A New Town

by crea-shion

A Danthony Fanfic! Back in the days when they were all in year 6. Anthony is a 11 year old boy who just moved to England. He thinks he'll hate it, until he meets his new neighbours Phil and Ian, an ofc a certain chocolate eyed boy. It's all good but will they discover a few things about their friendship along the way? [Rated T for future swearing!] - Hiatus! :c

1. Chapter 1

Hey! My first fanfic huh? O_O So… Sorry if it's total poop. I feel ill. ~ k bai. – Courtney!

Chapter 1

Dan's POV

"Morning hun!" Mum shouted from the kitchen. I was so tired. My mum was in the kitchen making breakfast whilst my father was out at work. I jumped up onto the dining chair and waited for breakfast to be ready. Mum passed me my cereal (The magnificent Lucky Charms) and I started eating them. "Daniel, later we'll be going to visit the new neighbours." She told me. I sighed, I hated meeting new people. Human interaction was just not my thing. I had a best friend who totally understood me, Phil. He and I lived next to each other. He lived with his parents and older brother whilst I was here with my parents and younger brother. Adrian was 5 years old. I was 10. He was an alright brother, I barely hung out with him though.

After finishing the Lucky Charms I got up and trotted to my bedroom. I was about to go back to sleep when I heard that familiar voice calling for me.

"Dan!" I heard Phil shout in his usual upbeat voice. I opened the window to see him. His hair was straightened and he was wearing a shirt with a Pikachu on it, he also was wearing jeans and sneakers. "Yo!" I shouted back at him. He smiled at this and beckoned me to come outside. I put my sneakers on and began going outside. I had my hobbit hair at this time. It was cringe worthy but I'd just sort it out later.

I ran outside to greet Phil. "Dan the new people are moving here!" he exclaimed. We'd talked about this so many times. He wanted it to be a girl just so he could "chat her up." I didn't exactly care about who it was, unless they were our age. Phil was a few months older than me so he was 11. Either way I was more mature. "Come on lets go and meet this new family!" he bellowed, grabbing my hand and running.

Anthony's POV

I hated this. I didn't want to move. I loved America! I always said this, nobody listened to me. I was just the older child who was going through the teen faze. The only up side to this whole move to London was that my best friend Ian Hecox had just moved there last month. I looked out the window of the car. It was going to take us like, an hour to get there. I wanted to sleep but all I could hear was my brothers squabbling beside me. "Anthony weren't you listening!" I instantly snapped out of my trance. Oh yeah, I forgot my mother was trying to talk to me all this time. "Anyway, I said that in this new place there might be more kids to play with!" she said excited. She'd never liked the way that I only stuck with Ian. She liked him and all but she wanted me to make more friends. I pretended to be happy about it but I didn't really care at all. I later drifted off into a deep slumber.