Within a span of 24 hours, the world fell onto its knees and begged God for forgiveness. Humanity and life itself was brought to its breaking point, brought to the tip of extinction. All the biggest Cities, gone, destroyed. Natural disasters had brought down even the mightiest of countries. Chicago, New York, Hong Kong, Tokyo, Shanghai, Beijing, London, and so many more, devastated within God's way of saying no. It was like in that movie, GeoStorm, where all these natural disasters started happening but on the greatest scale to ever be recorded. Over 3 billion people were killed, leaving roughly 4 billion to clean up the mess that had been started. You see, this happened over 200 years ago, and learning about it in your Social Studies class in a new country isn't fun. I mean, why leave Norway? Sure, it's granted that I needed to come to the united states and it was free, but still, why here?

"Mr.Larson!" A holopad slammed on my desk as I looked up at our teacher. Those things were expensive! "Do not slack off in my class, It is a privilege to be in Extensive learning for only the smartest minds, do not use that brain to daydream in here." I was tempted to roll my eyes. What was I even learning anyway? The Disaster of 2047 is gone and passed, hasn't it? Why learn about a massive geo storm that took out half the population over 200 years ago? I'm not here to learn about that stuff. "Yes, Mrs.Lash" I mumble, staring up at her bland and boring eyes.

After about another hour of this lecture, The bell rang and I was free. I got up, heading to the door and walking out before getting lightly tapped on the shoulder. I turned around Looking at this dude that had to be over 6 feet. He had ginger hair and bright emerald eyes. I had to stand there looking at him for a moment.

"You're Tord, correct?" His voice had a heavy British accent. London descendants I suppose.
"Yes, Tord Larson, and you are?" I for once felt self-conscious about my accent, sure it had gotten better but... I still sounded so different. 

"Matt Hargreaves"

Matt Hargreaves? The smartest and most popular person in school, talking to me? Unless he wanted something, yeah, he probably wanted something from me.

"You seem so stunned! Well, I just wanted to ask if you wanted to sit with me and My friends at lunch today! You always seem kinda distant and alone all the time, do You have any friends?"
"Well... No, not really"

"Oh! Then I'll be your friend, you're welcome to come to sit with me at lunch any time you'd like!"

He seemed so nice and so perfect as he gave a little wave and walked off. Oh, Tord... What did you just get yourself into? You should've walked by and continued to your next class, but who could say no to his freckled face with his big green eyes? Oh god, I can't be falling for anyone yet! I've barely made it into the school for a couple of months and I'm already falling for someone! Great, just great!

I continue my walk through the halls, looking at the clock. Lunch is two more periods away, English and Language Arts. Why do I even Take English when I can already speak it? It's like an elective, But this time you have no choice to learn it or not. I sighed as I made my way down to the room. At least I have two more periods to prepare...

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Lunch had come faster than I would've liked it too. I walked to my locker, Putting my holopads away with my Projection Laptop. I just needed to make it to lunch without losing my shit, easy enough, right? Just... Had to walk and sit next to them.

I walked down, making it to the lunch room as I made eye contact with the familiar ginger with bright green eyes. He smiled at me and waved. I felt something flutter within my chest, and for one of the first times that I've been here.... I smiled. I walked over, a little nervous about sitting with him. Matt motioned for me to sit next to him. I hesitantly sat next to him.

"How are you?" Matt asked. He seemed to ignore the stared he got by sitting next to me.

"Good," I answered in a soft and quiet voice. My accent standing out among the others.

"Where are your ancestors from? You don't sound Europian or North American."

"My ancestors from somewhere in Norway and Russia."

"Wow! Russia and Norway? You don't meet too many people from there! Don't they have some of the top military schools?"

"They do" I answered. How did kids in America even know about stuff like that? Secret schools my ass.

"So, how long have you been here?"

"About two months" I take a bite of my food, which was only a sandwich.

"Do you like it here?" Matt asked, taking a bite of his food, which looked much better than mine. Rich people food I guess. I just shrugged in response.

"I guess I do. It seems more peaceful than Norway so far, all though you still have plenty of violence." Matt had cocked his head, looking at me.

"We still have violence?"

God, how on earth was he even in Advanced Ed? Did he literally not see kids get bullied constantly, fights breaking out, shootings? America was full of it! And yet they are still so blind to it. I sigh and take another bite of my sandwich. "Everyone here is the same" I mumbled quietly, looking away from Matt.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't see violence." I stood up, grabbing my bag, figuring it was just a plan to get pushed around like I was these last to months. "And you don't see when you're doing it." I walked away, hearing my name and quick footsteps behind me. "Wait! Tord Wait!" He managed to catch up to me, laying a hand on my shoulder. I flinched, backing away. "What" I hissed. I can't believe this is the guy my heart races for, this guy.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay! What's wrong? Did I say something??" He asked. I started to relax my shoulders, letting my guard down.

"It's just a big adjustment... I'm not used to even having a friend and-" Before I could finish, I felt a pair of arms wrapped around me in a tight hug.

"You can always talk to me. I won't mind. I'm always here for you."

I felt my face start to heat up. I smiled softly, letting him hug me. Maybe we aren't so different as I thought we were... 

A/N: Wow, a fanfic that actually looks good and has potential?? More likely than you think. Okay in all seriousness I'll try to stay dedicated on this one. If you wanna make fanart or smh, or if you have Idea's, just tell me! Tag me in the idea's/art if you have any! 

~Izzy