Dan's POV

"Dan? Are you listening to me? Dan? DAN!"

I return to reality when my $900 camera is suddenly yanked out of my hands, my best friends face appearing before mine. "Hey! be careful with that, its expensive!" I shout jumping out of my seat to try and grab my camera back from Evan Pierce. Evan had been my best friend since I was five years old and was the first person that I told about my sexuality, my twin brother didn't count; he knew before I even knew that I was gay.

Evan was nearly six foot tall and had more muscles than I could count which was expected, he did run track and spent nearly two hours in the gym every day; before and after school. Evan had styled dark hair that shadowed his bright green eyes, he  always had a massive grin over his face and loved to tease me.

He was a Greek God compared to my small five foot nothing lanky frame, I usually hid my untameable dark brown hair under a hat or beanie and my sky blue eyes were hidden under my large square shaped glasses. I always had my camera either in my hands or around my neck. If you looked up the definition of social outcast you would find my name, Daniel Reed.

"And suffer the wrath of you and your brother?" Evan hands me back by camera chuckling as I hug the expensive equipment to my chest narrowing my eyes at my best friend.

"What does Sam have to do with my camera?" I ask glancing over towards my fraternal twin brother Samuel. He was the second most popular guy at school and sat at the popular table in the cafeteria along with four others. Sam was sitting at the table with his girlfriend Riley Smith wrapped up in his arms who was happily chatting with Jessica Ryan, the girlfriend of Avery Adams. Avery just happened to be the best friend of the most popular guy in school, Mason Kingsley; who also happened to be my crush since I was eleven, and I'm currently seventeen.

"Are you serious Dan? Sam beats anyone up that hurts you. Physically or Emotionally. Why do you think that you aren't bullied?" Evan asks grabbing my tray of food and taking a bite out of the pizza slice I had brought. He did have a point, I was a reject, an outcast of the school but I was never bullied or picked on; unlike the other social outcasts. At least they had more than one friend though. Evan was my only friend, again Sam didn't count, he was family.

"Get your own food" I grab the slice of pizza out his hand deciding to ignore his question.

"But that means I have to get up again!" Evan wines looking towards the food across the cafeteria.

"For a guy that runs track you can be extremely lazy. Come on it's Gym next and I want to be out the locker room before anyone enters" I say taking a bite out of the pizza before shoving the slice back into Evan's mouth. "You can tell me whatever you were yapping about on the way" I grin flicking his forehead as I grab my back pack.

"Yapping? I don't yap!" Evan says around a mouthful of pizza. I ignore him already making my way around the cafeteria. I always sat at the edge of the tables in the corner of the room closest to the doors, this was due to my annoying anxiety. I can handle being around crowds as long as I was on the edge and had a escape route. If I'm in the centre of a crowded place I panic and sometimes even faint. It was mild anxiety but I still had it.

"Danny!"

I'm suddenly tackled by my fraternal twin as he climbs over a table. I mean literally, he climbed over the table beside me and jump tackled me. "Uh Sammy? I need air" I say patting my brothers head used to his random displays of affection.

Sam was my fraternal twin, older by fifteen minuets. If you didn't know what fraternal means it's when twins look nothing alike, being born from two different eggs. Unlike Identical twins that are born from the same egg.

The only thing Sam and I shared in common was our sky blue eye colour, he was tall probably 5'6 or 5'8. While my hair was brown, his was a deep auburn and long, about shoulder length which he kept in a side pony tail; long strands framing his face. It was obvious why he was so popular, being the co-captain of the football team was just one of the things. Mason was the captain.

Sam releases me from his crushing hug wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "Hey little brother do me a favor?" He grins taking my glasses off my face and holding them out my reach.

"What do I get out of it?" I instantly ask squinting to try and clear my vision, I was extremely far sighted. Meaning that if I didn't have my glasses everything close to me was blurry and everything far away was clear. Far sighted = Can only see things clearly if they are far way.

"Well I'll give you your glasses back and um...get you a new camera case? Yours broke yesterday right?" Sam says poking at the strap around my neck.

"Deal. What's this favour?" I ask ducking out of Sam's embrace only to end up in Evans. When he got behind me I have no idea. Evan rests his chin on my head having to slump over to reach my height.

"Come to a party with me tonight" Sam says with a massive grin stretched over his face. Well I think he was grinning, his face was all blurry.

"No"

"To bad! You already agreed and you can't back down" I could just hear the smirk on his face.

"No. Me at a party? Sammy, I faint when I'm surrounded by people"

"That's why Evan's coming"

"You were in on this?!" I turn around in Evan's arms blinking rapidly at a failed attempt to clear my vision.
"Sorry Dan. It'll be fun, I promise I won't let anything happen to you" Evan says pulling my beanie off to ruffle my hair; stepping back when I half-heartedly swat in the general area of his chest. 

"..........fine. Can I have my glas-oh thanks" before I could even finish asking for my glasses they are suddenly pushed back onto my face. Now that I could see again I send a glare at my twin pulling my beanie back over my hair "You owe me a camera bag."

"See you tonight baby brother!"

"You're only twenty minuets older!"

"I learnt a lot in those twenty minuets!"

"You did not! You were a newborn!"

"I did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"We have Gym class" Evan grabs my arm tugging me away from Sam, the both of us still screaming our arguments.