You're (Not) My Hero | TomTord

Chapter 2

21 October

The bell had rung, signaling for lunch. Tord really did enjoy fourth hour, even if he was quiet all class. Playing the piano was...nice. Calming.

"Tord, over here!" a voice shouted. Tord turned to see Matt waving a hand, Edd holding Matt's hand, and Tom standing with a hand on his hip staring at his phone. Tord made his way over.

"Come sit with us," Matt smiled. Tord smiled back and looked over at Tom, who was staring for a moment. Tom looked away, a dust of pink on his cheeks. Tord followed the boys to a table far from everyone else. They sat down and Tord sat next to Tom. Tord pulled out his lunch while Matt and Edd did as well. Tord pulled out tuna sandwich, some carrots, and a water bottle. Matt pulled out a salad, and Edd pulled out a PB and J, with some chips and a water. Tom didn't pull out anything.

"Tom, where is your lunch?" Tord asked. Tom looked up from his phone.

"I don't bring a lunch," he said. Tord passed him his carrots.

"Here," he said.

"You're not allowed to complain during art today," Matt said with a mouthful of salad. Edd laughed as lettuce flew everywhere and Tom cringed back. Tom begrudgingly took the carrots and opened the bag to eat them.

"Tord, tell us about Norway!" Edd said. Tord looked at Edd curiously, but nodded.

"It is cold," he said. Edd smiled.

"And?" he pushed. Tord took a bite of his sandwich and raised an eyebrow.

"What do you want to know?" Tord asked.

"Tell us about your old school!" Matt said. Tord thought for a moment.

"It is a small school, not many kids. Everyone knew each other, it is a small community." Tord said, thinking each word before saying it.

"That sounds nice, why'd you guys move?" Edd asked. Tord shrugged.

"My parents needed jobs, and my education was, uh, poor, I guess." Tord took another bite of his sandwich and chewed.

"Did you go to some crap school?" Edd asked. Tord started to become uncomfortable.

"It was not that bad, it was more of the kids that went there," Tord shrugged.

"Ooh, I see," Edd nodded. "So how do you like Britain so far?" he asked. Tord shrugged.

"It is nice. The people are very different here, though," Tord nudged Tom, who was still snacking on carrots.

"Haha, yeah! I bet you didn't see a whole lot of people like Tom or Matt," Edd said. Tord smiled.

"What about me?" Tom grumbled. Edd, Matt, and Tord laughed.

"If you were paying attention, you might know what we're talking about," Matt said as he finished up his salad.

"Yeah, whatever," Tom went back to scrolling through his phone.

"Oh, Tord!" Matt said. Tord looked up at him from his sandwich.

"Yes?"

"Edd was telling me that you had a free seventh hour!" Matt lowered his voice for the second part. "Maybe you could sign us out and we could go to the ice cream shop," Matt laughed. Tord rolled his eyes, but had a smile on his face.

"Matt, no one will believe that I am fifteen, much less eighteen." Tord laughed.

"Wait, you're only fifteen?" Matt and Edd said in shock. Tord raised a brow.