Wicked Academy

Chapter 5: Actual First Day of School...

Today was the ACTUAL first day of school for Thomas. The date with Teresa was canceled due to preparations.

Minho was able to get one day off from his injury and Newt's body had disappeared. Everyone just thinks the cleaners found it and took it away for the parents.

Thomas walked the halls for his first class of the day. An elbow hit his back at amazing speed in the hallway and made him fall to the ground. "Oh you poor Greenie. Let me guess, you injured my Captain?"

Thomas looked up to see a taller male with black hair, like Minho's, but shorter and not Asian. "Wh-who are you?" The male chuckled and kicks open the locker next to his, Newt's. "Gally. Galileo"

Thomas froze as Gally picked up a couple notes from Newt's locker. "Trash. Anyways, Greenie. Stay away from my Captain and I won't have to hurt you next time." Gally threw the notes at Thomas and walked off. Thomas carefully got up as he saw a familiar face walk by. Surprised to see Minho at school he simply watched. Minho looked happy at least, an army of students asking him multiple questions. They made eye contact and Thomas waved. Minho ignored him and went back to answering everything he needed to.

The other classes were the same as the first ones, lame and boring. The whole time Newt's death plagued his thoughts. After the bell rang he quickly went to the dorms and shut the door. "Stupid, Thomas...."

Minho just got out of the shower and heard the weaker boy. "What's up?" Thomas looked up and smiled then frowned and walked over. "Move the towel." "Excuse me!?" "You heard what I said."

"Look, dude. You're dating Teresa." This confused Thomas until he finally got what Minho was saying. "One, I'm not with her. And two, I'm trying to look at the wound." Minho moved his towel down a bit more to reveal a deep and long scar. "I'm fine. And aren't you going to pay respects to Isaac?"

"I don't think he's really dead..." Thomas walked to his bed and started unpacking while Minho got dressed behind him. "Me neither. Now you can sleep on my bed tonight, your's is too cold and hard. I'll sleep on it."

Thomas was already ready to go to bed when Minho announced this. "No way! Like you said, my bed is too cold so I cant let you sleep on it!" "Then I'll sleep with you." "Fine!" "Fine."

Thomas paused and rethought the whole conversation, "wait...what?"

Minho started to laugh and pulled Thomas into a bear hug, making them both land on his bed. "Sleep." "No way! Not with you.....this bed is really comfy..."

"Sleep." Minho let go and went to his side of the bed and started to fall asleep. Thomas' sleep took place soon after.

"I failed didn't I?"

"No. You didn't don't say that. Just wait, they will all soon forget about you."

"I hope so...."

"You have to return sometime soon though..."

"I will. I promise."

"Sure you do."

"How about this....I Thomas."

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Thomasing is something in my school! It's like a promise but an important one. So I have lots of homework to do and it's night time so I can't do it. Behold I shall be doing slopy bus work aka writing random answers! Yay!

~Ashley.