Author's note
I'm an author. What. Well, this is my first fanfiction about two amazing youtuber's; Dan Howell (whom I do not own) and Phil Lester (whom I also do not own. Sadly.) Hope you enjoy it, t'was a pleasure the write. *Bows down.*
Chapter 1
Mr. Mathews hands orange exercise books out as the class mindlessly chatters about infinite topics of boringness. I sit on my own, third row up. As Mr. Mathews approaches me I sigh. I used to be talented at maths, I used to be good at it. Now I'm in the dumb set with the other thick kids. And the worse bit is that I'm really underachieving compared with the other students that surround me. I guess it's something to do with me having no actual friends. "I'll see you at dinner, Dan." Mr. Mathews looks at me with a sad kind of pity in his eyes. He half-smiles and carries on handing out the exercise books. I put my head down on the table, attracting the attention of a few pupils around me. I hate maths. Behind me I hear Mr. Mathews praising this guy called Dan for his 'excellent work'. Dan is amazing at maths plus he's popular. How? How do he do that? Lifting up my head I flick my black fringe out of my eyes as the lesson starts. Angles. Great.
The bell brings me back to life from the hard-ships of acute and obtuse relationships. I'm the first out the door, closely followed by that guy Dan. I try to slip down the crowded corridor discreetly but Dan catches my arm. I give into him and let him lead my down hall, which was now mostly empty. I turned to face him. He's actually quite good-looking with a dark chocolate hair colour and eyes to match. He smiles at me and moves in closer. "Look, Phil. I was wondering if, like, you ever wanted help with your maths, cause' I wouldn't mind giving you a hand..." I look up, quite surprised at his offer. Dan was popular; I am not. He notices my shocked expression and his grin faltures a little. Nevertheless, I smile back, considering. Dan's mates might be a rough lot but he seemed alright...articulate even. "Uuh, sure, why not?" I respond. Dan smiles wider, squeezing my arm and turning to go to class. "I'll text you," He calls. I turn too, heading to my English lesson with a smile on my face and hope in my heart.
P.s. Sorry it's a little on the short side. I do have a pre-written fanfic that's a couple thousand words, so if this goes well, I shall upload. Thanks, again! ((Reviews are love man;) )) -NeonLuna