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Chapter 6: Masked Smiles
The group was still chattering inanely amongst themselves when he arrived. No one felt his presence, and he placed a benign smile on his face.
"Good afternoon gentlemen." He greeted.
One of the younger boys, Adam, paused. He was one of the more observant ones of the bunch. He quickly nudged Finn, who was still ranting on about his latest ideas. At his nudge, Finn turned onto the younger boy with a scowl on his face.
"What's your deal?" He hissed. Adam quickly motioned to the direction where he was silently standing, smile even brighter as moment passed.
"Oh look, it's Tommy dear, the loser boy." Finn chortled. The other laughed along.
"Don't mind me." Tom cut in, "I just couldn't help hearing your conversation." He stated pleasantly.
"Ooooo, so the loser boy is trying to act all bad." Finn sneered.
Tom tilted his head, his face thoughtful. "Well, I suppose it wouldn't be inaccurate to say that I am planning to do something bad." He agreed, smile back in place.
Swifter than eyes could follow, He moved forward towards Finn and threw an object at him. A dull thud resounded in the air, and all eyes fell onto the knife securely lodged in the chair between Finn's legs. Smile still on his face as if nothing was out of place, Tom slowly leaned down to Finn's ear.
"The next time you think of something so stupid, I promise the knife will land higher." He whispered.
Giving another smile as he leaned out, Tom gave a wave to the frozen group before moving away.