TomTord oneshots

"Sharing Our Pomes"

Hello my little viewers and welcome to another page if you haven't please read my last one and for now that's all strap in ladies and gentlemen cause were about to get depressing.(Look I'm sorry xD?)

(Tord's POV)

It was another boring day in school. I was walking down to my club when i bumped into one of my class mates. "Oi watch where your going loser!" He pushed me down, all my books falling as well as my glasses. They weren't broken thankfully. But right as i try to pick them up the guy steps on them, crushing them under his foot. "Nerd" He snickers while walking away. I pick the cracked glasses up, a single tear comes down my face. My mom gave me these, and i can't even keep them safe. I felt extremely down after that. But i still had to go to my club, i promised my best friend Jon. As i put my glasses into my pocket, i dashed down the hall to the club room.As i stood outside the door, i sighed,opening the door, and walking in."Tord I'm so glad your here!" Jon smiled, i run up to him and hugging him. "Whoa. What happen you okay?" He said rubbing my back "M-my glasses..." I said. "What about them...? Did you lose them? If you did i have another pair for you!" Jon said "No i didn't lose them.." I replied "Then what is it?" Jon raised a brow sitting me, and him down. "Mr. Ridgewell's son...Broke..Them..." I said, Jon eyes widened "TORD!" Jon yelled "Y-yes..?" I said "This means...If it's the start of the year, and no one has gotten bullied yet..Means...Tord.." Jon said looking down "Y-yeah??" "Ridgewell has made you his official target!" Jon said "WHAT?! How do you know?!" I screamed "Well let's, see no one has gotten bullied..Well you have which means. You're gonna be his target through out the year." Jon said frowning "Oh, no, no, no! I just wanted to stay unknown, and away from people! Why does it have to be so hard!" I said, putting my face onto my hands. "Hey it's okay, maybe, he won't make you his target..?" Jon said, with a little amount of faith in his voice, i looked at him and sighed "Yep i'm definitely gonna die." I said "Hey don't be a downer Larsson!" Jon said. "Sure Jon. It's not like i'm gonna be bullied by the captain of the football team, also the principals son, and the most popular kid in school, and don't forget the most scariest person ever, who has send over 20 kids to a hospital. Yep no worries, i'm gonna be fine!" I said sarcastically "Alright i get it, i get it!" Jon said. "Let's just talk about this later, the others are gonna be here any second!" Jon said standing up, and walking too the nearest seat. I stood up, and sat next to him. "Alright everyone! Today we'll be sharing poems!" Said a girl in a short sleeved purple hoodie.She had, bownish orangish eyes, her hair was slightly red with the rest ginger, she had freckles and a normal tone of skin, she was about 5'4 feet, wearing purple sneakers, and black jean booty shorts. I assumed she was the leader of the club. "I'll start!" She said happily. She went to her backpack excitingly opening it, and taking a purple note book out of her backpack, she zips her black and purple bag, running to the front again. She opens it, and starts reading.

How Fun

Having Fun,

So Much Fun

Having Fun With Friends,

Friends Make Life Fun

I Fall Down Face Flat

My Friends Help Me Up,

Brushing My Face

Making Sure I'm Okay,

I Start Laughing

They Stare At Me,

One By One They Laugh

Laugh With Me

As We Walk Home Laughing,

We Go Inside

They Stay The Night

Making Jokes, Pillow Fights, And Food,

My Friends Make Me Laugh