#danielb

Daniel: So, welcome to Desi-Rhythm Dance Studio, this is where I work. My dream is to be a stage performer like my dad, and I do enjoy dancing, so I thought taking this backup dancer job here where my mum works would be a good idea. I don't enjoy it as mush as I thought I would, but it's good to get paid.

Adam, thinking: Ugh, I just wanna kiss you so bad...

Daniel: Hey, can I give you a tour? And maybe if we bump into some of my work friends I can introduce you to them.

Adam: But baby, your mum doesn't even know we're together!

Hannah: Caden, stop messing up the piles!!!

Hannah: Adam? What brings you here? ... Who are those for?

Adam: They're... for you, of course, Mrs. Bell! Thank you for that lovely dinner the other night. ... By the way, is Daniel home?

Hannah didn't know about her son dating Adam yet, but she knew they were close friends and that Adam came over often.

Hannah: That's really nice of you, Adam, thank you! Well, Daniel is at work today, but... wanna join and kick piles of leaves with us?

Adam: No thank you, I gotta head back home now!

Daniel had been sneaking out with his friends and boyfriend in the middle of the night, and it was affecting his performance at school and work.

His parents were worried about him, especially his mum, who gave him his part time job at the dance studio.

Caden: Mummy, where is Danny? Why isn't he eating dinner with us again?

Hannah: I don't know dear, maybe your daddy knows where he's gone tonight.

Isaac: Not a clue, love. I haven't seen him since this morning when he nearly overslept and needed to be woken up just in time for the school bus.

Hannah: I'm telling you, this is not going to end well. If Daniel keeps missing his afternoon shifts because he's tired or away on a community lot somewhere, the studio is going to fire him and it's not going to be a good look on me at work.

Isaac: And that's only half of it! If he loses his job, he cannot earn his own spending money, and you know well that we cannot afford to buy him the things he wants. We can barely afford to buy the boys the things they need.

Best friends Sharla and Daniel always discussing the important things in life.

Daniel: Okay fine, I'll admit it, there is a boy I like in school... and we've been talking for a bit, and I think he likes me back, but I'm scared, I've never even kissed anyone before...

Sharla: Kissing is not a big deal! You just have to press your lips together and the rest will just come naturally, trust me.

Daniel's crush Adam gave him the green light and told him he liked him first, so Daniel felt confident enough to make his move as well.

Daniel: Mum, today is the last day of Pride in Belladonna and my friend Sharla and I wanna go because Cleo Shikibu has a free concert... Can I go? Please please please!

Hannah: Darling, two 14 year olds, alone at Pride? Do you know how dangerous it can be with all the anti-protesters?

Daniel: There literally aren't any this year, I've read the news from yesterday! It's all safe and there's like a lot of kids too and stuff.

Hannah: Now that you mention kids... Victor will be out there with Pauline too today.

Daniel: Then, we could turn to him if there was anything wrong, right? Not that there would be anything wrong! ... Please?

Hannah: Okay, I see you really want to go. I'll tell Victor to keep an eye on you guys then. And you need to promise me you'll watch your phone and reply to my texts!

Daniel: I promise I will! Thank you Mum!!!

Taking a short detour to the Bells in Desiderata Valley...

...because Alex's friend Daniel needs to celebrate a birthday!

Siempre es lo mismo contigo, escribes que "no llore" y eres tú el que me hace daño.

Lloro porque me duele

Lloro porque me afecta

"No hay motivos para llorar" odio esa indiferencia, y me duele, lloro porque me duele, y  tú no entiendes eso. Odio tu indiferencia. Odio que me hagas daño. Me odio por perdonarte. Me odio por haberte escogido para amarte. Odio no poder liberarme de ti porque aunque tenga muchas razones para terminarte siempre vuelvo a ti. Me odio. Odio que me hagas daño. Odio saber que he soportado tu indiferencia conmigo estos 10 meses. Odio estar llorando mientras escribo esto. Odio no tener a nadie que me pueda consolar. Me odio porque me haces daño. Te odio porque nunca tomas en serio mi dolor. Odio que cada vez que te escribo lo que me duele lo ignores. Odio amarte. Odio que estés tan lejos. Odio que no cambies. Odio que este amor duela.