Chapter 1: Take a Slice

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I'm the treasure, baby, I'm the prize, cut me rails of that fresh cherry pie

It was like heavy footsteps in the hallway, something that everyone noticed. Everyone turned there head to look at him. Tom didn't get why everyone was staring at the male. He wasn't even that interesting, he was just a kid from Norway, right?

As Tom went to the lunchroom all he heard were rumors about Tord. Some were, 'I heard he has had sex with 3 girls!' Or 'That he is a pornstar.' The brit didn't believe any of them, Tord was only 14 and not even that good looking at all. Tom walked over to where he sat, slamming his lunchbox down his lunchbox in an angry manner.

"I swear to god that Tord bitch is so annoying!" Tom spat opening the bag up. He pulled out a PB&J along with a bag of grapes. "Tom you know you can't eat that here, I'm allergic!" A voice whined in front of Tom. He only rolled his void-like eyes and shoved the sandwich back in. Matt smiled. "Thanks, Tom!"

"So what about Tord?" A brunette stated eating a fry from his school lunch. "He is so annoying. The bitch came into my English class and tried to step all over me!" Tom started opening his bag of grapes and pulling one out. "Oh, Tord? He is on my baseball team," Matt said suddenly. "he is also pretty cool, he might sit with us."

Tom's eyes widened and he leaned forward a bit arching an eyebrow. "Did I just hear you correctly, Matt?" Tom said blinking his eyes a few times in a harsh manner. The ginger looked over at Tom than in another direction. "Oh hi, Tord!" Matt smiled motioning what was presumed to be Tord.

"Hello, Matt." Tord sat down next to Tom and smiled at Matt. "How are you enjoying school so far?" Matt asked eagerly looking back down at his lunch. Tord looked at Tom then away he looked away. "Fine, I met this girl today, her name is Mimi. Super sweet, even offered to tour me around the school." Tom raised his lip and narrowed his eyes.

"Mimi is just a whore who wants to get into your pants, unless if you're into that, which you probably are." Tom contended looking at Edd. The brunette just gave him this look of disappointment. You see Edd is practically Toms only friend. Tord kept a straight face. "No need to get so defensive Tom, why would you care anyway? Do you want to get into my pants?" Tord countered looking down at the slightly shorter teen.

Toms face scrunched up in disgust. Tom then spat onto Tords face, his face turning bright red. Tord squinted and wiped the spit off his face with his shirt sleeve. "So you just want to give me a blowjob now?" Tord asked looking unamused.

The brits eyes shot white and he stood up. "Just shut the fuck up, stupid  ass bitch." Tom gathered up all of his things from his lunch and looked at Tord with the angriest glare that he could muster up. Tord only chuckled shaking his head. "I'll see you around Thomas." His red eyes flashed, turning back to Matt.

As Tom was walking down the hallway to his next class he couldn't help but think about the rumors. What happens if Tord was some pornstar and some druggie. He seemed like such a charming guy, even Tom wanted to be his friend. But Tom knew the male was hiding something. Something dark and something terrible. Tom wanted to uncover that.

Tom opened his locker and shoved his lunch box inside before he grabbed his phone and opened it. He went to Instagram then looked up Tord's name on it. Holy shit this guy had 10k followers. For a middle schooler that's a lot. Tom clicked on one of the posts and started to scroll through. A bunch of professionally taken photos or Tord was just very good at editing things.

Tom rolled his eyes and shoved his phone back inside his locker. When Tom shut it his heart skipped to see someone standing beside his locker. It was Tord. Tom jumped and stepped back a bit. "You fucking scared me, you bitch!" He exclaimed holding his chest. Tord rolled his eyes and quit leaning on the locker. "Why do you think I was so quiet?" Tord chuckled shoving his hands into his pockets.

Tom furrowed his eyebrows and started to walk away from Tord. Don't engage, Tom. Tom thought to himself. But Tord was still behind him. "Tom, I'm just curious, what is your deal? You just met me today and your acting as if I shit in your food." Tord remarked catching up to Tom. The shorter male then realized, maybe he was being a little bit too harsh on him. Or was it Tord just manipulating him?

Tom walked a little faster and turned around to face Tord. "How about you mind your own goddamn business?" Tom shot back turning around to walk a little faster. Tord kept up leaning his body forward a little bit. "Somebody hurt you? Or maybe you just have issues? I can tell by the look on your face." The Norski chuckled.

Tom scrunched his face off. "Of course I have nothing going on, I just don't want to socialize with pricks like you!" Tom turned around walking towards his cooking class. Just a couple of more minutes before you could get Tord off of his back. "You shouldn't curse in all your sentences Tom, makes you sound like a little kid." Tord hummed standing next to Tom.

After a minute the bell rang and kids started to flood out into the hallways. "Well, Thomas I have to get to computer solutions. I'll see you around." Tord then shoved a piece of paper into Tom's pocket before he left.

Tom reached for the paper and pulled it out. It read Tord's number. Well, that was the first time from anyone. Tom shook his head and walked inside of the class. He sat down where his stuff was with a sigh. What was Tord planning?

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