[Art is mine!!! :D]
POV: Tom
   I arrive home after school. "Mom! Im home," I call out. She calls back, "Welcome home!" [PS HIS MOM IS HUMAN SORRY] She walks out from the west hallway.
  "How was school?" I hesitate, then I shrug. "Alright. Could've been better." Mom gets all worried. "Are the bullies getting to you again?" I sigh and plop down on the couch. "Yep. Like always."
  "Was there anything good about today?" she asks. I smile. Mom can be so optimistic. "I passed all seven tests with a's." Mom hugs me. She says, "That's great Tom!" I hug her back. Who knew her optimism was so contagious?
*later that day*
  Im abruptly woken from a nap by my phone vibrating madly. I snatch my phone from my nightstand. Just the bullies. (I have no idea how they got my number.) I decline the call. Almost instantly, my phone blows up with texts like "faggot" and "homo." The usual.
   Suddenly, a text from an unknown number pops up. All it said was "Hey, Tom." My heart skips a beat. Who could this be??? "Who is this?" I text back. The response: "Tord. The one you avoid for no reason?"
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Me: "How did you even get my number?
Tord: "Edd"
Me: "Of course. Why are you texting me of all people?"
Tord: "I just felt like it."
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   I can't bring myself to answer.

IM SORRY ITS SHORT I JUST HAVE NO MOTIVATION FOR THIS ILL TRY HARDER
-✌ adios, im out