Kingston's Academy fact #6:each hall also has a laundry room, you have to wash your uniforms and relax clothes twice a week, if you don't, you have to wait till next week because the hall manager locks the door.

It's was Thursday , and since they had gotten done with all their work, the 7th hall was buzzing with laughter and video games.Mark, Sean  and Felix were arguing playfully over the game while Shane and Chris sat there laughing loudly at them while also cramming snacks in their mouths that they stole from the kitchen.Phil was nowhere to be seen as always.

Dan was standing there, breathing heavily with a arm full of clothes, his panties tucked deep in the mass somewhere so they wouldn't be seen. He walked past them without them noticing how pale he looked and flies into the dark room.

Turning on the light, he opens the washer and hurriedly stuffs the clothes into it. Only releasing his held breath as he hears the cycle start.

Dan smiles happily, the washer was going and no one would actually investigate wet clothes. All he had to do was wait until it was time to put them in the dryer and then he was home free.

"Hey Dan come help us laugh at Sean Mark and Felix!" Chris calls from the living room.

Dan takes one more look at the spinning clothes and shrugs, he should stop worrying. "Coming!" He calls as he turns off the light and walks out.

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After about 20 minutes, Dan was sitting there with his stomach hurting, his face was in a pillow and it was flushed from laughing so hard and the boys still kept going at it. He had successfully put his clothes in the dryer also without any confirmation.

"I said go left you Irish bastard!."

"Oh I'll shave off your ball sack and feed it to you for your birthday if you keep that up!"

"Both of you out the tip of your tongue to the tip of my dick and shut up!"

Dan was actually having fun, these are the people he had grown to know over the last years and it seemed to just get better.

"Hey Dan the buzzer went off for your clothes." Chris says to him.

"Hey I'll put them in the hamper if you don't want to get up-"

"NO!" Dan yells.

Mark and Sean turn to him from their game and Shane looks at him shocked. Chris just blinks, Felix snorts and stealthily punches Sean's character.

"Well damn." Shane says, "that was dramatic."

Dan's face flushes  red. "I-I mean, I got it, thanks for offering Chris."

"Yea no problem." Chris mumbles,he watches Dan curiously as he gets up and walks quickly to the laundry room.

Dan opens the door, the light was already on.... He almost shrieks like a little girl. Phil was standing there with a hamper full of his clothes.

"What are you doing!" He practically runs over to him and rips the hamper out of his hands.almost touching Phil's fingers in the process.

"Woah hey! I was just putting clothes in here since I have to dry mine." Phil answers exasperatedly.

Dan started breathing hard. "You... don't need... to be snooping... in other people's... stuff!"

"What is there something bad in those clothes?" He looks at Dan for a minute, "oh they're yours? What's in there Dan?" Phil tries to grab the hamper back but Dan pulls it out of his reach, protecting it like a child.

"How long have you been in here?" He glares at him, but panic was laced in his voice.

"Almost till the dryer cycle was ending, but then my clothes finished washing so I decided to just wait until it was over to put my clothes in there." Phil watches him with suspicion.

Dan composed his face after what felt like forever and turned his nose up. "Well I still disagree with you being impatient, thank you for taking out my clothes." And at that, he turns and walks away without a backward glance.

Phil smirks to himself as he tucks the lacy fabric deeper in his pocket and whistling happily, he walks out the room, his day kept getting better and better, Dan had a lot of explaining to do.

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Dan walked briskly over to his dark space, his stomach was rumbling since he had woke up late that morning, and by the time he walked down the steps, the plates for breakfast were getting cleared away.

He reaches on his tip toes to grab his lunchbox but his hands grabs around nothing.
"What?" He says. He brings his hands down and groans at the collected dust on his hand. He reaches into his right pocket and pulls out a disinfectant wipe out of its pack and wipes off his hand.

He discards it in the small hidden trash bag. Who would take his lunchbox? Not Melissa, she never payed attention to him until lunch. Dan groans he was going to have no choice but to use a tray, buying another one was going to have to wait.

Dan's walks out and as he enters the lunch room the first thing he sees is Phil unzipping his grey lunchbox and pulling out a sandwich and a small bottle of alcohol. Dan walks over to him quickly, anger bottling up in him.

"Phil that's my lunchbox why did you steal it!"

Phil swallows his sandwich and smiles at him, "Hey Dan, nice of you to join me."

Dan clenches his fists, trying so hard not to lose his composure, "Phil," He says through gritted teeth, "why did you steal my lunchbox?"

"It was the only way to really get your attention." He says casually.

Dan reaches out to grab it and Phil gives it to him. He holds it close to his chest, glaring. "What do you want?"

Setting down the sandwich, Phil opens the bottle and takes a long drink before wiping his mouth and smiling. "We need to go somewhere private."

"I'm not going anywhere private with you! If you have something to tell me, tell me right now."

Phil looks around smirking, "Are you sure you want me to blurt it out now?"

Dan's face goes pale, no, there's no way he could know. "Blurt what out?"

Phil just chuckles, "Come on Dan, let's just go somewhere."

Dan moves out the way of his reaching hand, "I have to eat first." He mumbles.

Phil puts on a fake pout, "Ah did Danny not get to eat breakfast?" He picks up the bitten sandwich and brandishes it in his face, "here eat up."

Disgusted, Dan pushes the sandwich away, "I refuse to eat from a sandwich that you've already bitten off of, it's contaminated with your amebas."

"I would feel offended if I knew what you were talking about." He replies.

The bell rings over head and Dan almost lets out a small cry, now he didn't get to eat lunch! He looks at Phil who still had a ghost of a smile on his face as he drank again from flask, draining it this time. He stands and Dan backs up.

"Come with me Dan." He says moving his head toward the door leading out to the outside.

The lunchroom was almost cleared out now, Dan had his foot turned to go to.

"No Phil, I can't skip, I'm so close to having my second gold badge."
Phil shrugs, "I don't have any badges Dan, and does it look like I care?"

"You don't care about anything!" He counterattacks, "so, I'm sorry but I have to decline your offer to skip with you, goodbye." He turns fully now, and walks away.

Phil stands there for a moment before tucking his right hand in his pocket and grabbing the soft lace. "Fine." He smiles, "lets do this the hard way."

He starts after Dan.

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Dan had dropped out of law finally, instead he was taking band so he could be with a piano at all times. His stomach rumbles angrily but he ignores it as he opens the side door into the bright sunshine and hurried across the grass to the small building.

He hears a noise behind him and he turns his head sharply. "Phil!.... oh." Dan turns back as he starts walking again. Just a squirrel. This was getting ridiculous. Phil used to not want to talk to him at all until this year. Why he didn't know but it was getting very hard to avoid him now.

Walking into the band room, his ears are filled with tuning instruments and blaring spurts of scales from trumpets. Dan now hides his lunchbox on one of the shelves that holds empty cases and sighs happily, walking over to the piano.

Everything tunes out as he sits down and places his hands on the smooth keys. He starts playing, only at a volume he cares to hear as his eyes close to the beautiful melody.

Phil peeks in the doors and sees Dan in the back, his eyes closed as his hands press lightly on the keys. When did Dan play piano? Phil had to admit, he was almost sad that he had to pull him out of his trance, but things needed to be discussed.

He opens the door and only a few people actually stop what they're doing to look at him. Wow Dan looked really good.

"Well hello again Dan, did you do something different with your hair?" Dan opens his eyes at once, the wrong key rings out as he looks up at Phil who was sitting on the piano, swinging his feet, his snake bite pulled into his mouth.

"Get off the piano," Dan's voice held a hint of protective authority in it.

"I told you to come with me Dan so I could talk to you about your sexual secret."

Without thinking Dan shoots back. "I don't have any sexual secrets! You're just making that up!"

"Am I?" Phil asks as he finally pulls out something that makes Dan's blood run cold, "then what is this?"

i hope your liking the story so far! i'm trying to figure out how many chapters i actually want to do.

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