The Circle of Idiots

Dan doesn't know whether or not this whole mess was a good thing or a bad thing. To be honest, it sounds more like a bad thing to him. Never mind this is most definitely the worst-case scenario.

"Hey did you heard the news?"

"Yeah, I heard they dubbed him 'milk man' or something."

"That's a stupid name."

"I know right, like come up with a better name man. Feel bad for the dude."

Dan ducked his head further as he walks through the hall, he could hear gossips, whispers, anything related to talking. The fact the news traveled fast, was a big problem for him. Why? There is a 100% chance, that Liam ( FYI the weird scientist man) could try to get his life or make his life miserable, is there any difference between the two options? Not really, both are terrible.

Here he was now walking through the university halls, trying hard to ignore all the conversations going on about 'milk man'. He didn't know how to solve this problem, so what he can do is just not give a fuck about it and regret about it later on. Cause future Dan would just have to deal with it. But one thing he did know that 'milk man' is such a crappy name.

"Can't they name me like Quicksilver or the Flash? hell, even speedster would make sense." He grumbled softly, as too not to grab attention as he head to his first class. Seriously, that cashier dude just had to name him 'milk man' just because he stole some milk carton. Can't he be like green hoodie dude, or like even wonder boy would be okay. But no people thought the name 'milk man' would be cool. What is wrong with a guy just trying to have his milk in peace?

Dan continued muttering and grumbling about yesterday's incident, not knowing the shadow creeping behind him. He felt the tap on his shoulder, as he looks back to be met with a slap on his back.

"Wassup Danny, how you doin'?"

Fortunately, he didn't feel the slap too hard, but it did make him stumble. Dan regains his balance and glared at the man who had slapped him.

"For the last time, you gotta stop doing that, Calvin. I could just die from that slap of yours."

Calvin had only grinned at him and laughed, "But you always survive my bro slaps, nothing wrong with slapping a homie, innit?"

Calvin Roberts, same high school alumni, majoring in mechanical engineering. One of the most irritating people on earth. Light brown hair, the glinting hazel eyes, muscular build, most importantly that shit-eating grin of his (somehow the ladies in the university finds him hot, Dan doesn't know how someone can like this potato). With Dan majoring in biochemistry, they rarely get to meet that much. Especially Calvin was living in the dorms, and him staying at his mom's place ( "you're such a momma's boy" "shut up")

"So how's your week been going? We still got plenty of time till your first lecture." Calvin questioned as they walk to the cafeteria. Dan raised a brow at him and said "since when did you know my schedule? And why are we heading to the cafeteria?"

"Well dear Danny, cause I wanted to, and Helen's waiting there," Calvin explained, as he started rambling about his week. Dan's first question was never answered as Dan suffered listening to Calvin's rambling.

"Did you hear Danny, that there's this new guy 'milk man', apparently he likes milk just like you do."

Dan turned to Calvin and shrugged, trying to hide the fact he was nervous, "Well, it's a coincidence then, what's wrong with liking milk."

"You're weird Danny," Calvin laughed at the offended look Dan gave him, "Like who finishes four cartons of milk in two weeks? I'm surprised you're mom is fine with it."

"Hey milk's great, you're just so caught up with those Gatorade and energy drinks of yours that you don't even savor the great flavor of the milk," Dan argued, yeah it was weird for an undergraduate to live on milk, usually its either coffee or energy drinks. But milk surprisingly kept him alive.

"Whatever- oh there's Helen, AYUP HELEN!" Calvin exclaimed as he waved at a table where a girl was sitting. Helen, who looked up to the call of her name, waved back.

They both walked toward the table as they both sat down near the girl.

"What's up losers."

Helen Wu, the girl had a poker face plastered on as she stared at them unamused. Majoring in Visual Arts, Calvin had introduced her to Dan. With dyed blue hair set up to a messy ponytail, and several piercings, you can instantly tell that she was a wild person.

Dan glanced at the both of them, as they chatter about their day. Honestly, their group was weird, Dan thinks both of them have no brain cells, as he was the only one who puts up with their shit.

"Hey did you heard the news? Don't you think it sounds like Daniel?" Helen said pointing at him, the look in her eyes said that she wanted answers. Dan could feel a headache taking over.

"I know right, I mean who in the world would steal milk cartons, normal people would take cash or cigarettes or something. Unless your a milk lover like this dude." Calvin laughed at him.

"Everybody calls me Dan except you two, and for the last time milk is something normal to like? Why is everybody making a big deal over it." Dan glared at the two, as his right foot kept tapping the floor repeatedly. Honestly now he was irritated, his week was ruined from the weird bitter drink (that wasn't coffee, cus it was mixed with his milk), someone just had to try to rob a convenience store and he just happens to be there. Now, these two idiots are trying to either mock him or find out it was him all along.

Which he didn't want them to find out there was something wrong with him.

"H-hey why is our table shaking-"

"Wait the ground is shaking."

Dan stopped his foot tapping as he glanced at his surrounding. Both Calvin and Helen had a panicked look at their face, as he gazes their surrounding, other people had also run or hid under their table.

'Whoops,' he thought, glancing at his foot. Hiding the surprise on his face when he saw a dent on the floor. Dan might have cause panic across the campus.

'Yeah, no shit sherlock' he thought as Calvin stood up in shock. "Dude, what the hell was that, an earthquake?"

"What else dumbass, a hurricane?" Helen snapped at him "But it stopped."

"You guys are being too loud," Dan muttered, so apparently he can cause small earthquakes just because of his insane foot tapping. Great.

"Are we going to die?" Calvin dramatically said as he was shaking Helen's shoulders back and forth.

"Let go you fucking gorilla!"

Dan sigh at their banter, suddenly his phone ringed. He picked it up and saw a new contact message popping out.

'Meet me at Ben's and May's. Evening.'

The message was short, but he knew what it was. It was obviously Liam Lincoln, trying not to think much about it Dan shoved his phone back into his backpack as he glances at the two still bickering idiots. What was he going to do with them? The only answer is to just disappear and leave.

"Anyways gotta go, see ya," Dan said quickly not wanting to listen to their argument, as he ran. Forgetting the fact he wasn't normal anymore he saw everything slowing down, as he was suddenly outside his class.

He felt the sudden whiplash as he staggered down, his hand steady to the wall as to not fall.

"God, I really need to stop doing that."

At the very least he was out of the cafeteria, he can't imagine staying there any longer. For some reason everything seemed to sound louder than normal, or how it looks clearer.

Was this a spider man situation? He thought as he gathers himself up, composing himself. Probably it was, considering how familiar the two situations were. But somehow his situation didn't sound cool at all.

'Whatever', he thought, as he sat down waiting for his professor to come in and start the lecture. He'll just have to visit Liam at the end of the day.

"I hate this."

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Meanwhile, Calvin and Helen have yet to cease their bickering, as they both didn't notice their missing friend and the dent on the floor.

"Yo, where's Danny?"

"How do I know you, big oaf!"

As so the circle of idiots has yet to end even with Dan away.

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The day passed by fast, as Dan was already right in front of the coffee shop. Phone in hand, glancing around the shop to find the person who had texted him.

Walking in, he greeted May's husband, Ben. Which were a small wave and a smile. Dan walked further down the shop, as he saw the lone man on the corner drinking what seems to be the shop's signature coffee.

"Hello Daniel Walters, please have a sit."

Dan wanted to just dig a hole and bury himself.