Dan P.O.V

Hey you gotta text message! Pick me up ya?! My phone rang. I grumbled sliding off my bed. "Hello," I mumbled annoyed. "Dan, get up first day back!" my mother's voice echoed through the phone. "Mum, you could have just came into my room," I sighed and she hung up. I threw on a white flannel shirt and black skinny jeans that could barely fit over my waist and walked into the bathroom. I rolled my eyes at the cringe worthy hobbit hair before running a comb through it and grabbing my straightener. I straightened my hair and walked into the kitchen greeted by my brother Adrian. "Hello little bro!" I ruffled his hair and he slapped my hand away. "Dan, don't do that," Adrian grumbled. "I'm just teasing," I smiled at him, he gave me a fake smile back."Where's the arse we call dad?" I asked him. "Probably wishing sins onto some poor little kids riding bikes," Adrian giggled. "Most likely," I rolled my eyes. My mother walked in, "You look nice, Daniel." I nodded thanking her before grabbing my bag and giving a hug to Adrian and mum. "Have fun!" they both said in unision. I waved back running out to get on the bus. The moment I ran on I felt eyes on me. This was a new bus, so a lot of people here I didn't know. Luckily I spotted Louise, and sat next to her. "Hi Louise," I smiled brightly at her. "Hey Danny!" she giggled nudging my shoulder. "You look nice," she smiled. "Thanks, you too. I love the pink dye!" I complimented. "Thanks, you thinking of getting a haircut?" she asked. "Maybe, I want to. I hate my hair right now," I rolled my eyes poking a strand that covered my eye away.

"Don't be silly, you look fine," Louise smiled pushing the left over strands away. "Hmm, I guess," I shrugged looking out the window. We arrived at the school and I was already bomb rashed by other students when stepping into the bus aisle to get off. Louise looked at me concerned and I faked a smile, "I'm fine, don't worry." I let her know. She helped me up and we both walked out of the bus staring at the spawn of satan we call school. "Wow, bigger than I remember," she joked. We walked into math class greeted by Mr.Henry (I hated him) who looked at me frowning. "Welcome back Daniel," he mumbled. "Hi, Henry," I spat at 'Henry'. He grumbled looking away and writing something on the board. 'Fag' he wrote and I frowned after he erased it. I looked down thinking of that word, even the teacher hated me. I sat down all the way in the back in an empty chair next to
Pj. My eyes shot up when I heard foot steps. Who the hell was he?