haha ya'll thought i was dead but i aint dying anytime soon. and the weather here sucks and i hate planes now thank you very much. but seriously i'm sorry for like the 1 month hiatus. i hate school and i hope ya'll dont get sick of my apologies.
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tom's pov (y'know next chapter it wont be in tommy's pov anymore ;0)
me, edd and matt had this secret school classroom we'd go to if we still had time every afternoon. it sounds pretty made-up but its real. thousands of secrets were shared there and even memories too.
but i'd rather not be here right now if edd and matt would keep pressuring me who i had a crush on.
"come on tommy-boy!" matt teased, circling around my chair. "just tell one name and we can let you go and even treat you on your favorite!~"
also, let me tell you i was taped to this horrid school chair. a plastic school chair. i could get out of here if they didn't roll tape around me like a thousand times or even more. damn, these two might have a future on kidnapping, but i'd rather not think about that.
"you know what?" said edd, grinning. "we won't tell a single soul."
one second passed and it was like matt thought of a great idea.
"y'know... i had a crush on this person last year..."
edd was confused but then he seemed to catch up. "oh yeah! i remember him. i also had a crush on this significant person last year!"
the narcissist started to act like he was on to something and grinned. "doesn't he wear this red hoodie...?"
"doesn't he style his hair like horns?"
"doesn't he—"
"why are you guys crowding me if you actually know who my crush is!" i cut them off. i had a mix of emotions such as embarrassment and disbelief.
edd turned his gaze to the door and touched his fingertips together. "welll we weren't quite sure it was actually tord—"
"and you guys had a crush on him too?"
matt rolled his eyes. "well who wouldn't get a crush on the bully bad boy? why would you not?"
"wow... two boyfriends having the same crush" i think in my head
"because he's bullying you?" a new voice piped up. i tried to turn my body to the origins of the voice but ended up falling on the ground. the plastic chair broke and made a horrible sound.
"hello, fellow acquaintance—"
"oooh!" matt cooed. "looks like itty bitty innocent bully-to-nice-guy tordy is here!"
tord's expression changed to surprise. "what?"
who knew matt was such a sassy?
edd looked at him. "why are you even here?"
tord looked at me, and then he looked at me still taped to the chair. "just... trying to find out what the fuss was all about."
"why are you even in this abandoned school corridor?"
tord shrugged. "just ghost hunting—"
i snapped. "yeah right, ghost hunting my a—"
"anyways.." tord interrupted me, frowning. "i just came to check on you..."
matt glared at tord, squinting his eyes. "since when did we ever be friends with you?"
"yeah..." edd said. "since when did you ever came to check on us?"
tord blushed. "aw shucks, i'm always like that... i just get too curious with you all and just... y'know."
"that is... soo creepy." i blurted. "like just imagine, countless times we were here and you were just... looking at us!"
"what in the world..." edd stared at tord with a glare.
he grabbed the nearest book and chased tord out off the classroom.
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"the was the weirdest thing that ever happened." i said to my friends. they both nodded. who knew tord was such a stalker? it was like some kind of voodoo magic happened to him.
"its getting kinda late..." edd muttered, looking at his watch. and i had to agree. the sun was still on the sky but the background was almost orange.
"see you tomorrow." matt smiled, waving at us. edd blushed and waved back.
it was such a crazy day today...
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yAyEEt its a short chapter but im trying to get started on writing again
i'm back hehehe
merry advanced christmas!!!
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