Beneath You're Beautiful (EDITING)

Chapter 2: A Fresh Start

* Thomas' POV *

The weekend was over and it was time to go to my new school. I really didn't see the point in going. For a start, I was almost finished with high school anyway so who would care if I missed the last few months. Secondly, I didn't believe that I would need to know what PEE chains were or how to work out the measurements of a triangle using the Pythagoras theory. It's all simply, irrelevant and unnecessary.

I tried to argue with my carers, Maria and David, but they insisted that I needed to make "a fresh start" and that my education was very important. I would just ignore them and skip school if it wasn't for their twins, Morgan and Daniel, who started their school in two more weeks. They had both gained a dislike for me as I had "stole the biggest room" and was "the favourite"- as if.

I suppose I would just have to get on with it. It's not like my new school was going to be any different from the last. It was still going to have the excruciatingly boring teachers, the same meaningless punishments, and the students were still going to be divided into stereotypical groups.

I was going to be the outsider, the new shiny toy. Brilliant...

On the other hand, there was a bright side to this new school- we didn't need to wear any uniforms. I remembered how back at home, we were forced to wear the same foolish clothing every single day.

The blazers were always too big and the ties constantly threatened to suffocate me. For the girls, they would wear the tight skirts as far up as possible, they were easily mistaken for belts when contrasted with their dark, ripped tights. And let's not start on the devastatingly ugly fake tan and orange foundation smothered over their faces.

So I guess my new school wasn't completely the same as my last. However, one small, minute thing like that wasn't ever going to make this school enjoyable. Why couldn't I just leave and get a job or something?

I could just imagine the head expelling me, just like the last, for getting into too many fights or not paying attention in class. Then I would receive the speech from Maria and David about how my actions made them very disappointed, and that they were expecting much more from me.

It was a shame I didn't care. I just couldn't be bothered for anything or anyone in the damned world I was stuck in, it didn't deserve to be cared for, not after what it did to me...

I sighed heavily before getting out of bed. Once I was dressed, I made my way down the stairs and got myself some breakfast.

"Morning Thomas."

"...morning."

"First day of school."

Well done, you know what day it is and you've been able to read the calendar, I thought.

"...yeh."

"Nervous?"

"No."

"Oh, well that's good."

"Yup."

"What time are you off then?"

"Soon." I looked up at the clock to see I had about five minutes. I guess I would leave in ten.

We both turned our heads towards the loud noise that came from the stairs. Morgan and Daniel were bouncing down them like rabbits and squeezing like pigs. How was it even possible that they were hyper all the time?