Tommyinnit Oneshots (With SBI)

I Just Can't Focus (Tommy angst)

I don't know that much about ADHD, so let me know if any of this is incorrect! 

TW- Nothing, just ADHD and some mean people

Tommy POV

"Tommy!" 

I snapped up, tearing myself away from my fidget block. "Yes?" I asked, nervous of being yelled at. I hated when teachers would call on me only to lecture me about how I needed to pay attention more. Did they not know what ADHD was?

"What are you playing with?" the teacher asked, and I immediately felt all eyes turn to me.

I bit my lip, feeling the sweat beginning to form on my palms. "I-It's just a fidget block-"

"You know toys are not allowed in my classroom." She folded her arms, glaring down at me.

"But I need it! It's the only way I can focus-" I began, hoping I could just make her understand. I wasn't doing it for attention.

"You are sixteen!" she snapped, grabbing the block from my hands. "You should be capable of sitting still. If you can't do that then maybe you should be put in special classes. Maybe that would you get you up to speed with your intelligence that you clearly lack."

My jaw dropped, how could she say that? "But Mrs-"

"Don't you talk back to me!" she shouted, tossing my block in the trash. "Don't think I won't give a detention just because you're Techno's little brother."

I bit my lip, trying to keep myself from crying. She began teaching once more, glaring at me every chance she got. I tried to focus, I really did. But nothing seemed to work. At least with the fidget cube I could focus a little.

"Thomas, can you not sit still?!" she exclaimed, watching as I squirmed in my chair.

"I have ADHD-"

"Sounds like an excuse to me." she folded her arms. "Detention and a call with your father might make you shape up."

"I-I-"

"Did I stutter?"

"No, Ma'am." I stammered, looking down in embarrassment.

The rest of class was miserable. I learned nothing and I could hear people laughing behind my back. I couldn't be more relieved when the bell rung, signaling the end of class.

"Thomas, wait." the teacher called, making me freeze.

"Yes?" I muttered, turning to look at her.

"I will talk to your father about this. Perhaps I can put you in special classes for your 'ADHD', whatever that is."

"I don't need special classes!" I shouted, not even thinking about how I was talking to her. 

"Clearly you do."

Before I could say anything else, I forced myself to walk out of the classroom and head towards my locker. Grabbing my things, I groaned remembering Tubbo had to retake a test after school meaning I had to walk home alone.

The silence of the short walk forced me into my thoughts. Did I really need special classes? Was I really that bad of a student? Was I really not smart? 

By the time I made it home I felt miserable. I just couldn't stop thinking about what she said. She was supposed to be the one who believed in me. So why didn't she? Was I not good enough?

I sighed, entering the house and slipping off my shoes. My brothers were in the living room, watching some random movie.

"Hey Tommy!" Wilbur exclaimed, smiling brightly at the sight of me.

I hummed in response, walking over and laying on top of him. I snuggled as close as I could, hiding my face in his chest.

"Tommy? Everything okay?" Techno asked, sitting beside Wilbur.

"Mm-hmmm."

I could tell they weren't convinced but I didn't really want to talk about it. After all that would mean I would have to think about what she said.

And that was the last thing I wanted to do.

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Wilbur POV

"What do you think happened?" I asked, watching as Tommy fell asleep. I began calmly running my fingers through his hair, careful not to wake him.

Techno shrugged, shaking his head. "If those kids are bothering him again..."

"I don't think it's that." I shook my head. "He seems more sad than anything."

"We'll talk to Phil about it, see what he thinks."

I nodded, turning back to the movie we were watching. 

Phil walked in about an hour later, seemingly very angry. He had his phone to his ear and seemed to be having a very aggravating conversation.

"He does not need special classes! He is a very intelligent kid and you are blind to think otherwise!" he gripped his phone tighter, looking very close to throwing it on the ground. "He has ADHD, it's not his fault! I swear if you ever say anything like that to him again I will rip you to shreds." he paused. "Was that a threat? Of course it was! And I meant every word of it!"

He hung up, shoving his phone into his pocket.

I looked at him, my eyes wide. "Everything okay?"

"Tommy's teacher wanted to put Tommy in some special class because of his ADHD."

"Are you serious?" I gasped, looking down sadly at the blonde in my lap.

"I'm going to kill her." Techno growled.

"I've taken care of it. He's switching teachers starting Monday." Phil reassured us, sitting down in the nearby arm chair. "I just can't believe what she told him."

A sniff came from my lap and I quickly pulled Tommy into a hug. He clung to me, allowing the tears to escape. "It's alright Toms," I cooed.

"Don't you listen that worthless jerk." Techno told him softly.

"It's not true?" his voice was so small.

"Don't you ever think anything like that, alright?" Phil spoke gently. "You are a bright kid and any teacher that thinks otherwise should be fired."

Tommy giggled, nuzzling closer to me.

"You're the smartest kid I know." I whispered, pulling him closer.

"And don't you ever forget it."

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This was a request! Sorry it took so long...

I don't have ADHD so I'm not sure if I wrote it correctly, but I tried!

Thank you for the 115K!!

Hope you have an amazing day!

-Snowy