#Tord POV#
I was sitting at my window eating a few cherrys. I see.....Tom? That was his name, walk by with a jar with candy and a little dog in his arms. I get off my window and walk outside and ask him what happened.
"My bullies beat up this dog," He said walking into his house while I followed.
"Oh, do you need any help?" I asked.
"Uh yeah, I need you to get me some warm water, some bandages, rubbing alcohol, and some rags," He said while sitting the dog down on the table.
"Okay," I quickly do as he says but, remember I'm in his house and I never really went every where in his house. I get all the stuff, in 15 minutes.
"What the hell took you so long?" Tom asks when I get back to the kitchen.
"I-I didn't know where everything was," I was getting anxious.
He sighs and says, "It's okay."
I sit the stuff down and he helps the dog.
~30 minutes later~
#Tom POV#
I finish helpping the dog but, Tord left when I was putting on the bandages. I let the dog off the table and it looked a little thin, acually, really thin. I look in the cabents for some food. I soon find some meat in the fridge and put it on the plate. I sit the plate down so the dog could eat. What will I name you? was the only thing I was thinking about. The dog soon finishes and it looks up at me. It was a baby caucasian, "I'll call you....Bear." The dog looks up at me when I say 'Bear.'
#Tord POV#
Does he like me? I couldn't get Tom off my mind. His cuteness, his kindness, well he can be kind sometimes, but the most part I like tworads him is his eyes, they weren't normal eyes these eyes where solid black. My eyes weren't normal either, one was gray and the other was redish pink. I walk over to my record player and grab my vinyl 'EDEN,' I put on the song 'Wake Up.' I turn up the record player and listen to the song. I walk to my bed and grab my half-eaten jar of cherrys. I start eating them, soon I opened my window and turn the record player up because my parents where out for the rest of the week. I lay back on my bed and sing alone with the song. I know I don't have the best so when the songs are loud I sing alone to it. I finish the cherrys and take the jar to the kitchen and put it in the trash bin. I walk back upstairs and see Tom, with his window open and eyes closed singing along with the song. I start to blush and don't say anything, so I walk to my bed and grab one of my notebooks and a pencle. I could see Tom clearly so I start drawing him in my book. He's the only thing I could think about. He soon noticed me when the song ended.
"Oh hey Tord,"
I start to blush, "H-hi Tom."
"What'cha drawing?" He asked.
"Umm just a picture," I look at the un-colored picture.
"Can I see?"
I don't like to show people my drawings other than my parents, but this wasn't just a person to me. "Sure," I show him he drawing.
He starts to lightly blush when I turn my notebook around, "I-is that m-me?"
"Yeah."
"Looks nice."
"Thanks," I give him a warm smile.
"You wanna come over?" he asked with his arms hanging over his window seal.
