Stuck [TordTom]

Secret Garden

-Wenesday: 8:12am
Tord's POV

Ugh, Tori that Traitor. Because of her i had to endure talking to Tom while hiding my face. And the fact that he's sitting opposite me DOESN'T HELP.

Tori's going to get a real beating once I see her.

~+Timesskip: 12:03pm+~

Third person POV

At the table of the Eddsworld and Ellsworld gang...

Tom had just gotten his lunch. Friend onions and spinach soup. Mm... Yummy...

He had just arrived at his table. But as he was walking by, he saw a man. With his red hoodie up. He had no idea why but he really wanted to get to know Red.

"Hey... Uh Edd? Can I.... Not sit here today?" Tom asked. Edd and the gang looked at him with widened eyes. "I mean sure, but where are you going to sit?" Edd allowed Tom to not sit with them but obviously he needed to know where his friendbwas going to sit at.

Tom just pointed at the direction where Red was. Tori chocked on her soup when Tom pointed at her counterpart." I kinda want to make friends with him. You fine with that, Edd?"

"Sure! But when you two become friends, make sure to invite him over to our table!" Edd stated in a slightly exited tone.

Tom nodded and made his way to the man in red. "Hey." He placed a hand on Red's shoulder. Red flinches and puts a hand on Tom's, preparing to flip him over his shoulder.

"It's just me." the eyeless man informed the norski. "What are you doing at my table?" Red questioned. "I just want to sit with you." Tom replied, once again trying to sound cheerful.

"I-... There's no getting out of this is there?" Red knew Tom far too well to even bother arguing. Sure in the old days when the were teens, he wouldn't mind because it only hurt a little.

Unlike now. Every glimpse of Tom hurts. Every sound from him hurts. Every...

Everything hurts...

"Nope." Tom said, but in a more bored tone. Basically his usual tone. Red sighed in defeat. "Alright, sit here." he patted the seat on his right.

Tom was confused on why he wanted him to sit beside him. There was plenty of space on the opposite side of Red. But obviously it was because Tord, or Red. Wanted to hide his face.

When he sat down, a few eyes started to drop onto them. Tom didn't realise but Tord did. He felt uncomfortable in many ways that he could not explain.

Sure, back in highschool he was a social butterfly and Tom was a shy punk. Back then he honestly didn't mind the attention, but now? Oh, now he just wanted to dig a hole, Bury himself in it and Drown in his own tears.

Whispers began going around the cafeteria. One's such as:

"Why hasn't Red attacked Tom yet?"

"Tom's in big trouble."

"Are they friends?"

And many more that Tord wished he could un-hear. Honestly, someone had ought to teach those people a thing or two about how to whisper.

~Timeskip: After school~
5:03pm

Tord's POV

I am currently waiting for my idiotic female counterpart who betrayed me yesterday. I see her finally coming out with both her hands in her hoodie pockets.

I stomp over and grab her by one of her horns and pull her in front of the school. I honestly didn't care who was watching. "Ow-- RED! HVA FAEN?!" (What the fuck?!)