Cuts help? Right? They don't. Take the advice from Thomas Rigwell. He likes to be call Tom. He has three friends. Edd, Matt and..... Well..... His name is........ Tord. He was forced to leave back to his homeland. Its been 10 years since they've seen Tord. He was born in Norway and came to London when he was five. The boys are the ages of 15-16. They are almost adult. After Tord left when they were in elementary Tom has become well let me show you.
____________Mom? Dad?
Tord? Where are you going?
Home
Norway
Wait... Wait! Wait! Tord! No! NO! TORD! TORD!!
The little boy cries and weeps as his friend try to comfort him.
Tord-
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Sorry, it must of have been sad to him. I know how he felt when I lost my friend. Now, let get with the story shall we? *SNAP*Toms POV
I woke up in my checkered bed. I rub my eyes and look around. 'What a mess' I thought. I got out of bed and feeling the cold air touch my body. Clothes, shorts, pants, hoodies, every thing thrown on the ground. I look through my closet and good thing I had a last piece of clothing. I sigh in relief. It was a sleeve shirt that shows my shoulders that has a black thin strap on it to hold the shirt, Short jeans, and a blue and tel flower crown. I put on the clothing and look at my self in the mirror. Cute is what my friends and mom says, other people say 'You gay? Ugly '. I sigh and go down stairs. "Good morning honey! "Says my mom. Her name is Martha Rigwell. "Hey mom, "I say. "Here, I know you barely eat but atleast eat this,"Says Martha. I nod. I ate half of the plate, she looks at the plate and puts it in a container. "Eat this later, " I nod and grab my backpack. "Bye baba blue! "Yells my mom. "Bye! "I yelled back at her and closed the door. As I walk down to the bus stop I see Edd and Matt.
They look at my direction. They wave. I wave back. "Tom! Have you heard that there's a new kid! "Says Matt in eximent. (Idk how!! To spell!!) I raise a brow. "Yeah! I don't know his name but what I heard is that hes from Norway! "
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HomeNorway
Something hits me. "N-norway? "I ask. Matt nods. They have forgotten.
Forgot Tord? Is Tord now coming back?
The bus comes and we get on. As I get on I go to the back. I sit down with my other friend. Her name is Kala Han. "Hey Kala, "I say. "Hey tom, have you heard about the kid from Norway? " I feel it again. I nod. "What wrong? "She says in her New Zealand accent. Yeah, she comes a faraway place.
We get to a stop and someone unfamiliar comes on. He has a red hoodie, Carmel hair, pale skin, silver e-TORD! "Tord!? " I say loud on accident. He looks at me. His eyes widen. He runs to my seat. He jumps to me with open arms. "Oh Tom! I missed you so much! Its been years! "He says. I feel something drop down from my eyes. Tears? He puts his hand on my cheeks and wipes them away. I hug him and let him have soem space. I tell him about Kala. The bus stops and we see the school.
"Do you know the school? "Asks Tom. "No much,"says Tord. "Okay, we'll go to the principals office and get you sorted out, "says Tom.
A good time for a surprise, can he even help him?
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Pool of Sadness {Tordtom} High school AU (REWRITTING!!!!)
Подростковая литератураTom was always a quiet one in school. He would always look cute n his pastel clothes or regular clothes. He got bullied after Tom being Bisexual. He got depressed and started cutting. What will happen when an Old Friend comes back from his long jour...