Tord called me good at training. Only good? ONLY GOOD? I think it was perfect for my first time. Although when I was walking back to my room I saw him kissing a girl, she was in my training. I recognised her. ITS DENA! "That hurts." I said under my breath. He heard it and looked at me.
"T-tom, it isn't wha-" he tried to explain but I told him something...

...Something that sliced through his hart.

"You were never my boyfriend, I don't even know why you care, I'm just going to hang myself!" Of course I wasn't going to hang myself I just wanted him to feel bad for me. "What no!" He grabbed my shirt by the collar and kissed me, I pulled away. "You really think you can play with my hart and get away with it?" I looked at him. "NO IS THE ANSWER TORD,NO!" I shouted and slammed the door to the room.

I sat against the door and cried. "What am I doing?" I asked myself. "I don't like him," I sighed "do I?" I asked myself. This feeling. Is it love? No. It's not. I heard a soft knock. "Come in if you dare!" I sniffled trying to hide I was crying. "Babe I know your crying." It was Tord. "IM NOT YOUR 'BAE' sir!" I shouted. I heard something clatter against a door. "I'm gonna count to 3!" He sounded mad. "One, two oh faen it!" I herd a bang and I turned around. He made a hole in the wall!

"Hheyy tttthhoommaasss~" he said long and slowly. He then placed himself on my lap. "H-hi..." I whispered. "I see your blushing." He teased. "H-Huh!?" I shouted and covered my face. "Show your face, it's beautiful." He seduced.