Glade all boys school

Chapter 2

When Thomas enters the classroom, he gets a suspicious look from the teacher. He gives a apologetic glaze back, before taking a seat at an empty desk. He couldn't see Minho anywhere, and he was pretty sure they shared all their classes.

"Speak of the devil" Thomas whisper under his breath when Minho runs into the classroom.

"Sorry, sorry, track practice ran late" Minho mumbles while walking further into the classroom. He takes a seat next to Thomas and gives him a questioning look. He opens his mouth and are about to say something when the teacher draws their attention back to the front.

"Mr. Park, you just earned yourself another detention. Meet up in this classroom after school" The teacher says sternly. Minho looked like he was going to 'hulk out' at any second now, but instead he answer with a calm tone.

"Yes Mr. Janson" Minho mutters something else under his breath that sounds a lot like "Yes Mr. Ratman" but Thomas can't say for sure. Although he kinda looks like a rat, so that would be understandable.

"Where is Newt?" Minho asks suddenly. Thomas snaps out off his thoughts and looks at Minho. Minho looks at him questioning before doing a gesture with his hands, to say that Thomas is supposed to answer.

"Oh, right... the stairs I think. We were running, eh, kind of late... but not late late, just like we needed to be quick. And then the stairs came and he really struggled with walking them-" Thomas didn't have time to say anything else before Minho interrupted him.

"Shuck, that slinthead" Was all Thomas heard before Minho ran out of the classroom. Thomas didn't know what to do, but he knows one thing for sure ant that is that the last time he had to choose between Newt and school he chose wrong. He looked to the door and to the teacher before he just kind of went for it. He stood up and ran after Minho. He tried really hard to ignore the shouts from the teacher- Mr. Janson, while he continued running towards the stairs.

He stopped right before the stairs, and stood there behind a corner. He wasn't exactly sure why, maybe he didn't want to intrude? He started to watch Newt and Minho talking, Alby wasn't there anymore. Newt had made it a couple of steps further down then when Thomas left.

"You're a dumb shank, do you know that?" Minho raised an eyebrow at Newt before he continued. "You walked way to much yesterday, and you try to push yourself today. Your leg was warm and swollen this morning, you should've listened to me" Minho was know sitting down on the stairs, right beside Newt who was also seated. Newt didn't respond, he just sat there and watched his hands.

"You with me shank?" Minho said with a calmer voice. He nudged Newts shoulder carefully, and watched as Newt snapped out of it.

"Yeah sorry, it was only a small blackout so don't bloody look at me like that" Newt answered before gripping the railing and start to haul himself up. Minho pushed him gently down again before he could reach a standing position though.

"Nope, you're waiting here. And when I get back we go to the room, not to class" Newt tries to say something but Minho interrupts him. "It isn't up for discussion, this is your second blackout today already, and you can barely walk. I will go and get your crutches and sick notes from nurse Brenda, okay?" Newt nodded before Minho speed walked up the stairs, two steps at a time.

Thomas finally realized that he just had stood there watching. He took a deep gulp of air before he stepped out from the corner and started walking up the stairs, where Newt still was seated. Newt didn't notice him or at least didn't show any sign that he noticed him. Thomas carefully sat down beside Newt, but Newt still just sat there staring into the air.  Thomas felt his pulse rising, something was wrong. He slid down a step and shifted so he was crouching right in front of Newt. He poked Newt's arm gently, but nothing happened. Thomas felt his hole body tense up, what was he supposed to do?