Why do i love you?

New Kid (Part 1)

(No smut!)

Tord exited his parents car, waving at his dads as they drove away. He was nervous, it was his first day, new country, new people, new language too. He took a deep breath and adjusted his light grey sweater and his red jeans. Tord flicked a strand of hair out of his face and pushed his flower crown into place, decorated in roses. He jumped up the steps and walked into the office.

"Excuse me, could I have my schedule?", he asked the secretary.

She looked over him and scoffed, "What's your name?"

"Tord, Tord Larson.", he said.

The woman printed out his sheet and gave it to him as another boy walked into the office, a full foot taller than him. The secretary handed him a small pink slip of paper.

"Thomas could you walk Todd to his first class? He has Hoomroom with Mr. Berdard.", she said in a snarky voice.

Tom nodded and walked out of the office, "We have the same class together. Let's go before Jake and his gang shows up."

Tord nodded and hurried after him, looking around with a worried expression. He sighed in relief as they stopped into the classroom, Tom motioning him to take a seat with him and two other boys.

"Okay class, now that everyone's here, let's welcome Tord Larson from Norway!", said the chubby teacher.

Tord shrank in his seat as everyone stared at him, and he self-consciously tugged at the bottom of his sweater.

"Hi, I'm Edd!", said the brown-haired boy sitting across from him and Tom.

The other grinned, his orange-red hair bouncing as he held out a hand, "I'm Matt!"

"I'm Tom.", said the boy from before as Tord finished shaking Matt's hand.

Tord smiled shyly and looked at the sheet that was handed out to them. It had a series of questions, a evaluation quiz. He finished easily, double-checking his answers and handing it in. Tom and the others were frowning at their sheets, but soon enough, also handed theirs in.

"Alright class, let's play a little game. As I take attendance, you stand up, state your name, a big thing about yourself, what you want your career to be, and anything else, your favorite color, pets, etc.", Mr. Berdard said.

He started calling names, "Gregory!"

"I'm Gregory Yuri, I am Russian, I wish to become firefighter and I have a canine at home named Firnin."

"Rick!"

"I am Richard Harrison, I am in the track team, I want to be a welder, and my favorite animals are newts."

As the class went around, it soon came to their table.

"Edd!"

Edd stood up with a smile, "My name is Edward Gold, I am an artist, I want to be an animator, and I like puns."

"Matt!"

Matt stood up, "My name is Matt Hargreaves, I have a collection of mirrors, I want to be a fashion designer, and my favorite person is me!"

"Tom!"

Tom stood up, his hands in his pockets, "Thomas Ridgwell, I have no eyes, I want to be a YouTuber, and I am friends with these three weirdos."

"Tord!"

Tord gulped and stood up, "My name is Tord Larson, I am adopted, I want to be in the army, and I like the color red."

"What a dumb thing to want to be.", someone said.

Tord sat down, a frown on his head.

"Isn't Tord a boy name?"

"Yah, I think so."

"Then why is he wearing girl clothes?"

There were snickers, "Probably because he's gay."

"I saw him being driven to school by two guys, are those his dad's? Maybe they rubbed off on him!"

Tom stood up, "Why don't you shut the fuck up Jerry, nobody cares about your shit opinion. If this kid wants to be in the army to fight so that some other country doesn't barge into this school and kill us, then let him shitstain!"

Tom sat down with a huff, Tord looking at him in awe, the class was silent, and you could hear Jerry stuttering.

"Thank you, no one has ever stood up for me before.", Tord said quietly.

Tom sighed, "Jerry's a bitch, he shouldn't treat anyone like that."

"You're welcome.", he added.

Tord pulled out a small bag of chocolate, handing each of them a piece.

"Thanks!", they said.

They raised them up in a mock cheer and popped them into they're mouths, laughing.

The bell range and they waved, each going their separate ways, Edd and Tord heading to their next class.

"Someone's got a crush!", he stated.

Tord almost spit out his chocolate, "No I don't!"

Edd snickered, watching Tord look back at Tom, "Yeah, and i'm not wearing green right now."

Tord looked down, he was indeed wearing a neon green hoodie.

"I still don't have a crush."

Edd snorted, "You act as if you aren't blushing ever time you see him smiling or flexing his muscles when he stretches."

Tord blushed.

"See?!"

Tord rolled his eyes, "Okay, maybe a little crush."

"I ship it."

Tord shoved him lightly, "No stop!"

"Nope, I'm gonna tell Matt, and we'll be like your personal shippers!", he said, laughing.

Tord giggled and his his face, red spreading across it. Edd smiled and lead them into their next class, chatting. Tord sat down, he couldn't wait until lunch.

(Just to let everyone know, requests are open, I do read comments, so feel free to request something! PEACE! -Aibne