Demonic // phan

Two

  The next day, everything was back to normal. No more freaky rain or power outages. Everyone's car was perfectly fine again, and the weird smell that had permeated the air had disappeared.

  Phil had found out that the stranger, Dan, also attended the same school as him, but he didn't see him in any of his classes, in the halls, or even at lunch. He was starting to think he had lied, but after school ended that day, and he was leaving, he saw Dan standing by the road outside. He just stood there, looking as if he was waiting for someone

  "Hey there." Phil said, walking up next the boy. Dan jumped slightly, and Phil couldn't help but giggle at his reaction. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you."

  "You did not scare me." Dan scoffed. "Just...surprised me."

  "Oh, okay." Phil said, still laughing. "You waiting for someone?"

  "You could say that..." Dan replied vaguely.

  "Right." Phil said awkwardly. He clutched the straps of his bag, looking down at the ground. "So, uh, how come you weren't in class today? I didn't see you."

  Dan glanced over at him curiously, and Phil turned red. "And how do you know that I go to this school?" He asked, smirking slightly.

  "You were in my house yesterday, I think I have some right to look you up." Phil said defensively. Dan laughed at that, looking back at the road next to them.

  "Touchè." He replied.

  There was a slightly awkward silence between them then, with Phil shifting from foot to foot nervously and Dan not seeming fazed at all. Phil searched his mind desperately for some topic to bring up, so he didn't look so weird just standing there.

  "So, uh, when did you move here?"

  Dan looked back over at him, as if he'd forgotten Phil was there for a second, but he smiled. "Not too long ago. About a week or so."

   "Oh." Phil said lamely. "Well, I can guarantee that there isn't much of anything to do here. Manchester is probably the most boring place out there."

  "It's quite nice from what I've seen so far." Dan said, staring at him suggestively and making his face burn even harder.

  Now that it was daylight, Phil had a much clearer view of Dan than he'd had yesterday, and needless to say, he wasn't complaining. Dan had that dark, sort of  'bad boy' look about him, with the dark clothes and the plugs in his ear and his dark hair swept to one side over his face. But it worked for him. Phil was sure there were all kinds of people who were interested in him, even if he was new here. It was probably his eyes, their dark brown sometimes glowing in the light, but also seeming to turn completely black at random intervals.

  Phil couldn't help but compare Dan's attractiveness with his own. Pale and scrawny, with his shockingly black hair that was usually limp around his face. Dorky, colorful T-shirts matched with skinny jeans and his only pair of beat up Converse. No, he wasn't the sort of person people noticed. Not that he ever minded. People were way too much drama, he preferred being by himself.

  But maybe making friends with this new kid wouldn't be so horrible. He couldn't be alone forever, obviously, and Dan seemed willing enough.

  Phil's train of thought was cut off as the squeal of tires sounded from around the corner. A flashy, red sports car roared down the road, going way past the speed limit, and stopped in front of him and Dan.

  The windows rolled down and Phil saw a girl sitting in the drivers seat. She was amazingly beautiful, dark hair that fell to past her waist, getting lighter until it was blonde at the tips. Her makeup was perfectly done, not a hair out place. Phil couldn't see below her waist, but he was sure she had a supermodel body with mile long legs.

  "Took you long enough, Zoe." Dan said from beside him, and Phil broke out of his dazed stare to look at him. He was smiling much more brightly than before, his eyes shining. He moved away from the sidewalk and leaned into the open window. Phil, for some reason, felt jealousy roll through him. Zoe was an instant enemy to him.

  "Well, excuse me, darling." Zoe said, her voice soft and mellifluous. "Traffic's a bitch at this time, you know. Get in, now, I don't have all day to wait for you."

  Dan shook his head, but moved around the front of the car and opened the door. At the last second, he looked up and smiled heartbreakingly at Phil's. "I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

  Phil only nodded, watching him climb in next to the beautiful girl. And then they were gone in a flash of red and a trail of dust, turning the corner at deadly speed.

  "Of course he has a girlfriend." Phil muttered to himself bitterly, shifting from his spot on the sidewalk and starting to make his way home. He kept his head down, avoiding people's eyes and getting lost in his own miserable thoughts.

  There was no way he could possibly compete with that Zoe girl. It wasn't even as if Dan would like twice at him with her around. And Phil should have known he wasn't into guys. He wasn't that lucky.

  But there was still that small part of him that hoped. Hoped, that maybe he had the smallest of chances. Well, those were destroyed. There probably wasn't even any reason to make friends with him. Phil wasn't the social kind of person, he shouldn't change that on the accords of some unrequited feelings.

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  a/n: HELLO TO ANYONE WHO STILL READS THIS STORY

Yeah, here's the second chapter of the story I started writing like half a year ago. If you're still here, congrats, and thanks for not hating me. I hate me. I'm. So bad at keeping up with these stories. Hopefully, I won't be too lenient with this one.

  But yeah, hope this was okay. I just wrote this in like an hour. Peace :3