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ʟɪɢʜᴛʜᴏᴜsᴇ (ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏɪɴɴɪᴛ)

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Thomas Simons sat slumped at a cluttered desk through another tedious science lesson. He was zoned out of the teachers boring lecture, directing his attention on a simple bee he was doodling in the top corner of his workbook.

He grinned as he finished its wings, excited to reveal it to his bee-loving best friend Toby when the lesson ended. He glanced at that very friend sitting across the room at the front of the class, who seemed as uninterested in the work as he was.

Tommy attempted to refocus his thoughts towards the monotonous science teacher, but he soon grew drowsy and instead found an interest in gazing out at the sky from the nearest window.

His eyes fell upon the usual grey and gloomy sky, yet another typical, cloudy day in the UK.

Knock Knock

He got shaken out of his daze at the unexpected sound at the classroom door. The knocks sounded firm and urgent.

Our teacher welcomed the furgure at the door inside, and in walked two familiar people. The school nurse and therapist accompanied by her assistant, Niki.

Tommy had seen them many times.. He'd experienced dreadful bullying in the past year, and found that visits to the nurse, Ms Puffy, became a daily occurrence. That is, until parents got involved and his bully was subsequently sent to a reform camp. Though the problem never truly stopped.

The originally weary atmosphere in the room completely shifted at Ms Puffy's presence. Although she was a pleasant lady, her showing up to a class was never a great sign.. Either there was some sort of drama or something bad had happened.

"Thomas Simons?", she called out, the sympathetic tone prominent in her tone of voice. Tommy felt himself pale at the mention of his name. Had he done something wrong?

Perhaps they were calling him in about his late assignment the other day. That must've been the reason.

God.. Why did he have to doze out so much?

He hesistantly got to his feet, shakily packing his belongings into his bag. The room was dead still, you'd probably be able to hear a pin drop.

His classmates' eyes bored into the back of his head and the sensation of being stared at crept beneath his skin, very close to making him crumble.

The nurse encouragingly signaled for Tommy to follow her lead. With unsteady steps, he walked behind both of them out of the classroom. He paused at Toby's desk, muttering a soft, "I'll text you later.." Toby nodded, sending him a thumbs up to wish him luck.

Him and the two ladies walked in silence, the tension between them was thick and tangible. "I'll talk to you in my office, alright Tom?", Ms Puffy suggested.

Tommy hated the look of pity in her eyes. He'd seen it far to many times.

"Fine..", he grumbled, now annoyed that his inability to focus had lead to him being called to the guidance counselor infront of his entire class. That wasn't going to end well for him.

Lost in his thoughts, he took a while to notice that they had now stopped infront of a wooden door, labeled: 'School Clinician'.

"Tom, please take a seat..", Ms Puffy said softly. After a moment of hesitance, he did as she said and sat on the leather couch in her office. She sat infront of him on a wooden chair, and the other girl Niki sat near the door.

"You haven't been called here for anything you've done here at school..", she started, carefully wording what she was saying.

"I've been advised that it's best for you to get all your needed support and information from me, until the correct authorities intervene."