candyfloss ; phan

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    "Hey Ashley!"

"Come here, Phil!"

I walk over toward Ashley, Pj and Chris. They greet me with a smile. "Hey, Phil. We were just talking about You!" She blushes. I raise an eyebrow. "All good things I hope?" Ashley nods, but then Pj steps in front of her and smiles suggestively. "Oh, better than you know...." Ashley punches him in the back and Pj laughs. I roll my eyes. "You guys are idiots." I also let my self let out a slight chuckle. Just as I do that, The bell rings to go to 1st period. Ashley and I make eye contact that makes my stomach twist and turn. I smile and try to play it cool. "Shall we proceed to class, madam?" she smiles and blushes. "We shall, good sir." Still chuckling, we proceed to 1st period, side by side.

    I couldn't help but notice that she was extra giggly today. And her makeup looked way more precisly done today. She was wearing sweats and a T-shirt yesterday, but she was wearing a crop top with high waisted shorts. She looked absolutely stunning. Which made me wonder, why would she want to hang out with some nerd that watches anime and literally more colorful than life? I shrugged it off, I mean she was just being nice, right?

     We got to art and I start worrying. Did she want me to sit with her again? Probably not, I know she has a lot of friends. I was just about to sit down at a different desk when Ashley called me over. "Do you not want to sit with me?" sounding a bit concered. "Oh, I wanted to! I just didn't know what you had in mind." really, Phil? She smiles. "You can sit by me every day if you would like. Your choice." Just as she said that, the bell rang and class started so I sat down by Ash.

    When the teacher was in the middle of a lecture, I felt eyes on me for some reason. I Looked all around the room, but I didn't find anyone. Then I looked over to the corner left of me when I find that same kid, the one with the shaggy brown hair, studying me. I didn't get to see him staring for long though, because as any normal person would, he looked away as soon as I met eyes with him. I kinda felt bad, because I know how embarrassing it is to get caught staring.

    I look over to Ashley, on her phone under the table. I lean over and whisper "who is that over there?" she looks up and looks confused at first. "who are you talking about-Oh you mean Dan?" she made sure to whisper. I nod.
She continues. "Well his name is Dan Howell. He's an extreme introvert. I don't think I've ever seen him talk to anyone. I tried to befriend him, but he just walks away from me." she shrugs. "Its not that he dosent like people I don't think, he's just stuck in his own body I'm pretty sure." I nod and look away.

    Hmm. I wonder if that guy im texting has anything to do with him. I mean, he did live in manchester and he was a junior. Nah, I bet not. That's too cheesy. Theres more than just one Dan in this world. I look back to the lecture.

"So we will be doing a project where you will be painting a sunset. It may seem easy, but blending all the paints will take some time. You can work alone or with a partner, but if you choose to work with a partner I will be choosing them. So please raise your hand if you would like to work alone." I looked at Ash, and she nodded. I guess we both hoped that fate would bring us together somehow. I looked around the room, I saw a couple of hands raise but not a significant amount. I look over to Dan, and he had his hand up as well. I did know why, but as much as I wanted to be paired with Ash  I wanted to see what Dan was like. But I didn't have enough confidence to just go up to him on my own. Now that wasn't an option at all.

    "Okay, thank you. You will start working with your partners tomorrow. Class is about out, so grab a pamphlet about shades and tints as you head out." Just like that, the class spreads into a frenzy of talking and movement. Ashley says "wanna leave a bit early so we can Catch Chris abs Pj? " I smile." Sure. " As we were leaving, I couldn't help but look at that dan kid. Well, I would have of he wasn't already gone.

an // rewriting this shit is so hard , i hate my old writing style so much