Phil

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7:30 a.m.
I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. I look at the caller ID so see it was my mom. " Why the hell aren't you at school right now!?" " Because it isn't ti- oh shit it's 7:30! Ok I got to go mom see you later!" I hung up and hurried to get ready.

I run around to find a black shirt and black skinny jeans. I go to the bathroom to do my hair and brush my teeth. Once I'm done I grab my phone and bag and head to my motorcycle.

I'm and what people call a "bad boy". I wear black, have piercings, tattoos, and drive a motorcycle. But that's it. I'm not rude or anything, I just hate the world. I'm actually really sweet. But, no one needs to know that.

Once I get to school I get checked in and head to my first class. No one is in the hallways because class has started, except for one person.

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Hello! This is my first Phanfiction so this will probably be terrible, but hey I am trying my best!
Alright, good bye my people!

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