Chapter 1

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"Time to wake up, Tom!"
A feminine voice said happily make me wake up. I saw a woman around 30 with a short brown hair. She had a blue cream eyeshadow over her eye socket up to the brow at the edge. She is my foster mother. My real parents died due to plane crash when I was 9 years old. I was put into orphanage. Until she came to take care of me. She is very nice and charming. "Okay, Amber." She frowned. "Tom, I told you to call me mom, right?" "Yes, mom." Her face lit up at that. "Get ready, Tom. You don't want to be late at the first day at school, do you? I'll make breakfast for you while you change, okay?" "Alright, mom"

I went to the bathroom. I took a shower. After a good 10 minutes shower, I went to my wardrobe. I wear a blue hoodie with a T-shirt underneath. I pull on my black jeans. Then, I took my gray socks from the drawer and put them on. There's a hole  in these socks but I don't give a damn about it. I packed my bag and went downstairs. I saw my foster mom made me some bacon and eggs. I ate them. After that I waved goodbye at my foster mom. I went outside and I saw my two best friends, Edd and Matt are waiting for me. Edd noticed me and greeted me with a smile. Matt is still looking while compliments himself . "Sorry,guys. How long have you been  waited for me?" "It's okay, Tom. We just got here a couple of minutes ago," He said cheerfully. They talked for a while.

15 minutes later, the bus finally came. "There goes our bus" I said as we got on the bus.

~Time Skip~
We got off the bus. I nervously entered the school building. My bowels were a coiled rattlesnake, ready to strike, just at the thought of what I was about to face. Most students keep making fun of me due to my 'eyes'. Sometimes, I got beaten up by the biggest bullies of the school. Anyway, I'm so glad this is the last year for me to be in this living hell. I want to go to a college of music since I love music and singing. I've always dreaming to become a successful singer since I was younger. My thoughts were interrupted when I was pushed against the locker. I looked up and I saw a teen with gray eyes. His hair spiked up like horns like a devil. He wear an unzipped red hoodie and a white t-shirt written 'KILL EM' underneath. And then I realized who it is...

It's Tord...

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