Here Lies...

Project of Feeling

Tom

In my eyes, Tord's is a wonderful person. We started to talk and get to know eachother a bit. It was mostly me trying to get to know him more, but it's the same thing. Tord is like the best thing that happened to me since Edd, Matt, and Kolton had disappeared from my life. He's funny, sweet, and is great company. But...it still doesn't take me away from the fact that we feel a hell of a lot closer than I think.

We live near eachother by about four blocks away, so we started to walk to school together. I've gotten to know him better, like how he moved here from Norway, how he likes going shooting with his parents, and the basics, like how his favorite color is blue.

However when he talked about himself, I started to ache horribly, pain rushing in and out of my body, most of my pain coming from my head. I guess I thought that if I met the person who was causing my mind to scramble, that the pain would stop because the mystery was solved. But it's not, I still need a few more pieces of this puzzle, just a few more answers.

I sat in my art class, fiddling with the pencil on my upper lip. Tord sat two seats on my left, shifting his eyes from the ceiling to the window every now and then. Mister Eiven was talk about how memories were a lot farther away from us than we think. He said that some things may feel familiar to you, but you might not be sure how because you've never seemed to encounter that thing before.
"Now, what I want you to work on this week, is to partner up with anyone of your choosing and collect things that may be all too familiar to you, but you're unsure why, and try finding a pattern of those things with your partner."

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"You can find a partner now and start discussing certain things from the top of your head."
And with that people scrabbled to their fellow classmates, almost immediately pairing up.

I usually would just work alone if Edd or Matt weren't in the same class as me, Mister Eiven took note of that, but now that Tord was here, I figured he help me with the assignment. Not to mention that this project is kind of perfect for me and Tord. I wonder if you can put a physical person in the finished product...

While I was wrapping my thoughts together, I didn't notice Tord standing beside me. "So, working with anyone else, or are you just gonna sit here with me?" I focus my attention onto Tord, my face heating up a bit from embarrassment. "Y-Yeah, sorry. Do you want to get started?"
He nodded pulling up a seat next to me.

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"Grey cats are definitely something that make me feel so close to them, even though I've never had one. Don't get me wrong, I like cats, but I've never really got emotionally attached to them." Tord said, making movements with his hands to elaborate on his words. I nodded and jotted it down with the rest of our ideas. So far, we had three down in the span of fifteen minutes.
Sure we had brainstormed a few ideas, but we didn't get very much because of the small talk we had in between.

I checked the time on the clock above the door. The final bell signaling the end of the day would go off in about five minutes from now. I caught a glimpse of Mister Eiven, he too was glancing at the clock.

I looked back to Tord who was now fiddling with his pencil, seemingly trying to think of something else.
The lighting made his soft, grey eyes appear almost silvery. The scarred side of his face was fascinating to me, even if Tord is insecure about it. When I asked him how it was like that, he responded that it was just a skin condition called...Vitiligo? He said that it just happened to look like scars. I love every one of his features, nonetheless.

Tord shifts his eyes onto me, only then do I realize I was staring. I glance to the side, hoping the darkness in my eyes disguised where my sights were on.
Tord returns to fiddling, with his pencil. I spot a small smile from him in the corner of my eye.