Decided to post a McFly fanfic here, though my English isn't great, yet. Not sure what exactly this fic will be about, other than the formation of McFly, which wont be the same formation as it was in reality :)

This particular chapter isn't very long, the following will probably be longer :)

Would be awesome to get some reviews on it!

Disclaimer :
I do not own or know McFly in any way.

"What the hell? You're still sleeping?"

Danny Jones woke up of the sound of his best friends' angry falsetto voice, and since the sun hadn't even risen yet he had no clue why he was getting woken up.

"Are you crazy, Doug? What are you doing here?" he asked, heavy with sleep. "Don't tell me you're taking me to yet another skateboarding competition!"

Dougie Poynter had taken his friend to a billion skateboarding competitions this summer, and Danny had detested those little outings.

"You seriously don't know? Wow, only you could forget such a thing. School starts today, mate!" the younger, yet seemingly more responsible lad replied, his voice now a lower pitch.

Danny gasped as he realized why his mum had panicked about washing his school uniform the other day – the summer was already over! Of course he'd thought she was just crazy, he had absolutely no sense of time at all. As reality slowly was catching up on him, the thought of going back to school seemed more and more terrifying. He couldn't think of a single good thing about school, he didn't even learn something! He had no friends there either, except from Dougie then, but since he was a year younger than Danny, they didn't have any classes together. No one had spoken to him for a year, no one even called him names when he was being thick or clumsy, or imitated his Bolton accent anymore – they just ignored him now.

"I don't want to go! Tell everyone a cow ate me." Danny said as he stubbornly pulled his bed sheets over his head, but the sturdy attitude didn't last for long, as both him and Dougie began laughing at Danny's random excuse.

"Dan, come on! You've only got one single year left, you'll be out of that place soon enough, mate."

Danny realized he couldn't skip school the first day, so he quickly got out of bed and hurried to get ready. He put his white and blue school uniform on and straightened his curly hair as fast as he could whilst Dougie patted his fingers to Danny's bedside table out of impatience.

5 minutes later, the two boys were out of the door and hurried away on their bike and skateboard. Of course Danny rode the bike, a brand new bike he'd gotten from his parents just a few days ago, and Dougie.. Well, he tried skateboarding anyway, he'd only just started skating, so he could barely move forward without falling over yet.

"My grandmother can skate better than you, Doug!" the cheeky northerner said, and began laughing hysterically at his own joke. That action resulted in his bike starting to wobble, and him losing control over it and driving straight into a hedge. Of course, Dougie began laughing so much that he cried while trying to tell his clumsy friend that his accident just made his day. Danny obviously didn't think it was funny at all as he frowned and got up from the hedge. He was devastated when he discovered that he now had a flat tire on his bike's front wheel, and that the back light was broken.

"Ah, man! I get a new bike and it breaks the second time I use it. Just great!" Danny muttered as he lifted his bike, and began leading it to school. For some odd reason, he thought it was way more embarrassing to lead your bike than having scratches and mud in your face and on your clothes, which he by the way had, so it was kind of a walk of shame for him to walk the final 100 metres there. The boys were quiet as they walked, apart from Dougie's subdued giggles he got from looking at Danny. Though Danny was extremely embarrassed as he walked through the decayed school gate, he knew it really didn't matter what other people said or thought about him. He was gonna get out of that hell-hole soon enough and do something amazing with his life, to prove the losers at school how wrong they really were about him.

"Text me when you have lunch break, yeah?" Dougie said as they parted by the bicycle stand, Danny just nodded as a reply. He walked towards the door to the corridor where the seniors had their classes in with butterflies in his stomach, not because he was excited though – he was the opposite. His stomach twisted as he opened the door and found around 30 people staring at him, amused by his messy appearance, not a single one of them saying 'hi', or even smiling kindly at him. He already then knew this year would be just as bad as the last ones.