Group C

Chapter twenty-one

AUTHORS NOTE:
21!!! WHAT???

"Sure" I replied. I watched as Lena walked away. Then I turned my attention to the boy. He looked fast asleep. Deep in dreaming. I looked at him for a long time. The sun started to rise, higher and higher in the sky. The more I looked at him, the more I thought about what Lena said. He did look peaceful...suddenly he moved. His eyes snapped over. And got up. His face, filled with fear. He instantly looked at the jail window. His face, yet again filled with happiness.
"Newt!" He sat down on the floor.
"You heard me then, in your head?"
"Yea" I didn't really know how to talk to him.
"I'd have loved to see your shucking face when you heard me" he smiled.
"I'm sorry...but I don't know who you are.." I felt like I had to tell him. His face fell.
"Yea...I know, I know....but I did some thinkin last night....and well, I guess...they must have wiped your memory again..." He looked so deeply sad. We sat there in silence.
"...newt...this is gonna sound weird but....I'm sorry" his voice cracked.
"For what?"
"...you don't remember but..." He started crying. I wished I could help him. I just sat there and waited for him to stop...and he did.
"So what's your-" I was interrupted by a voice.
"NEWT!" It was Alice she was holding two plates of food. She walked over and handed the plates to me.
"For you and greenie here!" She seemed surprisingly happy for some reason.
"Hey!" She addressed the boy.
"What's your name greenie?"
"Thomas!"
"Ok then Thomas! I'm Alice! The cook! Welcome to the glade!" She smiled and walked off. We sat in silence as we ate.
I finished and looked at the boy.
"So Thomas-"
"No" he said
"What?"
"Don't call me Thomas..." I looked at him. His face was so full of pain and sadness.
"Please...please Newt...call me....Tommy.." He started to cry again.