Chapter 6: (Being removed. Read as you wish.)

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11/7/24 So honestly. Just a mad honestly I'm not sure if i'm gonna keep The past part one and TWO in the story since it seems to not fit and make no single goddamn sense. So i'm gonna remove BOTH those chapters and continue on. (I'm just gonna write over it) I'm just gonna put possibly chapter 7 in this chapter. Chapter 8 will also be removed.


"Tom, you seem to be acting weird. Are you alright?" Tord asked, coming into Tom's room.

"Yeah, it's just uh... The visor! Yeah- The visor!" Tom spoke, trying not to act guilty.

"Alright, if the visor is acting strangely, I can try to fix it. But right now you should go to my office so I can check on you after I do my paperwork." Tord said, walking out of the door.

"Are you coming or not?" Tord asked, looking back.

"Coming...!" Tom shouted, running to Tord's side.

They both got to the office. To be comfortable, Tord went to his desk, and Tom went to a bean bag.

Tord started speaking as he worked on his paperwork, "So... Tom".

Tom asked, "Yes, Tord?" as he played with a small fidget.

"Remember when we first met?" Tord said, looking at Tom.

"Kind of." Tom spoke.

"Maybe think about it while you're there so you're not bored." Tord said, as he continued with his paperwork.

Flashback, like 9 years ago..?

Tom hurried to find someone.

"Found him!" Tom mumbled.

He touched the taller guy's shoulder as the taller guy looked at Tom.

"Pardon me, are you Tord Lawson, Sir?" Tom asked.

"That depends. Who's asking?" Tord responded.

"Oh sure, Sir. I'm Thomas Rockwell. I'm at your service sir, I have been looking for you."

"I'm getting nervous." Tord replied, trying to smile.

"Sir, I heard your name in class. I was seeking an accelerated course of study, when I got sort of out of sorts with a buddy of yours. I may have punched him. It's a blur, Sir. He handles the english lessons?

"You punched the English teacher." Tord said, glaring at Tom.

"Yes! I wanted to do what you did. Graduate in two and begin adulthood. He looked at me like I was stupid. I'm not stupid. So how did you do it? How did you graduate so fast?" Tom asked Tord.

"It was my parents' dying wish before they passed." Tord responded

"You're an orphan, of course! I'm an orphan! God I wish there was a war that we can prove more than anyone bargained for!" Tom exclaimed happily.

"Can I buy you a drink?" Tord asked.

"That would be nice," Tom responded.

"While we're talking let me offer you some free advice." Tord replied, facing Tom.

"Talk less." Tord said.

"What?" Tom spoke.

"Smile more." Tord said.

"Heh." Tom mumbled.

"Don't let them know what you're against or what you're for." Tord spoke.

"You can't be serious." Tom said, looking at Tord.

"You wanna get ahead?" Tord spoke.

"Yes."

"Fools who run their mouths off wind up DEAD." Tord said, looking at his friends.

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