Monday morning came around again. Dan didn't even wait for Phil when he got to school. He went straight to the principal's office. He knew that Phil was right. He had to talk to the principal before Luke tried to do anymore damage. Luke had to be stopped, it was now or never.

Dan sighed as he walked up to the princpal's office. He knocked on the door before he pushed the door open. He looked up and saw Mr. Williams sitting at his desk, drinking a coffee. "Ah, Mr. Howell... what can I do for you?" Mr. Williams asked.

"Actually... I need to talk to you about something important," Dan said.

"Close the door and have a seat," Mr. Williams said.

Dan quickly closed the door and then he sat down in one of the chairs.

"What's this important thing that you need to talk to me about," Mr. Williams said.

"Luke Cutforth. He's been tormenting me and my friends ever since he arrived here," Dan said.

"Ah yes, he's been a troublemaker to this school," Mr. Williams said.

"Look, I've had to deal with him for months. He went to my old school. We actually used to be friends before he found out I was gay and totally turned on me. He told the whole of my old school that I was gay and turned everybody against me. He's the reason why I had to move to another school, this school. I still have bruises on my body from him. And this-" Dan said as he pointed at the new bruise on his forehead. "He gave me this yesterday. I'm sorry for ranting but you know, Phil is right. We shouldn't have to fear walking into school because of him."

"I knew he was trouble but I didn't know it was that bad," Mr. Williams said.

Dan nodded. "Luke has tried to torture all of us. Me, Phil and Peej... Chris is the only one who knows how to stand up for himself so he doesn't have to deal with it really. But, I just thought... if this school really doesn't allow bullying then..." He began to say.

"You are absolutely right. We don't allow bullying. Nobody should be bullied because of their sexuality. Believe me, I know exactly what you're going through," Mr. Williams said.

Dan blinked a few times as he looked up at Mr. Williams. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"I went through the same thing when I came out in middle school," Mr. Williams told him.

Dan gasped. "You're gay as well, just like us?" He asked.

"Yes, I am. I'm married and I have a husband. We've been together since high school. Trust me when I say this Dan, we'll be taking care of Luke Cutforth. In the meantime, tell any of the teachers if he continues to give you a hard time." He said. He gave Dan a reassuring smile.

"Thank you so much. This means a lot to all of us," Dan said.

"I heard about you and Mr. Lester, congratulations..." Mr. Williams said.

Dan blushed. "Thanks. We're really happy together," he said.

"I had a feeling you two would get together," Mr. Willams told him.

"Really?" Dan asked as he looked up at Mr. Williams.

"Of course. Now you should get to class before you're late," Mr. Williams said.

Dan smiled and nodded. "Thank you again," he said as he stood up from the chair. He turned around and then he walked out of the office. He went to his locker and then he went straight to his first period class. He looked up and was surprised when he saw Chris and PJ.

Dan walked over to them and sat down next to PJ.

"Where were you? Phil was freaking out this morning," PJ said.

Dan laughed. "I told him I was going to talk to the principal. He must have forgotten," Dan said.

"You actually talked to the principal?" Chris asked as he looked over at Dan, raising his eyebrows.

"I did," Dan said. He looked up at Chris and PJ and smiled.

"Any good news at all?" PJ asked hopefully.

Dan nodded. "Looks like we won't be having to deal with Luke for much no longer," he said.

PJ sighed in relief. "Thank God. It's about time he got taking care of," he said.

"And get this... I actually found out why the school is so worried and helpful about bullying and everything. Mr. Williams is actually gay. He's got a husband and everything, he said they've been together since they were in high school." Dan said.

"Aw, that's so cute," PJ said. "You know, I had a feeling he might be gay."

"Sure you did," Chris said. He rolled his eyes.

PJ pouted. "I did! I mean, now that I think about it..." He said.

Dan laughed and shook his head. "The good news is, we won't have to deal with Luke anymore."

"How's your forehead, by the way?" PJ asked as he looked over at Dan.

"Still hurts like hell but I can deal with it. I've had worse than this. By the way, I'm surprised to see you at school today Chris. Isn't Monday like your skipping day?" He asked.

Chris sighed. "I got told off by the principal. I can't skip anymore or else they'll hold me back."

"Harsh, but you kind of deserve it..." PJ said.

"Oi, you've skipped just as much as me," Chris said as he looked over at him.

"Yeah, but I actually do my homework and turn it in," PJ said.

"Whatever," Chris mumbled as he crossed his arms against his chest.

"How do you put up with him, Peej?" Dan asked.

PJ laughed. "To be honest, I don't even know. He's a pain in the ass," he said.

"Yeah but you still love me," Chris said with an innocent smile.

"By the way, we decided we're celebrating you and Phil becoming a couple this weekend," PJ said as he looked over at Dan. "We already talked to Phil about it and he said it was okay with him."

"When did this happen?" Dan asked with shock. "Phil never said..."

"Quiet down! Class is starting!" The teacher shouted as he walked into the classroom.

Dan rolled his eyes. "Tell me more later," he whispered.

"Trust me, we will. Don't worry." PJ whispered. He smiled.

Dan also smiled and shook his head. He pulled out his phone and then he quickly texted Phil to let him know that he was okay and in class. He knew that Phil would be worrying about him if he didn't text him. Phil worries far too much about him anyways.

"Phone away, Howell!" The teacher yelled at Dan.

Dan jumped and quickly put his phone away, he knew it would get taken away if he didn't put it away. He looked over at Chris and PJ. "Shut up," he mumbled when he saw the look on their faces. He crossed his arms against his chest.