her eyes with a kind smile still pressed on her lips, "pancakes?"

"Sounds good," Dan replied with slight enthusiasm, as he walked toward the pleasant scent of syrup and orange juice, to engulf the delicious meal.

"Bye mum!" Dan yelled once he'd finished.

"See you, hun," Dan's mother responded.

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Dan walked off his porch into his quaint neighborhood in London, walking along the pavement to his bus stop.   One foot in front of the other Dan admired the pink blossoms sprouting off the trees, and the occasional dandelion. Until he was met with his cruel classmates, and a yellow bus about a fourth of a block away from him, and Dan was forced to do something that he never thought he would have to do... run. "Dammit," Dan murmured as he headed toward his bus, panting hysterically. He ended up making it to the bus just before the bus doors closed. He passed his bus driver, hoping he didn't start up a conversation, but unfortunately, he did.  "Hello, whats your name kid?" The bus driver kindly asked.
Dan just pushed past him, with his resting sad face and picked a seat next to a raven-haired boy, "can I sit here" his voice trembled.
" I don't see why not," the boy smiled.
Dan sat down next to the boy, he had the most beautiful jet black hair that flowed perfectly onto his pale complexion. He didn't properly see his eyes until he turned his eyes and Dan was in awe, there was blue.. and green, with speckled with gold.
The boy took notice of Dan staring at him.
"Hi," the boy awkwardly mumbled.
Dan took notice of himself staring, and mentally slapped himself.
"Sorry! I wasn't staring it was something behind you," Dan continued protesting his story while the boy just laughed at his effort.
"I'm Phil," the boy introduced himself.
"Dan," he blushed.
So there they were, two boys left in a awkward silence.

Dan held his hands up to his cheeks, trying to fight the furious red on his face. He dropped his hands down and one of them managed to touch Phil's thigh, as soon as contact was made Dan shot his hand back up, "I'm so sorry," Dan scooted over a bit to give the boy some space.
"It's okay," the boy giggled, "not like you raped me."
Dan opened his eyes wide, "PHIL, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!"
They both bursted out with laughter and conversed with jokes until the bus ride was over.
"See ya later nerd," Phil said.
"Touché mate," and with that Dan walked off the bus disappearing into the crowd, leaving Phil a smiling mess.. He had a friend..

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Ok so that was kind of short.. *sorry* I just wanted it to end there sooooo
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  Thanks for reading !!!!
I'll update sometime tomorrow.

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