The end of it all.

Chapter 1 - the beggining.

Hey guys, I am trying to post daily as to what has been happening, so I'm sorry!

-in regards, Thomas.
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There has always been some British kids whom were friends. They met in middle school, all the way up into their adult lives.

One was named Tom, another Tord, Edd, and Matt. They all were best friends until the end.

Tom and Tord however never got along so well.. they both always were fighting and never had the time to bond. Ever. So Edd is trying to make them- or possibly help them get along better.

Tom's POV.

I've always hated that stupid Commie. He's always in my way, always pushing me away from Edd and Matt. Me and him never have gotten along, which I want to keep it that way. Me and him are always finding things to argue about, even if it's stupid.

Once we were arguing about a stupid blanket. It was kinda like tug of war, heh. It's not always the best to play tug of war because some times when you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes. And so that's just what happened.

Me and Tord kept on tugging as the blanket began to rip. He wouldn't let go, and I wouldn't. So let's just say we both got 'half'' if the blanket.

When Edd saw the torn in half blanket, he exclaimed: "tom, Tord, what the heck?! That was a blanket for everyone to share!" And so then after that, mr and that stupid Commie had to be put against the wall on our tippy toes and with our arms in the air.

During the punishment, Tord said: "giving up already, Jehovah?" God. His shit eating grin. I wanted to punch him so bad, but Edd and Matt were on the couch watching 'the children'. Stupid Commie shit.

I wanted to punch him so bad, but I couldn't.

Tord's POV.

I hate that Jehovah witness. I only call him a Jehovah witness because he had no parents. God, it's funny. But I somewhat feel bad for him..? No. I don't. Why would I? We both hate each other to our guts, and when I say it I mean it.

After our little 'punishment' that mean and Tom had caused, we were forced to stitch it back to brand new. Which was kinda of a challenge. "Jeahova why did you do this?!" I exclaimed in anger. He didn't respond, I guess it was both 'our' faults.

To be honest, I always wanted to blame him for my mistakes, but I knew that was wrong.

We both hate each other still to this day, but mostly got over the past. And still, we DO hate each other. We never ever got along, he always has called me a Commie and I have always called him a Jehovah witness.

Where did these nicknames come from anyway? Was it just random from high school or not? What a surprise.

Edd's POV.

Tord and Tom have always been fighting. But I have a particular feeling for Matt. Almost a bad feeling that he has to witness them fighting. It doesn't make sense, however. I'm always the one to break up the fights. It's getting old as how it was new.

We all met in high school as to bumping into each other. Matt and I were walking in the halls, and I bumped into Tom and Tord walking to their class. When I had bumped into Tom, I said: "oh my god are you okay?! Did you get hurt?!" But seems as if he was okay. And so from that day forward, Tom, me, Matt, and Tord became best friends!

Tom and Tord on the other hand didn't agree, but oh well. We all hung out like best friends so why not just become best friends? It's always been a question I've had for a long time.

Mine and Matts favorite show is 'the children', along with Tom and Tord's, Tord and Tom always stayed in their rooms for most of their teenage years, didn't come out much but could I blame them? No, I couldn't. Tom didn't have a good life, and Tord was just depressed. (Not saying that Tom wasn't either!) but his parents always were abusive.

Matt's POV.

Me and Edd LOVE shows! I also love my face, it's so beautiful and handsome! I like shopping, shoes are the best part. When we go shoe shopping, I always plan to pick out some air forces or adidases. Because they have the padding that don't make my feet hurt.

On the other hand, I'm worried about Tom and Tord. They both seem to fight to much, to the point where it becomes unbearable. The bickering is a lot to take in, but you'll get used to it in a while.

My favorite color is purple, and Edds is green! Tom's is blue, and tords is red! I know all my best friend's favorite colors and it makes me happy! We all have our favorite colors in hoodies, so we don't mix each other up or loose our hoodies. We don't want to loose them, now do we?

I love my face to! My face is so beautiful, that I have to look in a hand mirror every day to admire myself. It makes me more confident and more happy!