you've changed {ToMatt}

chapter 2

Tom sat down is his homeroom messing around with his things. He sighed looking around at some kids he knew, and others he didn't. He then sighed pulling out his headphones and phone. He decided to just melt out of reality, that's what music did to him after all. Tom looked out the door of the classroom. He saw a short Round boy with brown scruffy hair, A tall scrawny one with gray eyes, and following them was a curvy, freckle kissed boy, with the most softest ginger hair he had ever seen. Well, he has seen it once before, on a girl he used to like before he moved. He watched the two others joke around while the ginger seemed, sad. Tom looked at the green hoodies boy and blinked, "Edd? Edward??" The boy blinked and shot a grin. "TOM!" He threw his arms around Tom and chuckled. "loooong time no see buddy!" Tom lazily hugged back. The two others watched, the gray eyed boy was pulled over by Edd. "oh yeah, Tom meet Tord." He blinked at the stranger and waved. Tord just shrugged.

Tom looked at the ginger again and pointed, "Who's he?" The ginger blushed slightly and rubbed his neck. "H-hey Tom," his voice was soft, and different from any other guy. "its me." "Me who?" Tom furrowed a brow. "...Can...I tell you later?" The ginger rubbed his arm awkwardly. "Uhhh, yeah. Sure?" Tord coughed and Edd rolled his eyes. "Whatever, looksnlike class is about to start any minute now--" the bell rang after Edd utters the last syllable. All the students raced to their seats, except Tom, he walked slowly. Tom eyed the Ginger suspiciously, he'd have too guess where he had seen him before.

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Matt fidgeted with his coat sleeve. Thoughts raced, 'how would he tell them? How could he? What was he going to think??' Matt slowly let his head fall. I groan escaped his lips as he listened to the English teacher drone on. And on. Matt eventually had to do work, he sighed as he felt Tom's eyes dig into his soul, it made his anxiety act up. Finally after what felt like a century the end of class bell rang. As expected Tom had grabbed Matt by the arm. "Tell me," his words were ad harsh as his grip. Matt shuttered, "over here," Matt pulled him around a corner into empty hall. "My name--is Matthew...Just call me Matt..." Tom raised an eyebrow, "Is that all-" "you do know me.." Tom closed his lips and furrowed his expression again. "You remember Matilda right? She...she's.... Me." Matt fidgeted with his hands.

Tom's eyes widened, he knew his Fae was familiar, those eyes, those freckles, even his hair was so similar. Tom flushed softly. He sighed and cleared his throat,"Wh-when did you" "three years ago..." Tom smiled,"You were always considered one of the boys," Matt laughed, more of relief than entertainment. His friend, whom he wanted to like him the most, had excepted him for him.