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Dan: "Hi."
Phil: "Hey."
D"What's the matter Phil?"
P"Nothing Dan."
D"If that wasn't a lie then I don't know what is."
P"Seriously, I'm fine. Nothing is the matter."
D"Then what did you mean?"
P"I'm always unsure of myself. I just-just... don't know."
D"Don't know what? That you're unbelievably incredible? That I'd rather sit and talk with you through texts then talk to my own family? That I care so much for someone who can barely love themselves?"
P"You… care about me?"
D"Well I-I mean that l-like we seem to be getting along well, t-that's all. Heh"
P"Oh."
D"But I meant ever thing that I said. Phil you're probably my best friend."
P"Friend?"
D"Yeah, I mean I dunno, I thought we were cool, ya know?"
P"Yeah well I'm going to go it's nice to hear what you sound like though. I think that when we do this again, it's got to be proper okay?"
D"Okay."
P"Bye Dan."
-Disconnected-
D"bye Phill."
It was about noon and Dan knew he had to go downstairs to tell his mum that he wouldn't be attending school today.
Dan opens his door when he his greeted by his mother looking rather suspicious standing outside his door.
D"Hiya mum, what'cha doing there?"
M"Oh Daniel you know, just in the area and thought I'd stop bye. What do you think I'm doing here? Why aren't you at school? And who were you talking to in there?"
D"Oh about that, mum my friend who lives in Manchester was having some issues, and I was scared for him. I didn't want him to do anything stupid."
M"Oh my, is everything okay?"
D"Yeah, well-I mean at least I hope so."
M"Well since I have you here, what would you like for supper? I'm thinking either cornish pastie with chips, baked beans and salad or perhaps even breakfast for dinner."
D"Yeah, or we could have pizza, or like... toast."
M"Don't you like my cooking?"
D"Well of course I do, but I'm a teenager who only wants to eat junk food, and listen to music in his room forever. Make whatever you want mum, I'll probably eat it."
M"haha alright love ya."
D"Love ya too."
Dan closes his bedroom door and plops down onto his floor. "Ugggggh what am I going to do with him? Why can't he see that he's so perfect? UGGGGGGHGHGHGHGHG." Dan sits up and pulls the laptop off the bed and sets it on the floor in front of him. He checks his daily booth and twitter for anything new. He's got a few comments on his photos, and 3 new followers. 'Queue the Rockband until Phil wants to talk or Dinner, whichever comes first.'
Phil was sitting on the floor of his bedroom and he realized that he was supposed to meet some friends in a few. Phil searches for his phone to text his friends letting them know he couldn't make it today. He got one reply out of the four he had texted. 'ya man dnt even worry abt it. got a date.' his friend was going to blow him off with out even letting Phil know. 'This sucks. I'm so stupid and lame. Even my own friends don't want to hang out with me.' Phil thought to himself. Phil got up and grabbed his laptop and listened to some music.