(HEAVILY BEING RE-WRITTEN!!!) Tommyinnit Oneshots ; Mostly Angst

School days 1/2

For the first time in 4 years, I've completed 1 piece of homework and I hate life now.
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Tommy is 15
ADHD Tommy??
(all that happens here is my school and what I do in lessons)
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Summer holidays were finally over for Tommy, meaning he had to go to school again. He loathed school. His classes were so stressful and overwhelming, he never got anything correct because he wouldn't listen to the teacher.

Could he help it?..

No, that's the answer. Tommy had ADHD, he couldn't concentrate for shit, he would get distracted by random things or by writing or drawing on his hands. Phil got the slightest bit mad when he did that, he always moaned,' Tommy, your gonna die of ink poisoning if you keep doing that."

Tommy though couldn't care less, yeah it hurt when his dad was mad but was that entirely his fault?..
He also got in trouble for being fidgety and annoying.
He got bullied, though he is good friends with the principal, he never told off them.
Something just felt wrong, like how he would randomly get photos of himself on his desk with rude names.
How he would get pushed into lockers and nearly pass out.
How he would always wish he lived in a different universe.

He didn't mind anything, because at the end of it all..he still had his close friends to help him lie to his family about how he got hurt, or how they helped him get back up, heal him.

Though, those were reasons Tommy hated the school he was in.

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"So, Thomas..do you know the answer to the second question? Who is Wilfred Owens?" His history teacher asked.
His name was Mr James, and if he was going, to be honest..he was a bitch. All the teachers were, they were all old, well most.

Anyway, right. History, Wilfred Owens? They are learning about World war I. He didn't even know that they were learning about the world war, his mind was still in the Shakespeare section they did, which was around 6 months ago before the slave trade they were learning about.

William Shakespeare was a fun thing to learn about. To Tommy, his stories always had a twist, they were amazing. The only lesson he paid attention to.

"Um, no sir. I didn't get that question." he sighed, owning up to it. He looked sad afterwards, he was always the first student to get picked on, wanting to or not. The teacher just rolled his eyes and huffed, " I bet it's because of that stupid stuff  you always babble on about."

Tommy was quick to put his hand up, and continue this fight.

"Sorry sir, but I'm sure you got me and you mixed up?" Tommy said with a little hint of anger in his voice.
Tommy loved to talk about Minecraft, his fans and his friends, so if his teacher was calling his three favourite things stupid, he would sure to get angry.

"I'm sorry boy, but I'm not talking to a brick wall, or am I because it sure seems like it." The man shot back.
The whole class was watching this go down, Tommy in embarrassment but still wanting to defend himself,
He wasn't gonna let this go.

"Sir, I think you're the brick wall. I get it, the old shit messing up your brain, hard to remember what words mean?" He lied his head back, smirking slightly, almost giggling.

"I bet your parents hate you huh.." The Ginger put his glasses on before giving a dirty smile, " I get, ungrateful brats, thinking your royalty while not respecting the ones older than you."

This hit Tommy like a brick coming out of a Canon. Tommy's parents despised the poor boy, they would do anything to hurt Tommy before giving him to Phil and Kristen(? I can't remember how to spell it :|), they were the ungrateful ones, not him. He's kind. Mr James was just testing his patience though.

"You better take that back you piece of shit. I will make sure you will get fucking ruined." Tommy shot up, the wind from the quick movement dusting through his hair, " I haven't seen my parents for 4 years, you better suck up the fact that I'm always going to be smarter, better and more good looking than an old person like you." He pushed his hand on the table.

His teacher was about to speak but Tommy cut him off, " do you need a bucket to spit in? Your mouth seems to be full of bullshit."

"Thomas! Do not use such words. Principal's office now." The man pointed outside, Tommy being Tommy was glad. He got up walking with pride, before tripping over the legs of his bully.

"Aw poor wittle Tom Tom fell, should I get your parents?" The blue-haired boy, shouted, "OH! WAIT NOOOO, you haven't seen them for years, my mistake." Tommy felt tears in his eyes, it was embarrassing also.

He ran out of the classroom, 'shit, that will leave a bruise' he thought, already seeing it go purple.
He just whined to himself before entering the office. He doesn't need to knock, he knows the principal like he is his brother.

"Ah, Tommy! How are you?" The British boy said, looking up from his papers, "why are you here, again?"

Tommy looked around, sitting down. "It's not me George! The teachers are just bitches. We need new ones. Like that clay dude, you are always one about.." Tommy smiled, looking into the eyes of the brunette.

He instantly blushed, " No. we are not getting new teachers, they are hard to find as it is." The principal stood up, going over to the blond, before pulling him into a tight hug, " and clay is just my friend."

The blond laughed, hugging him back.

"Think you missed boy, it happens, just mistakes." Tommy smiled at his joke?..
The British boy playfully pushed Tommy and huffed.

"Okay, okay. What can I do you for?" George asked remembering what his job was.
Tommy rolled his eyes, sticking out his tongue.

"The teacher! I despise him, he made fucking jokes about my parents. I got angry and I ended up here." He crossed his arms, still looking at his knee. When he said he hated Mr James, he wants him fired, so he just said what he said..which was...

"OH! And he also kicked me and tripped me over! Can you believe that?" Tommy screamed. George looked shocked to say, yeah people hated Mr James, but he never would hurt anyone, Maybe just say a couple of rude words here and there, never touch or hurt anyone.

"W-wow.." George choked," I'll check with Mr Jacobs, get him to sought him out.."

Tommy just nodded along getting up, smiling even more.

This is what Tommy needs.