Dan wasn't so good at making friends, ever since he was younger. He doesn't know why that is, hes just like every other kid. Cute, funny, weird and a little out of the ordinary. Okay maybe hes not like every other kid, but isn't that a good thing. Nobody should want to be just like everybody else. 

*Dans P.O.V* 

||Age Five||

"Go on Daniel, go make some new friends." my mother encourages but I remain standing behind her legs as the giant room, also known as the play room, fills with young children and their parents, siblings and carers. 

"Go on Son, they look wonderful." Dad compliments the children, probably right. They all  look so kind, but nobody knows what they are really like on the inside. 

"I wanna go home.." I whisper causing both my parents to sigh. 

"You can't go home Sweetie." Mum says and I whimper as Dad holds my hand and walks towards a group of kids. Oh no, no, no I wanna go home!

"Look there are heaps of nice kids over there." he tells me and I whimper a little. "What about you go talk to them?" 

"Owk.." I whisper and walks over to where he points. Just as I'm about to get to them, all but one of them run away from me. I look at them a little confused before turning around and looks at where my Father once stood, but hes gone. 

I start walking over to where my parents were standing before, but they were gone too. I start running around the rooms, opening doors and cupboards, running outside and looking behind tall trees, under the slide and just about everywhere.

Then I hear it, a car beeping just outside the gate. I look over and feels my heart sink as my mother waves to me through the window. They drive away quickly as a teacher walks towards me. I hug a small black and blue bear to my chest and sits on the floor as I cry. She sighs a little and rubs my back. 

"Come on Daniel, lets go inside." I look up at her and whimpers, taking a hand that she offers to me and walks with her back inside, sniffling as I walk. "Are you okay now?" She asks and I shake my head a little. "Come on it wont be that bad.." I pull my hand out of hers and walks over to the painting table, dipping a long paint brush in the black paint and starts painting Blue, my teddy, as he sits in my lap. 

"Hi!" the kid who didn't walk away from me before exclaims as he sits beside me, I look at him a little confused. "My names Phil, its nice to meet chu!" he giggles and I smile a faint smile back at him. 

"I'm Daniel, but you can call me Dan.." 

"Good!" 

||Age 15|| 

"Looser!" one of my bullies, Joe, shoves me into the lockers and I look up at him with emotionless eyes. 

"Stop perving on us!" Joe's best friend Caspar exclaims and I look at him.

"I wasn't 'perving' on you. You're not my type." I say with an eye roll as he glares at me. 

"What, we aren't good enough for the fag?" I shake my head. 

"Not particularly." I say as Caspar grabs Joe. 

"Come on Joe, lets go." with a slight struggle, the two fuckers are leaving me alone in the hallway. 

"Bye Bye!" I smirk at them and Joe turns with a glint in his eye, suggesting something a little unfortunate, in my case anyway. "Hope you have fun in the closet!" 

"What did you say?!" he exclaims and I roll my eyes a little as I feel a tug on my arm, I turn and looks at the slightly taller teen. 

"Hey Philly." I smile at him a little. He rolls his eyes. 

"Come on, we've got to get to class." I nod a little and follows him towards music class, sitting in a circle with the rest of the students in my class. I look over at Phil and smiles as he leans on me a little and I look forwards and listens to what the teacher tells us. 

"Yawn." Phil whispers and I chuckle a little, looking over at him and rolling my eyes a little also. 

"Whats so funny Daniel?" I look back at the teacher and raises a brow. 

"Nothing, nothing." he rolls his eyes again and continues talking before letting us go into the separate little rooms with different instruments in each. Phil and I of course went into one of the piano rooms. I sit down on the stool next to Phil and smiles as he watches me play something. 

But as usual, someone has to ruin it, and today its the one and only, queen bitch, Zoella. I look over at her as she walks in, smirking at me as she shuts the piano on my fingers. I bits back a painful groan. 

"Could you not? We were playing that." Zoella rolls her eyes and ruffles my hair up a little. 

"Aw, is Wittle Danny upset?" I glare at her and looks at Phil as he shakes his head a little. I look back up at Zoella. 

"Just get out." she rolls her eyes a little more. 

"Why don't you? Alfie and I want to go in here." I shake my head and stays where I am. 

"F-ck you." I state as I lift up the hood again and starts playing again. Phil looks at me as Zoella storms out of the room.  

"Now why would you tell her to f-ck off?" Phil asks me and I shrug a little. 

"Why wouldn't I?" I ask him and he rolls his eyes. 

"I don't know why I even asked you that." he says and I nod with a slight smirk and ruffles his hair. 

"Because you're little innocent Philip Lester." I say and he pouts a little. 

"Meanie." 

"You love me." 

"I do." I say and hugs his waist. 

A/N: I dont know how popular this book is going to be but its going to be great so you should all stay tuned. ^-^ Also, this chapter is a bit weird but yolo ;) 

I KNOW IN THE FIRST BIT DAN WASNT REALLY TALKING OR THINKING LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD BUT OH WELL HES A SMARTY PANTS