~Dan's POV~
I was walking down the hall with the punk. I hope he didn't see my cuts because I would need to explain why I cut and it's hard enough trying to hide it. When we got to the classroom, the punk walked in the classroom first and sat down in his seat. Me on the other hand, I walked up to the teacher and she looks up at me being the six foot three guy I am. She smiles and stands up. "Class, this is Daniel. This is his first day here so, please be nice to him" She looks down at me and said "You can sit next to Phil" She smiles and I nod my head and start walking to the seat next to Phil. As I walked to my seat, I looked down at my feet wanting to avoid any eye contact. When I go to my seat, I set my binder and notepad on the desk and put my backpack on the back of the chair. When I sat down, I was greeted with Phil whispering in my ear. "You've got a really cute name" I blush lightly and smile a little. I grab my pencil and write Thanks. You have a cute name too. I hand the pad of paper to Phil and watch his reaction. He smiles and whispers "So do you want me to call you Daniel or Dan?" Phil asks as he hands the pad of paper back to me. Daniel I write and hand the pad of paper to Phil. Phil nodded his head and handed the pad of paper back to me and I put it under my binder. I look down at my arms to check to see if my cuts where visible. I don't like telling people that I cut because they could tell the school then I will be sent to a asylum and I don't want to go back to that hell hole. The last time I went to one I was 12 and I hated it. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't hear the teacher calling my name. I hear laughter and look up to see what they are laughing at. After a few seconds I figure out that they are laughing at me. I sighed and quickly tried to get up but I felt somebody grab my arm and tug me back down. I look at Phil and shake my head and mouth 'Let me go'. Phil sighed and shook his head "I know what you are going to do" He whispered. I sighed. How did he know? "I know what you where doing in the bathroom after what happened. I saw your arms Dan" Phil stands up and brings my to the bathroom. When we get to the bathroom he said "Pull up your sleeves." I shook my head. "Please Dan.. I'm trying to help you" I sighed and slowly pulled up my sleeves to reveal scars from past cuts and really deep marks from newer cuts. Phil sighed and grabbed my hands. "Why do you do this..?" Phil asks quietly. I take a deep breath and try to get words out. "P--parents.." I coughed really hard after I talked. Phil sighs and nods his head. "What do your parents do to cause you to harm yourself?" Phil asks then let's go of one of my hands and moves my curly hair behind my ear and looks me in the eyes. I look down. "T--they abuse me.." Phil lifts my head up. "That must be really rough.." I nod my head . "I promise I will do anything to keep you away from harm. Even is that means leaving my friends and risking my reputation." I smile a little and nod my head. "C--can we stay here for the r--rest of class?" I cough hard and loudly. Phil nods his head "Sure" Phil lets go of my hand and sits down against the wall and motions for me to sit next to him. I walk over to him but I don't sit on the floor, I sit on his lap and giggled quietly. "Okay.. that works too" Phil chuckled.

WHAT UP! Sorry it took a looong time to get this completed. I kind of procrastinated a lot over break and a lot so yeah :) I hope you guys liked this part