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The alarm rang and he groaned loudly, pressing his face into the pillow as it continued to play its annoying tune, attempting to wake him from his slumber. He pressed the snooze button, snuggling back down into the warm covers before groaning again; he was awake.
Rolling out of bed, he struggled to remove the heavy duvet from his tired body, his groggy mind only half aware as he went through the usual morning routine; walking into the bathroom and climbing into the shower, he hummed the tune to The Lion King and washed himself, soon stepping out of the shower and draping himself in a towel before going downstairs to make himself a quick breakfast.
Finishing his meal, he returned back up the stairs and to his bedroom, closing the door behind him and beginning to dry his hair, brushing and straightening the brown curls into straight locks. He placed his black and white studs into his ears and pulled on his black skinny jeans, doing a slight dance to manoeuvre his way into the fabric while pulling them up.
Flipping through the pile of shirts that littered his room, he decided on a black tee, adding a black jacket over it as he put on his equally black converse. He was feeling gothic today, he mused with a smile.
He checked himself in the mirror, nodding his approval before picking up his bag and running down the stairs, calling out a quick goodbye to anyone in the house before shutting the door and making his way to the bus shelter, hunching his shoulders as a chilling breeze passed him by.
As he drew closer to the shelter, he saw the bus come round the bend, jogging the rest of the way as the large vehicle stopped, opening the doors to him as the plump, middle aged man took his student pass and swiped it, not uttering a word to Dan as the brunette made his way near the back of the bus.
He sat down, two seats up from the back, and placed his bag on the seat next to him, pulling out his iPod and plugging in the headphones, turning on the device and pressing the 'Play' button, smiling to himself as a Muse song began to play into his ears.
Turning to face the window, he rested his head in his hand and looked out through the glass, watching as the surroundings passed by steadily while music played to him soothingly.

The bus stopped and Dan raised an eyebrow; they would usually be at the school by this point but apparently not. He looked out of the corner of his eyes as another student with pale skin and raven dark hair, stepped onto the bus and handed the bus driver his student pass, seeing the plump man swipe it and hand it back to the mysterious new kid.
He watched him as he walked with his head bowed to the back of the bus, Dan's heart thumping hard against his chest as for a fleeting moment their eyes met, the intense blue of the other male shocking him before he let his head fall again, dark fringe covering his face once more.
It took Dan a moment before his heart calmed down, eyes averting back to what lay beyond the window as his mind whirled with thoughts of the new kid that now sat two seats behind him. He wished he could turn around and take in his image but knew he would look weird for it so decided against it.
He decided he would introduce himself later.

As the bus stopped at the bus stop, deflating its wheels with a loud gush of air, Dan stood, putting away his iPod and collecting his things, glancing up as the seemingly older male passed by Dan without a care.
He slung his bag over his shoulder and hurried off the bus, catching up quickly to the blue eyed male, reaching out his hand to place upon his shoulder and opening his mouth, about to greet the other when a fist impacted into his stomach, doubling him over as he gasped.
"Don't touch me," the other hissed, removing his fist from Dan's stomach and gazing at him with disgust in his pale eyes. He walked away quickly, leaving Dan to regain his stolen breath as he watched him leave.

Description
The alarm rang and he groaned loudly, pressing his face into the pillow as it continued to play its annoying tune, attempting to wake him from his slumber. He pressed the snooze button, snuggling back down into the warm covers before groaning again; he was awake.
Rolling out of bed, he struggled to remove the heavy duvet from his tired body, his groggy mind only half aware as he went through the usual morning routine; walking into the bathroom and climbing into the shower, he hummed the tune to The Lion King and washed himself, soon stepping out of the shower and draping himself in a towel before going downstairs to make himself a quick breakfast.
Finishing his meal, he returned back up the stairs and to his bedroom, closing the door behind him and beginning to dry his hair, brushing and straightening the brown curls into straight locks. He placed his black and white studs into his ears and pulled on his black skinny jeans, doing a slight dance to manoeuvre his way into the fabric while pulling them up.
Flipping through the pile of shirts that littered his room, he decided on a black tee, adding a black jacket over it as he put on his equally black converse. He was feeling gothic today, he mused with a smile.
He checked himself in the mirror, nodding his approval before picking up his bag and running down the stairs, calling out a quick goodbye to anyone in the house before shutting the door and making his way to the bus shelter, hunching his shoulders as a chilling breeze passed him by.
As he drew closer to the shelter, he saw the bus come round the bend, jogging the rest of the way as the large vehicle stopped, opening the doors to him as the plump, middle aged man took his student pass and swiped it, not uttering a word to Dan as the brunette made his way near the back of the bus.
He sat down, two seats up from the back, and placed his bag on the seat next to him, pulling out his iPod and plugging in the headphones, turning on the device and pressing the 'Play' button, smiling to himself as a Muse song began to play into his ears.
Turning to face the window, he rested his head in his hand and looked out through the glass, watching as the surroundings passed by steadily while music played to him soothingly.

The bus stopped and Dan raised an eyebrow; they would usually be at the school by this point but apparently not. He looked out of the corner of his eyes as another student with pale skin and raven dark hair, stepped onto the bus and handed the bus driver his student pass, seeing the plump man swipe it and hand it back to the mysterious new kid.
He watched him as he walked with his head bowed to the back of the bus, Dan's heart thumping hard against his chest as for a fleeting moment their eyes met, the intense blue of the other male shocking him before he let his head fall again, dark fringe covering his face once more.
It took Dan a moment before his heart calmed down, eyes averting back to what lay beyond the window as his mind whirled with thoughts of the new kid that now sat two seats behind him. He wished he could turn around and take in his image but knew he would look weird for it so decided against it.
He decided he would introduce himself later.

As the bus stopped at the bus stop, deflating its wheels with a loud gush of air, Dan stood, putting away his iPod and collecting his things, glancing up as the seemingly older male passed by Dan without a care.
He slung his bag over his shoulder and hurried off the bus, catching up quickly to the blue eyed male, reaching out his hand to place upon his shoulder and opening his mouth, about to greet the other when a fist impacted into his stomach, doubling him over as he gasped.
"Don't touch me," the other hissed, removing his fist from Dan's stomach and gazing at him with disgust in his pale eyes. He walked away quickly, leaving Dan to regain his stolen breath as he watched him leave.