Inconvenience [Syndisparklez]

[Four]

Tom's POV

Monday. I forgot how much I hate Mondays. Mondays are the worst, especially at my house. School was absolute hell; I failed a pop-quiz, Alice wouldn't stop crying this morning and woke me up at the crack of dawn. She ended up in the hospital. Nothing too deadly, she just overheated. Mum is probably crouched over her bed and catering to her every whim since she's afraid that Alice will over-heat again.

Amelia tapped my shoulder, pushing me towards the piano room. She wanted to take pictures, for what I can only assume is for making fun of me in the future, that bitch. That's when I see Mrs.Clair sitting on the usual chair next to the piano, with a fan blowing on her and a heavy coat half-wrapped around her. The looked miserable but still stern, the scary woman. Jordan seemed to be helping a girl on the piano, whilst the girls mother paid for the session. She had light purple hair and was very pale, but had a smile on her face that bothered me. She was smiling all a little too happily around him.... Though I guess I sound creepy. Definitely creepy.

There were words I couldn't hear and the girl and her mum left. Amelia made herself comfy on a stool and Jordan wandered away, much to my disappointment.

***

"Hey, Jordan, make yourself useful and take over for me, will ya? I have important things to do and you always sit around, so do this one thing for me." Mrs.Claire said and Amelia shifted uncomfortably. It pissed her off as much as it did me, but hey, it's 'not our place'. She smiled at Mrs.Claire when she passed by her, scowling when she wasn't looking, then got up and said she was going to wait in the waiting room now.

"She seems like a bitch." I mumbled, looking at the paper and pressing the keys slowly.

"She's okay." Jordan replied, realized what he said, and suddenly spoke quickly. "No, she-she's not." He stuttered a little and then went back to explaining something, I don't really know what it was, I kinda got lost in his eyes. Wait. No. I. No.

***

"You're kind of cute." I said under my breath. I have accepted the fact that I fall too easily, so hey, might as well try to get rejected as soon as possible to I can joint the rest of the world in reality. Jordan didn't hear me - I should've guessed, he was obviously too engrossed in whatever song he was playing on the piano.

I knew this wasn't going to be easy. Of course I'm too much of a p*ssy to say anything when he can actually hear me, so I don't know why I'm acting surprised. Maybe for the sake of my own sanity? Maybe to calm the whole 'idiot he's probably not into you because you're so odd we need to work on you' voice in my head. Or maybe that was me, I can't really tell anymore since I have at least fifty things in my head at once. I'm thinking about a zombies strategy, about Alice, about Jordan...

"Oh, hi. Where's your sister, aren't you guys going to go home?" His voice scared the hell out of me and I only hit my head on a mirror (which really f*cking hurt), but I played it off like I didn't need eight pounds of ice to numb the now throbbing sore. "Nah, she's flirting with the security guard." I said blankly, playing with my earphones absently. F*ck. I feel like one of those girls in the movies that at wayy too shy to be real, because all the girls I know are loud and annoying. And have washboard abs for some reason. My sister probably exercises more hours than she goes to college, which says a lot. In fact, she probably has better abs than the guy she's flirting with right now.

"You mean Tom? He's nice, but you do know he's engaged to another security guard Mark?" And, well, that was perfect timing because a very embarrassed looking Amelia came walking in, grabbing my hoodie. "Sorry to interrupt but we have to go home immediately." She gave me the look that says 'I've done something horrible on accident let's bounce'.

Just as we were about to leave, Jordan spoke up. "Oh, and thanks for the compliment Tom." I nearly had a heart attack but before I could even react I was being pulled out of the room.

[A/n: guys septiplier. Just septiplier. Why am I talking about septiplier in a syndisparklez book I have no clue but oH MY STARS THEY LOOK LIKE A REAL COUPLE. Anyways, I ship Guard Tom and his friend that Syndicate killed, Guard Mark. THAT WAS HIS NAME I LOOKED IT UP I SWEAR. Sorry for misspelled words and mistakes :3]