lester: dannyyyy

lester: wakey wakey

dansonfire: what year is it

lester: it's the year of the school

lester: now go get ready or you're gonna be late you spork.
read, 7:30am

phil's pov

i finished writing in my book and put my pen down, looking at the pink paper i just wrote on. wow, i was cute.

dear dan,
i've seen you. i know you, and you know me. you're adorable, you're really cute. i like you. i like you a lot. but you'll never know who i am :-) xx
love, your secret admirer.

wow. i was cheesy. i folded up the paper and stuck it in my bag, heading to school.

-20 minutes later-

i looked around the halls. no sign of dan anywhere, this was perfect.

i looked at the locker numbers.

324, 325, 326! i quickly check my surroundings and slip the note in. i head to the classroom and walk in, dan isn't in yet. i sit back in my seat and lock my eyes on the door. the bell rings.

a few moments goes by, and there's finally a knock on the door, it opens slowly. it's dan.

"sorry." he whispered to the teacher. he walked in the aisles. he carried his binder and his textbooks. and then i saw it.

the pink paper.