Dan POV

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You know how when you're a little kid, and on Christmas Eve you can't fall asleep, because you're so excited for presents? Yeah well the same exact thing was happening to me except tomorrow wasn't Christmas; it was the first day of school.

I go to St. Jude's on the other side of Manchester, but it's only about forty-five minutes to an hour. You see it's my last year of school and I intend to make it my best. Get good grades, go to wild parties, and get drunk. My aspirations aren't exactly ideal, but nobody asks for much out of me.

I was pretty popular; most people kissed my feet and bowed down. That's not what I want, so I don't think I've ever had a real best friend. Sure there was Adam and Drew, but they had each other. Hopefully I make my best friend this year.

Doubtful.

Finally sleep overcame me and before I knew it, it was 6am and Johnathan was banging at my door. I have a total of three siblings. There's Michael the genius fifteen year old, and my only blood-brother. Then there's Johnathan he's only five and relatively quiet, unless you acknowledge his existence then he won't shut up.

And on to my least favorite; Vivian. She's the oldest at 23. She goes to some really pretentious university for snobs, and her fiancé, Brad. Ew.

He goes to Harvard and I think that's the only reason my parents let him stay. Now if he could get that stick out of his ass, that'd be another story. The only friend of hers that I actually like is probably Tyler; he's an American with bachelors in Arts in Video Postproduction. He's hoping to improve his YouTube channel.

I swung my feet over the edge of my bed to let John in and to stop his incessant screeching. I pulled open the door and smiled down at him. No matter how obnoxious he can be, he's still adorable.

"Time to wake up! We got stuff to do!" He giggled. I laughed and bent down to his level.

"That we do. Now, why don't you go and wake up Junna for breakfast?" I told him as I squished his little body against mine.

"Aye, aye Captain!" He all but yelled and then sped down the hall.

Junna is our foster child. She's only been here a week, and yet she's settled down nicely. My parents are looking to adopt her.

I must have been standing in the door way longer than I thought because here come Johnathan, with Junna and Michael in tow.

"Morning, Junna, Mikey." I greeted. I only got a non-committed grunt from Michael, and a tired smile from Junna.

I heard my mother's yell for breakfast and to hurry before it got cold and we all scurried to the table. Waffles, yum!

"We need to leave in about half an hour; your things are already, in the car." My mother drilled, like she does every year.

"Oh, I can't believe my little babies are growing up! Dan it's your last year, Michael you're almost done, and Johnathan is starting kindergarten! Oh it's all just too much!" She sobbed. "I can't get emotional on the first day, I'm sorry I'll calm down." She turned on her heel to go and sort a few more things before our departure.

"Is she alright?" Junna questioned.

"Yeah she's fine. She does that every year." Michael reassured.

"I think it's just particularly harder for her this year now that John's going to school, too." I added.

Junna nodded in understanding and we all sat down to eat. One by one we finished eating and got up to wash off our plates until everyone one was done. We piled up the stairs to get dressed and brush our teeth.

I walked into my room and into my closet grabbing some black skinny jeans and a dark grey shirt, quickly changing. I grabbed a bag from one of my dressers and went back into my room grabbing my backpack, laptop, IPod, earbuds, and my 3ds. Gotta be prepared.

I shoved all those things into the bag and went downstairs to join the rest of the family. We quickly crammed into the car, we were a little cramped because of Johns' car seat, but once we dropped him off we could throw it in the back.

"Alright everyone buckled? Let's go!" My mother exclaimed and we were soon off down the road.

Yeah this year was going to be great.

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Phil POV

This year is going to be awful! I thought to myself. I didn't get my usual room by myself and I was terrified of who it could be. Life sucked at home and life sucked at school and to top it all off I now had a roommate who could be a potential bully.

I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked out the door. No breakfast for me because apparently I had done something wrong. Again. I could never do anything right in the eyes of my parents.

Ever since eighth grade when I kissed a boy my parents have never treated me the same. Before then I was there perfect little child who never got in trouble and was the top of his class.

My parents are very strict religious people and when they heard about my little "incident" well let's just say that was the worst week of my life.

I clambered into the back of the car my stomach growling slightly. I was always hungry. But I eventually got used to the hunger. It doesn't bother me as much anymore.

Now the one thing that I haven't got used to is the clothes. My parents never buy me anything now and I have to get by with way to small clothes and ripped hand-me-downs from my friends from my old school.

I heard the car door slam and saw my dad in the front putting the key into the ignition. I decided to grumble out a 'good morning' but I was met with total silence. Always silence.

I hated it. Another thing I have yet to have gotten used to.

We drove down the worn down cement to St. Jude's. We passed the town's high school, the one I was supposed to go to. The one where I wasn't bullied, where I actually had friends. But no, I was going to the same stupid school an hour away, where I got beat up more often than not.

My parents never did anything about it; they thought it would teach me a lesson, just like going to this school would. Well for a fact it hadn't. Still gay. Bi actually but that doesn't matter to anyone.

We drove through the back roads of town and were close to the outskirts now, almost to the school, in that awful deadly silence.

My dad stopped about a block away seeing the traffic and not wanting to get stuck in it, so he dropped me off on the street and I had to walk the rest of the way. Yup, A+ parenting Dad!

I started my trek to the old stone building and by the time I reached it people were filing in and my legs were aching. I made my way to the front office and signed in getting the key to my new room. It was only one two floors up so I wouldn't be doing much more walking today.

I pushed past all the bustling students who were done settling in and saying goodbye to their parents, and soon found myself at my door.

I hesitated but slowly opened my door to reveal my roommate for the year. Please don't be a bully! Please!

What lay beyond that door was far worse than having a bully in my room. It was Dan Howell the most popular boy in school, with his brother, and mother.

Seriously?

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HI! This is my first phan fanfiction and the idea was given to me by my friend Sorro_54. We spent a good hour and a half planning this at her house. The plot sounds like a crappy mid-day soap opera. That's why I'm writing it. Any way please tell me what you think! It'll make me unbelievably happy! I'm posting this from my Wattpad and I'll have all three chapters up tonight! Ta ta!