Glade all boys school

Chapter 1

New year, new beginnings. Thomas looked up at the gigantic building in front of him. Glade all boys school, stood written in big letters on the building. Boarding school... why him? Why did he have to be stuck at this place? He looked down at the paper in his hand, he had to find his room. He had to at least try to find his room. What if he had to have roommates? What if they don't like him, or if they don't want anything to do with him? Yeah, no he can't think like this... Not if he wants to get a new start. Thomas sighed and started walking towards the dorms. This was going to be an interesting couple of years.
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Thomas found room 17 and sighed before reaching out to the doorknob. He opened the door and walked in. He continued to look at the floor until some on started talking

"Hey... you lost?" Thomas looked up to see a boy staring at him. The boy was Asian and muscular (and maybe a little hot?)

"Um... no? I don't think so... I'm Thomas, I'm new here..." The boy smiled as if it was obvious why he was here.

"Relax greenie, I'm Minho" The boy- Minho said.

"Greenie?" Minho was about to answer when the door opened.
Another boy came walking in. He was a little taller than Thomas, with blond hair and pale skin. He was really thin- please don't say that this gorgeous boy is starving himself- and he walked with a limp. Thomas tried not to stare but he obviously didn't succeed. The beautiful boy raised one eyebrow and looked from Thomas to Minho.

"Thomas is our new roommate" Minho explained. The boy seemed to get what was going on now.

"Ahhh, I see. Name's Newt, greenie" Newt what kind of name is Newt? Isn't that a lizard?
Newt continued to limp into the room. He looked like every step was paining him. Thomas suddenly felt really bad for this guy, even though he only just met him. Newt sat  down on the only single bed in the room- it was probably his bed- (the other beds were bunk beds.) Minho nudged his shoulder, and Thomas realized that he had been staring. He looked up at Minho, who gave him a annoyed glare. Thomas gave him an apologetic smile and looked down on the floor.

"So, Tommy, right?" Thomas nodded, he didn't want to say that his name was Thomas and not Tommy... he could get used to the nickname though. "Where 'ya from?" Newt said. He talked with this heavy British accent, it was gorgeous.

"Um... sorta here and there, really. I moved from New York now though"

"Big city boy then!" Minho exclaimed. Thomas only nodded in return.
He started to look around the room, it wasn't huge but not small either. It had two windows and a bathroom. There was one bunk bed and one single bed and a big closet in the corner.

"The bottom bunk is yours" Minho said gesturing to the bed.

"Thanks" Thomas said and started to walk to the bed. He laid his bag down on the floor and sat down.

"Did you get your schedule yet" Minho asked while he made room in the closet.

"Yeah..." Minho looked over at Thomas and his faces said that he wanted Thomas to read it out. " Math, Social studies, history, science, and P.E for the last two hours" Minho nodded.

"You have all of your classes with both of us" Newt said.
Minho threw a sweater at Newt and closed the closet.
"What is your bloody problem, shuckface?!" Newt said irritated. Minho laughed in response before jumping up on the top bed. Shuckface? One more word he would have to ask Minho about.

"Does everybody have the same schedule?" Thomas asked curious.

"Nah, they just always put me and Newtie here together... And now you, clearly" Thomas was a little confused, why would they always put Minho and Newt together? Should he ask? No. Yes. No. No he wasn't going to ask, what if it was something really personal? He wouldn't like it if people asked about his private things.