~Monday (first day of school)

"Anyway.. Thanks for.. You know..." Tord looked over to his new friend who was madly blushing, "For.. Giving back my Checkered Bracelet.." Tamara says to him as she gave him a soft smile.
Tord gave her a smile back and pats her head, she was... short maybe like.. her height is just up to Tord's jawline. Tord didn't mind this, he just kinda scoffed it off. Thought he did find himself enjoying her company.

She was the quiet, shy and kinda.. Bratty but kind..? Kinda girl and she always keeps things to herself. It was kinda fair because they only met earlier at the school gate.

"So, where's your Class?" Tamara asked as she crosses her arms, "ugh, I only know mines gonna be C class. Class C 1." She added and sticks her tongue out in boredom. "Well.. I'm in A class. Class A 2" Tamara's eyes widened.

"Surprised? Don't be. It's just normal for me. I get high scores often but it's nothing.. really." Tord says as he looks around the hallway. It had cream painted walls and white tiled floor. 'Too.. girly.' He cringed.

"That Norwegian accent of yours... I like it. It suits you." Tamara says as she playfully punches Tord away enough to get him to step away from a classroom door. Tord looked up to see what class was it. "This is my class... So.. I guess I'll see you later?"

"Yeah, I'll come to you. My class is just a class away from yours." Tord replied and waved goodbye. As he walked through the halls he bumped into two guys. "Oh..uh.. sorry?" Tord says as he rubs his arm.

The guy he bumped had brown hair and was like only.. at Tord's eyesight height. The other had orange hair and was way taller than him, a head taller than him to be exact. They seemed like good friends.

"You have a weird accent..?" The boy in green commented. Great. Another one of 'Those' guys again, "Thanks. It's called 'a Norwegian guy trying to speak English properly'." Tord replied as he slowly walks away, only to be pulled closer again by the tall ginger. "Hi! My name's Matt! And this is Edd!" Tord claimed his arm again and turn to face the two.

"What do you need?" Tord asks as he glares at the two. The two noticed this and felt uncomfortable "W-well.. we don't know where our classroom is.. can you help us?" Matt says as he hands over a tiny paper that has "Class C 1" written on it.

"Oh that's where my friend's class is." Tord says as he gave the two a smile. It made the two quiet relaxed and relieved. "It's only two classroom's.. I guess? From here." Tord instructed as he points towards Tamara's class.

"So.. uhh Matt and Edd right?" Asked Tord and the two nodded then waited for Tord's turn. "The name's Tord." Tord reached out his hand, "Hi Tord! It's nice to meet you!" They said in unison as they both shake Tord's hand rapidly.

"You should hangout with us sometime!!"
"Yeah! I wanna learn Norwegian."

Tord let out a chuckle which made the two smile wildly because they didn't feel uncomfortable with him anymore.

"Sure.."

The bell rang

"Well I gotta.. get going then." Tord excused himself and proceeded to walk to his class. "Class A 2" Tord reads as he reached out to the doorknob. Suddenly he felt a hand on top of his, he looks up to the person.

Thomas-----------------------------

Tord quickly sat up resulting him to feel a headache and an aching body. He groans and closed his eye as he stays still and wait for the pain to go away. He rubs his forehead with his right arm.. as he felt it rubbing, he.. felt something else.. something.. hard, cold, and painful.

He finally opens his eye and glances over his arm.. he let out a scream.

Tord's P.O.V

"FAEN! WHAT TH--" I cut off and scanned the robotic arm that looked likes connected to me and tried to move it.. "it's not moving.." I say as I think of gripping the bars on my bed. Then it moved and gripped the bars so hard that the bars came off. I panicked, "W- what.. Wh..aa.. What.." it actually did what I was thinking!

This robotic arm seems familiar.. I swear I've seen this before.. it was colored red and at some parts it's colored gray. I scanned 'My' arm closely.. there was still some wires hanging out here and there.. and still, it isn't letting go of the bars that it just pulled off the bed, then I noticed a small screen on it.

"Waiting?.." I say as I immediately thought of what happened at the lab..

The fucking explosion.. "AAAAGHH" I ruffle my hair with my other arm.. and realized that I had also lost my right eye sight.. I creeped my hand over it, it still had bandages on. I assume the bandages are new because it's not coated with blood.. yet.

I looked over to 'My' robotic arm again..

"I should've fucking listen... FAAAEEENN!!" I mentally face palmed myself...

Then without any warning the robotic arm face palmed itself to me, hitting me with the bar so hard that it sent me lying back to bed screaming in pain.

"FEEEEEEEERRRNNNNN!!!" My scream was muffled because on this arm.

I heard the door open and some tapping sounds coming to me.
"TORD ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!"
"TORD?!"
I hear two voices say.. Though.. Why is it that I only hear faint voices on my right ear but not on the left.. Could it be.. That I also lost my right hearing..

I felt a hand pat my head and another on my left arm. I looked up and saw my Dad's,

"Derd!" It was muffled again..

Patryk and Paul looked down at me worriedly

"Oh dear.. what happened here.." Patryk says as he scanned the arm, "where did you get this bars?" He asks as he touch the bars the arm was holding on to.

"Juffst.. Tak..e itff.. offss!!" I muffled under this robotic arm shit.

He tries to pull off this stupid Robotic arm that SLAMMED INTO MY FUCKING FACE!

And it didn't budge. He pulled harder that he also pulled me with it but it won't let go.

"PAUL! HELP ME HERE!" Pat says to Pau who just crossed his arms, "no." He replies, my face started to feel more pain..

I start to whine and begged them to help me.. "PAUL! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!! HELP OUR SON--"

"Tord, do you remember who connected that to you?" Dad says and stares at me, waiting for me to answer..

"Tord, I know.. you still feel.. a 'little' pain.. But.. I'm doing this to help you.. Okay?"

I look at Dad in pure anger.. "YEERR!!" I screamed at him but he still stayed still from where he was and Patryk backed away a bit obviously surprised. "YER DID THISH TO ME!!!" I screamed at him.

"Tell me, Tord." I start to calm down and pant, "Try using your Brain." He says and walks over to me then stares.

"Honey.. That's enou--" he cut off Pat by pursing his index finger on his lips.

Brain.. You mean.. Think?..

But think of what? Exactly.. Loved ones? Or something..

Thomas..

I felt a shiver creeped down to my spine.. Why am I thinking of him at this moment.. He's nothing to me, he is just that arrogant.. 'SMART'.. Quiet.. Relaxing.. Beautiful.. guy...

a blush creeped across my face, I relaxed and think of letting go. The robot arm let go of my face and the bars it was holding on to. The painful feeling was starting to ease..

Paul suddenly wrapped his arms around me and hug me. I let out a groan as it was still hurting a bit. Dad just burry his head on my shoulder more letting out small sobs. Pat went over to us and hug me as well.

I feel a little pain.. My body is still aching.. But it was more comforting..

I thought of Thomas again and my chest started to feel painful again.. Could it be...

(A/N)

I honestly wish that I have parents like them QvQ