~PHILS POV~

I was rudely awoken by the alarm on my bedside table.

what the fuck? i don't remember bringing my alarm! aunt Anni must of put it in here.

i groaned and rolled over, rubbing my eyes before checking the time.

what the hell?! 6:00 i mentally curse.

i flopped out of bed and made my way downstairs to get a glass of water, while i was making my way down the stairs i heart a faint humming around coming from the kitchen, it was beautiful and i recognized the song! it was 'welcome to the black parade' by My chemical Romance'! but wait... why would aunt Anni know that song?

i made my way to the kitchen and saw aunt Anni flipping pancakes at the stove, the smell made me want to eat the air it was so amazing.

i made my way behind my aunt who was still humming and cooking.

"you have a beautiful humming voice" i exclaim, which made her jump.

"Phillip! you scared me to death, oh dear!" she said clutching her chest.

"sorry" i state looking down and twiddling my thumbs.

her face lightened and she took the pancakes off the stove and plated them.

"okay hurry up and eat, after breakfast you have 30 minutes to get ready for school, as school starts at 7:30" she stated, putting the pancakes down on the table and taking off her apron and zooming out of the kitchen before i could say thank you.

***

after i ate my pancakes i made my way to the elevator, immediately regretting it as that music started playing, almost making me fall asleep. no matter how stupid it was, she was right, it was sort of relaxing...

once i got upstairs i quickly went to take a shower. when i got into the bathroom my jaw dropped to the floor.

holy fricking crap!

the whole bathroom was almost as big as my bedroom. there was a deluxe bath with jets, white marble sink tops, a huge walk in shower with 2 shower chairs and a steam room a fucking steam room...

i quickly took a shower and brushed my teeth, wrapping a towel around my waste before speeding back to my bedroom to get changed.

i put on the white dress shirt and green tie, followed by my black skinny jeans and a black leather jacket.

after that i looked in the mirror and started doing a lot of different poses.

'whats cookin good lookin'

perfect, i thought

i unplugged my phone from its charger and checked the time.

7:00, great i got ready just in time,

i ran downstairs where my aunt was drinking some coffee, already dressed and ready.

"ready to go Phillip!" she chimed, smiling big.

"yea i guess so" i said coolly

"wow you look snazzy Phillip! the ladies are going to be lining up!" she chuckled

"u-uh yea, okay lets go i don't want to be late for my first day!" i exclaimed, already walking out the door

my aunt followed me out into the driveway when her phone suddenly rang.

"y-yes?"

pause

"oh okay sure"

pause

"yep see you in a bit"

she looked at me and began to speak.

"Phillip i have an emergency meeting at the church can you drive yourself to school? you know the address right?"

"yes i do" i said with a grin

"well you can take the Porsche, have fun and i will see you when you get home!" she exclaimed before walking back into the house.

i just stood there in shock, i could take the fucking black Porsche, yesssssss!

i grabbed the keys and hopped in, greeted by the sweet purring noise and that new car smell.

damn this car doesn't even look a day old

i began to make my way to MCA, when i was in the parking lot i saw a-lot of students chatting to one another.

when i drove past them they would turn their heads and their jaws would drop.

i began to notice that all the cars in the parking lot were not nearly as nice as mine.

then i parked the car and grabbed my bag before getting out, shutting the door and locking it.

As i got out of the car i was greeted with a lot of students crowded around the Porsche. i just made my way past them and  began to walk to my locker, i didn't need a bunch of snooty Christians asking for a picture with my ride.

#453. i searched for it for almost 10 minutes, when i finally found it.

i unlocked it and got my times table out.

"double English first" i mumbled to myself.

i must of said it too loud because the girl next to my locker spoke up.

"oi you have double English too! I'll walk ya, aren't you the new kid with that amazing car?" she exclaimed. she had short brown hair and looked to be about 5 feet tall.

i just nodded and let her take me to my first class.

"whats your name?" she asked halfway there

i didn't want to be this chicks friend, but she was kinda hot maybe i could get something out of it...

"My names Phil" i said emotionless, staring at the floor

"ohhhh i like that name, Phil! my names Ingrid!" she smiled real big.

we were silent until she decided to speak up again.

"i like your piercings!" she beamed

"thanks" i said with a little smile.

***

"well here is the English class room!" she gestured towards a big room with marble desks and stain glass windows, letting in very little light.

"thanks" i said with a smirk, before grabbing her by her waste and pushing her up against the wall.

"eek!" she squealed

"you know, id like that skirt on you better if it was much shorter" i said seductively with a smirk.

she then pushed my hands off her and started running out of the room, tears welling up in here eyes.

what the hell did i do wrong? girls in my old school normally love it when i compliment them like that?

the bell suddenly rang, signalling us to take our seats.

i sat in the very back corner, plugging in my headphones and listening to some Twenty One Pilots.

'Don't wanna call you in the nighttime

don't wanna give you all my pieces

don't wanna hand you all my troubles

don't wanna give you all my demons

You'll have to watch me struggle

from several rooms away

but tonight I'll need you to stay'

***

my music was interrupted by the teacher calling my name

"we have a new student, Phillip please come up here and introduce yourself!" the teacher exclaimed.

i took my earbuds out and began to make my way to the front of the classroom.

"hi my names Phil and I'm 18, i came from Rossendale England and i love Twenty One Pilots"

a couple of gasps came from the class when i mentioned my favorite band.

"thank you Phillip you may be seated".

"its Phil" i scowled at the man.

"o-oh yes Phil" he stuttered.

i took my seat and glanced around me, in the seat in front of me was a girl with bright red hair and an obvious fake spray tan.

across from me was a tall muscular boy with blonde hair sticking up everywhere... and beside me was a boy with dark brown hair, a pastel purple tie and black skinny jeans just like mine.

when he turned to face me, i saw the most beautiful pair of chocolate brown eyes. he quickly turned away thought avoiding my gaze.

who is he? and damn, i thought to myself...

(A/N): i didn't really like this chapter tbh idk why tho, anyways i told you Dan was going to be in this chapter, yea you'll see more of him in the next chapter... anyways go check out my new rant book 'Coffee Time' and comment if you know what Twenty One Pilots song that Phil was listening to... XD

okay bye

*throws glitter in your face*