Monster |Torm

9th grade

Tom stirred,as someone or something was poking him.

He growled,grabbing the hand that pecked at him like a bird." What is it Tord..." Tom growled,knowing it was the Norski by the soft skin and bracelet he gave him just two days after they became friends.

"W-we were put together for the art project..." Tord said,smiling a bit as Tom eased down from his sleepy mood." Oh...what is the topic?" The Brit asked. Tord pointed at the board,biting his lip a bit.

'Human body' it said in dry erase marker.

Tom groaned,rolling his 'eye's. Tord sighed,knowing Tom wasn't going to contribute to this. He never really liked drawing but when it came to fantasy and monsters,he ruled at it. Thing is,Humans wasn't his forte.

"It's fine Thomas,we can have my cousin help..." The Norski suggested. Tom shrugged,looking at his clenched fists that Laid in his lap." Just for once,I want to actually do a project with you that didn't need any outside help..." Tom mumbled,leaning back. Tord widened his eyes,his green orbs dilated in surprise.

Tom never really wanted to spend time with anyone lately and didn't finish half of his homework for some reason.

He'd even come to school,looking like he fought off some kinda of Mafia.

"Well,it's due in two months,we have plenty of time to sketch it out..." Tord tried making the situation better.

Tom smiled slightly,but it faded only seconds later.

Tord had to admit that he didn't like Tom this way. All quiet,keeping to himself.

When they were younger,Tom even told Tord about how he wounded up in the orphanage. He even trusts Tord with his stuffed animal,Tomme. Tom didn't even let Jomfru,his mother,wash it nor touch it.

That meant something.

And yet,now,Tord didn't even know if Tom has been eating. Since he would always pass his food over to some kid who doesn't bother buying the school lunch.

The Norski was worried for the Jehovah Witness.

"Tom-" Tord began,but was interrupted by the bell. The taller male got up,not bothering to answer Tord back and trudged out the room,but not before kicking a near by trash can over.

"Agh! Thomas-" the art teacher looked over at the red hooded male." Ah!Tord could you please calm down Thomas..." She frowned,pointed out the door.

He nodded,sighing,before heading out the door as well.

Why do you have to be so difficult,Tommy?

Tom slammed his locker closed,huffing out air and stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Hey Tom,what's wrong?" Asked a familiar brunette,a ginger trailing behind him.

"Nothing,I just-ngh I just...." Tom looked down at his converse,trying to piece the sentence together." I-I wish I wasn't such a brute to Tord lately..." He managed out,looking back up.

Edd nodded,looking over at Matt." You think..." The brunette smirked. Matt nodded.

Tom raised a brow,his face showing confusion.

"Well, Matt and I thought we could maybe have a boys night out!" Edd smiled,putting a hand on his hip. Matt placed his hands on Edd's shoulders,nodding.

Tom rolled his 'eyes',closing them as he nodded." Sure,but I'm not in charge of any murders.." Tom smirked,opening his 'eye's again. Edd nodded,turning around." Wellp,see you at The Arcade!" He waved from behind,walking off with Matt.

Tom smiled a bit,walking off to his next class.

-time skip-

Tord sat at his normal desk,waiting for Tom. It felt a bit lonely without him by his side,and he couldn't bear it.

He clenched his fists,looking at his open journal.

He sighed,releasing the tension as he herd the door slam open.

"Mr.Mode!" Yelled the math teacher,Mr.Hasan.(Jomfru's last name)

Tord looked up,his green eyes meet with black hollow ones. He smiled,waving a hand, making Tom smile and bit as he sat besides the Norski.

"What took so long?" Tord joked. Tom looked sideways,to look at the other male." Just Edd and Matt...they wanted to know if we would want to go to a boys night out?" Tom raised a brow.

Tord smiled,his eyes glazed with happiness." We should go! ...thing is I don't have any transport..." He whispered the last part. Tom smirked,wrapping an arm around Tord's shoulders." We can take my Moms motorcycle?" Tom suggested.

He nodded,smiling up at him. Tom smirked,unwrapping his arm from Tord."Get dressed as soon as you get home,we'll get there before Matt and Edd." The Brit said,getting his note book from his satchel. Tord nodded,blushing a bit.

Tom carefully opened the door,as he knew his mother was working." Paul already told me your going out,take a granola bar." Jomfru said sternly from her office,which was open.

"Yeah,um,can I borrow Lincoln?" Ton asked. His mother's motorcycle was named Lincoln for who knows what reason,but Tom respected that as he called his bass Susan.

Jomfru stood up,walking out her office,facing Tom with a glare in her invert eyes.

She then smirked,tossing some keys into the air.

Tom catches them,stumbling a bit.

The slightly muscular woman chuckled to herself,pointing to a photo of Tord on the wall." Your taking him to the arcade,aren't you,Thomas?" The Norwegian smirked. Tom blushed,not knowing why. He nods.

Jomfru walked up to the Brit raising a brow,and lifting a hand to reveal a granola bar." Eat,get dressed,and you can go..." She pointed behind her.

Tom took the snack and nibbled on it as he walked up the stairs to his room,dressing up for the boys night out.

An

AHH!!!! Ok ok so my ankle is now broken and now I have to have bandages on my legs for a few weeks!!!!!

Sorry for da slow updates! Bai