Find Your Anchor - Part 1

14. Shucked Gladers at School

The picture is so cool. The Death Cure Poster, I mean. Dylan, Kaya and Rosa are so great. But Thomas and Ki Hong is not very much attractive in this pic... Pity. BTW why's Rosa staring at something, not the camera... ROFL

The New Gladers drived to school the following morning. Jorge was driving them, on their new car named 'Bertha'.  Yeah, Bertha. Jorge really missed her. Well he means the car Bertha, not woman Bertha. There was no woman Bertha in the first place. (LMAO)

Thomas guided him in the sideseat. Because he was the only one who knew the route. After all he was the only one who got part of the memories back. 

"What will we do in school?" Brenda asked.

Newt shrugged. "Everything. You remember what WICKED teached us? Probably those things." Brenda huffed. "Since when did you knew about it?" 

Jorge smiled. "Guys, guys, just play it along with the others. Don't act so smart, don't act so dumb, just do your best to blend in. But," He dramatically paused. Well, he paused too much, so eventually Aris had to break in. "What? But what?"

"But if someone butts their heads in your face, give an example to them. Show your abilities! Do you understand SOLDIERS?" He shouted.

"YES SIR!" They all shouted back. Minho even gave a salute. Unfortunately, His elbow hit Gally's back of the head. Gally gave a girly scream, and flushed deep creamson red. "Minho!" He yelled and dived for Korean's hair. 

But before Gally could mess it up, Jorge parked Bertha to the school parking lot. "We arrived, kids! Don't fight!" 

Minho snickering, Gally pouting, Brenda rolling her eyes, they got out of the car. And honking, Bertha disappeared from the sight, Jorge's shout of "Have a God damn day, Shuckers! Remember, show your skills!" fading away.

Newt coughed. "Let's go inside shanks, get your ass ready." He glanced at Thomas who was zooming out. The British snapped his fingers in front of him. "Tommy! Heard what I said? Get your ass ready." 

Thomas jerked awake. "What? Oh. Uh, alright. Okay, okay. I'm getting my ass ready. Where are we?" He looked around. Newt had to admit, he looked like a idiot. Seriously, he brought them here! Gally couldn't stand it anymore. "You literally guided us here! We're in our new school, greenie!" 

Thomas blinked his eyes. "Oh. Yes, of course. Sure. Let's go to the principal's office." Then he started off, dragging his feat in the progress. He didn't looked okay, obviously. What he did last night... Newt couldn't set his mind off it. Don't kill my friends. Really Tommy? 

By that time, everyone was going after Thomas. So Newt followed them, not taking his mind off Thomas's weird nightmare...

They arrived at the principal's office after 3 minutes sharp. The principal didn't even looked up and absentmindedly said, "New students? Take the papers over there." 

Frypan wrinkled his nose and grabbed the papers, counting them. One Newt Lahey, two Sonya Lahey, three Minho Yukimura, four Aris Straus, five Fry Deaton, six Brenda Tate, seven Gally Hale. There were only seven.

"Sir, we need one more. For Thomas?" Newt inquired.

The Principal finally looked up. "Thomas what? What's his name?" He lazily tapped his ballpoint pen in his desk.

Thomas raised his hand. "Me, sir. Stiles Stilinski to be exact, but print it Thomas Stilinski please."

At his voice, the principal focused his gaze at the boy, adjusting his eyeglasses.