Stuck [TordTom]

Meet Me After School.

Tori's POV
Location: The Diner: 5:00pm

I point the middle finger at Tamara before walking away. Shit! If Tord's already there then I'm paying for the meal! I don't want to pay! I sprint over to the diner and slam open the door. I catch my breath for a few seconds before looking up. Half the shop is looking at me. But it's not my problem. I look around the diner in search of Tord.

Then I caught a glimpse of a red hooded man with a bored expression. He was sitting by the window on a small cushion seat. I walk over to him. "Hey... S..orry I'm late" I was still catching my breath while speaking. My heart was still racing. I ran over here immediately after school! I took a seat in front of him. He looked at me and took off his hood. "You're late..." he crossed his arms. "I...I can see that!"I reply, still trying to catch my breath. "You're paying."

"Faen!" I get up from my seat. "So what would you like?"

"You're joking, right?" he raised a brow. "Pfft, of course I am! I'm your counterpart. Why wouldn't I know?" I walk over to the counter and order. "2 cups or coffee and 2 bowls of pudding please!" I tell the counter lady. "Your names?" she picks up a marker and a coffee cup. "Tord and Tori!" I reply cheerfully. "Alright. Your drinks will be ready for you and your brother."

Brother? Oh, yeah. We look exactly the same. Besides, the fact that we're different genders. I walk back to our table and sat down. Tord looked at me with the same blank expression. "So, what did you order?" he asks. "The usual." I answer.

"Alright, Tord and Tori! Here are your orders." I look to my right to see a waitress holding a tray of our coffee and pudding. "Thank you!" I thank her as she places my order followed by Tord's on the table. She nods and walks back to the counter. And I begin eating up my pudding.

I put it down and lick my lips. I look at Tord, he had a confused expression. "Come on! It's our favourite!" I push the bowl nearer to him. I looks at me. "I thought you meant bacon." He replies. Somethings wrong...

How I know? Well I was going to order bacon. But then, I wanted to see what was wrong with Tord. Because if me or Tord are either sad or depressed then we'd refuse to eat our dessert. Which is rare because we love sweet things. "Are you alright?" I ask concerned. "It's fine... I just don't have the appetite." He looks down.

"Tord. I'm your counterpart. I know when something is wrong." I reply in a soft but stern tone. He rubs his elbow. "I... I'll tell you. But let's speak in Norwegian. I don't want anyone listening." "Ok, nå fortelle meg." (Okay, now tell me.) I reply. I notice that people start giving us weird stares. Well, not my fault they can't speak Norwegian.

"Vel det hele startet etter "hendelsen". Husker du riktig?" (Well it all started after the 'incident'. You remember right? ") I nod. "Vel, jeg føler meg skyldig nå. Og jeg har ingen venner. Dessuten, men du er i et annet univers, så det er en annen historie. Og... Vel, for å oppsummere alt, skyldfølelsen har spist meg i live. Og jeg har vært deprimert de siste 3 årene." (Well I feel guilty now. And I have no friends. Besides you, but you're in a different universe so that's a different story. And... Well to sum it all up, the guilt been eating me alive.)

"Hold on... Hvordan endte du opp med å bo hos Ell? "(How'd you end up staying with Ell?)

"Well, after the incident. She just came up to me and gave my a second chance. Matilda was holding Tamara back so... Here we are now." I reply. "Hey! Speak Norwegian!" Tord crossed his arms. "Oops! Sorry, I'm just used to speaking English, now that we live in London." I scratch my nape. "Faen livet mitt. " Tord muttered under his breath. "Language." I warn him. But he just crossed his arms and stuck his tongue out.

"So how long can you hang?" he questioned. "About 5 hours" I shrugged. He nodded and we begin talking about shit. Such as hentai, mangas, and all the other shit we like.