With Newtmas 2

Faction

NEWT POV: 

I sat on the roof with Thomas. "Are you nervous" asked Thomas. "A little, we're you scared for yours" I asked. "No, well a little bit. But I knew it was done to help me pick the right future" said Thomas. He put his arm around me and pulled me into his chest. "What do you think my top faction will be" I asked. "I'm not sure. Maybe Erudite" said Thomas. "Maybe" I said. After 8th grade you take a test. The test will rate how much you fit into each faction. Then you chose which one you want to join. Lastly it's training for the jobs in that group. You can change the faction for job you want. And no matter what I choose I don't have to say good bye to Thomas. "Whatever your results are. You'll be okay" said Thomas. "Thanks Tommy" I said. "HEY" Minho yelled up at us. We looked down and saw Minho and Gally. "YOU SHANKS SKIPPING OUT ON US" Gally yelled. "NO, WE'RE COMING" I yelled. We decided to go to the club tonight. Hopefully it will help me feel a little better. 

The next day was the test to see what faction I belong to. I entered the room and sat in the chair. I put my oxygen on my lap. The worker gave me a shot glass with a liquid in it. "Drink it, you'll enter a realm and do task until all your results are in" said the worker. I drinked the liquid. Cherry flavor. The worker took the shot glass and I was out. I was in the woods. It was bright and sunny. I had to shield my eyes and squint. It was really bright and hurt my eyes. I started walking around the woods. I have to look for a task. A tiger walked up in front of me. It roared as it slowly walked up to me. I turned around and ran. I started to feel a little sick. The tiger roared and ran after me. I didn't dare look back. I climbed a tree. I made it to the top and looked down. I was surrounded by ocean. The tree was the only land in sight. I looked around looking for something. A ship, a plane, anything. There was nothing. I heard a hawk. 

I looked up and saw a heard of hocks. They flew towards me. I jumped off the tree and into the ocean. I was at a ball wearing a nice tux. I bolted up and threw up on the floor. The worker got me a trash can. "Here, are you okay" asked the worker. "Ya, I think so" I said. I continued to throw up. "What was my result" I asked. I looked at the worker. "There is none" said the worker. "What, but I was suppose to have the test tell me what faction to pick" I said. "The test didn't work on you. It might not work on humans. Lets just take you to the hospital quick" said the worker. I had a few brain scans at the hospital to find out that the syrum put me in a hangover. It's because I'm still human. Thomas took care of me the rest of the day. "I thought the test would work" I said as I laid on the couch. "It won't until you become a zombie. Just get some rest for now" said Thomas. He covered me up with a warm fluffy blanket and put a cold wet wash cloth over my forehead. "Do you need anything else" asked Thomas. "No, I just want to sleep for now" I said.