Salvation (Newtmas Modern AU)

First lesson... school sucks

Thomas wakes up in a sweat his mother's screams still filling his head, he looks at his clock and groans, 5am Monday morning, the nightmares are getting worse ever since this guy that looked like a rat took him to his foster family the memories of his farthers' unexpected death ran around his brain. He sighs no point trying to sleep he thought running his hands through his black hair. Today was an important day, his first day at Wicked boarding school for boys, he had moved to the Glade a week ago and his 'parents' let him skip school, a normal kid would love this, but not Thomas, he's never been to school before and the prospect of meeting new people excited him. He made his way down the stairs trying not to fall, he fails. His 'mum' comes out on the landing to find Thomas lying on the floor at the bottom of the stairs, "Thomas?" She asked in a raspy voice he just groans tired and aching, she chuckled and came down the stairs picking her boy up like he was seven not sixteen she puts him back in his bed and tucks him up. Thomas sleepily smiled his eyes fluttering shut, he couldn't remember the last time someone that had cared for him so much and he didn't realise how much he missed it.
~Two hours later~
Thomas's alarm beeped making him jump awake he yawned and pulled his new uniform over his muscular body trying to ignore the scars on his chest and back. He trudged his way down the stars and ate his favourite breakfast, pancakes with golden syrup. Soon it was time to leave he took a deep breath, thew his rucksack on his shoulders and kissed his mum on the cheek. He walked out into the sunny outside world, ready to start a new life.
Thomas walked into reception and cleared his throat "Hello I'm Thomas O'Brien and I'm new here" he said with a smile, the receptionist glanced up at him, her look judging, Thomas tried to keep his smile wondering why this lady was taking so damn long " "Ah the greenie ,your tour guide is Newt, you will find him and his bunch of shanks sitting on the stage" Thomas thanked the lady and made his way to the drama department he wondered what the words 'shank' and 'Greenie' meant, he shrugged the confusion off and smiled thinking of how him and this Newt could be best buds, strange name for a boy, made him sound like a slimy amphibian or that hot guy from Fantastic Beasts. He shook the though off sighing one more thing no one shall know I'm gay he thought shivering at the names he had been called before. He heard a shout of laughter and saw a group of boys sitting on the stage, he took a deep breath and walked towards them, he smiled at them "My name is Thomas I'm new here I was wondering if you could point me to the way of a boy named Newt?" He asked polity, a Asian looking dude sneered and leaned forward "Now listen here greenie-" He was cut off by a boy behind him "Minho chill, he's my responsibility"the boy who defended him stepped off the stage, he had messy long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes, he gave Thomas a lopsided smile and held out his hand "Names Newt Brodie- Sangster and I'm your personal gps" Thomas shook his hand, a feeling of electricity shot up his arms when their palms touched. Newt smirked and stepped back, Thomas noticed that he was limping he wondered how he had done that before Newt cut him from his thoughts "I officially welcome you to Wicked boarding school or as we call it. Hell"