Tommyinnits first good christmas!!

Chaper 1 : The hoodie

I am nervous. Not just nervous , very nervous. This is my first christmas with the Watsons , i have been staying with them for nine months now if im correct. But if we want to be specific , i have been here for nine months , two days , four hours and forty-three minutes , not that i was counting..

I have been a foster child since birth , so nine years and never in my life had i gotten the things i get here. I get told i'm loved i'm respected , they talk to me when their is something going on or if i did something instead of punishing me. They hang out with me , dont give me to many chorses and sometimes even help me with them , they even gave me a phone! AND I have friends! In all my life i was never this happy as i am now..

I sit in my bed and stare out of the window as I think about all this , i'm happy here.. and i hope it will stay this way. Today is the first of December i suddenly realize , in most of my past Foster homes everyone would start opening calanders , i think they are called 'advent calanders'? but I'm not sure.. I'm not sure if i will get one aswell- I'm sure the Twins are getting one each , I already saw Phil come home from shopping a few days ago with two advents calanders.

I sigh and look at my clock , its seven am.. I should probably get changed and ready for the day , even as i dont really feel like going to school today. I feel like shit. Maybe its because im thinking to much.. im not sure. I stand up with a groan , my head hurts like a bitch. a real one. I grumble under my breath and look through my closet to find some clothes that will keep me warm but dont feel weird but every hoodie i touch makes me pull away really fast , i hate it. I hate the feeling of them ,even of my second favourite one.. I look for my favourite before remembering Phil put it in the wash yesterday.. shit.

For now i only change into a T-shirt and the comfortable jeans i found in my closet. I leave my room and go down into the kitchen , Phil is already making pancakes and Techno is sitting at the table with his book and a cup of tea , Wilbur is probably still in bed as he is always the latest awake.

"morning" I say as i enter the kitchen , i stand in the doorway awkwardly waiting for Phil to notice im standing there so i can ask him about my hoodie.

"Mornin- Tommy where is your hoodie? Its freezing cold!" Phil tells me as he sees me , i shrug awkwardly

"is my favourite one already dry?.. I want to wear that one.." I mumble , luckily Phil understood be and smiles at me

"Sorry mate ,its still wet... why dont you wear one from your closet? Surely there has to be one you like" He chuckles and i sniff , how do i tell him they all feel wrong on my skin? He got me these cool Hoodies and i dont even wear them just because they feel weird today "Tommy?.. whats wrong mate?"

"they- they all feel wrong on my skin.." I tell him , Techno is now also looking up from his book and looks at me "i love them all but today they just- i dont know!" I begin to cry and pull at my hair , i tug at it a few times and whine before strong arms are holding my hands and slowly prying them off of my head

"Thes.. hey.." a monotone but soft voice calls me , Thes.. thats what Techno calls me.. i look up at Techno and he softly smiles at me "Its okay.. how about we go to my room and see if you like one of mine? yea?" He asks me , my eyes widen before i sob again and i slowly nod with a small smile

"thank you.." I whisper to him and he nods at me as he stands back up. We go up to his room , im sure i heard Phil say something to Techno as we left the room but i dont pay that any mind. I whipe my tears away and think to myself how weird it is to have a breakdown one second and than act like nothing happened the next. I think its weird , but they all tell me its normal for kids like me.. Anyways , we go into his room and he opens his closet , i gasp excited as i see many hoodies on hangers. He chuckles and pulls one out to show it to me , its a nice hoodie with somehting on its back and nothing on the front 'nice' , i reach out and touch the materiel , immediatly pulling my hand back. I make an distguted expression and shake my head while Techno puts the hoodie on his bed

"not that one then.." he mumbles and gets another one out , it goes on like that for the next four hoodies and i'm getting more and more frustraded. Normaly i love his hoodies! Why does it all feel so wrong today!? Tears start threating to spill

"Hey , hey.." Techno is quick to say ,  the next hoodie in his hands. Its a black hoodie with red on the front of the sleeves and a red hood. "Dont worry , how about this one? its really soft , almost like your favourite hoodie" He softly smiles at me , i reach out and my eyes immediatly widen when the material doesnt feel wrong and scratchy but instead soft and warm.. I smile wide and Techno gets it off of the hanger and gives it to me , i'm quick to pull it over my head.

Techno puts all the other hoodies back in the closet , i pull the hood over my head and smile at him.

"brother bonding without me? im hurt" Wilbur dramaticly sighs as he appears in the doorway , i chuckle and Techno rolls his eyes

"Theseus didnt like his hoodies today and his favourite one isnt dry yet , so i gave him one of mine" Techno tells Wilbur , he puts a hand over my shoulder and squeezes , silently asking if he can hug me- they all know how sensitive i am to unprepared touch- i push myself a bit into Technos side and he pulls me into a side hug.

"Oh alright , you okay Toms?" Wilbur asks me , i must look really exhausted already and that this early in the morning-damn.-

"i am now" I smile brightly at him and he smiles back

"good , now come on. Dad is making pancakes and i will eat them all without you if you dont show up!" He suddenly calls out , quick to run down the stairs to Phil. Techno mumbles something about him being an idiot under his breath as we start walking down aswell

"thanks again tech.." I tell him before we enter the kitchen. We all sit down at the table and start eating the pancakes Phil made , i love them.. The pancaked i mean. Well.. them too but especially the pancakes.

I know today won't be the perfect day. But im happy here.