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Tom's question remained unanswered as they continued to glare at each other. He didn't care who answered him, he just wanted to know what was going on.

"Eric, how do you know Tori? Tori, why are you so upset?"

"Tom, we're leaving. Sorry to cut you date short." Tori grabbed Tom's hand, pulling him away from Eric and Brandon without another word. Tom pulled against his best friend, wanting an answer.

"Tori, tell me now."

"Yeah, Victoria just tell him. It's really not that big of a deal that I can't go on a date with him." Eric made his way over to where the two of them were standing. Tom squinted his eyes, never has he heard Tori being called "Victoria" even by her mom or teachers.

"We don't associate with his kind, Tom." Tori glared at Eric and then continued her glare back 10 feet where Brandon was standing.

"Tori! Is it because he's gay? That's terrible considering, you know." Tom made a gesture towards himself.

"NO TOM!"

"I'm actually bisexual not gay." Eric said at the same time as Tori defended herself.

"Alright then, I don't care who the fuck tells me what is going on, as long as somebody does." Tom grabbed his face in frustration.

"He goes to East Studio High." Tori snarled while Tom froze before he started to laugh.

"Seriously Tori? That's it? He goes to a different high school? That's all that it is? You made me think he killed somebody or something like that!"

"Eric, this is just as bad as if he killed somebody! We can't associate with people from there."

"It's just another school Tori."

"I'm standing right here? Can we not talk about me like I'm not here?" Eric took a step closer to the pair, making Tori take a step back.

"Great suggestion Eric. We're leaving." Tori pulled Tom away from Eric and Brandon once again, this time with more force, stopping Tom from resisting. He took a look backwards towards Eric, who winked at him. Tori stomped all the way to the car, throwing her car keys at Tom when they reached it. "I'm too angry to drive, so you are."

"Uh okay? You can't make fun of my terrible driving, I mean don't you know that gays can't drive?" Tom joked, making Tori roll her eyes. She plugged her phone in and blasted her music. She chose "Concerte" by Shame, her typical angsty music, one that is loud and angry. Other than the screaming music, the two sat in silence during the drive to Tom's house.

"You coming up? I want to know more about East Studio High and the drama between West."

"Can we do this like tomorrow Tom? I need to go simmer in my bed for a while, maybe scream into my pillow like a preteen who just got her heart broken for the first time." Tori adjusted the driver's seat since Tom was almost half a foot taller than her. They said their goodbyes before Tori angrily drove off. Tom shook his head, still confused by the entire situation. He was greeted by his parents, questioning if Tori was following him or not. It was rare these days that Tom was seen without Tori, they spent almost every day together since they became friends. The Phelan family moved from Boston to LA about a month ago. Tom and Tori quickly became friends, meeting in Honors English, a dedication they both share. They bonded over music, their hatred of candy corn, and love of scary movies. It was the middle of September when Tom and his family moved here, so October gave the two friends great topics to bond over. Tom's phone buzzed, pulling him back into reality.

"Hope your girlfriend didn't scare you off from me. -E" Tom chuckled at the text he received.

"Once again, not my girlfriend. -T"

"You said nothing about not being scared off, damn :-/ -E" One thing Tom had quickly learned about Eric is that he is the most dramatic person in existence. One thing Tom had learned about himself: he loved drama, well as long as it was in the form of a cute, curly haired boy. 


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Super short but drunken chapter! Thank you to everybody who has read this garbage fire of a story. I really appreciate you all. You ever have an idea in your head and you just have to get it out? That's this and I needed to share it with everybody.


Also, the part where Tom says gays can't drive, I'm bisexual so I know firsthand. 

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