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The Order of System
Chapter 1
It was a cold Monday morning. The grey huge clouds blocked the sun and a mysterious fog filled the streets, where cars lined up. It was the first day after winter break and it wouldn’t stop raining. ``What a matching weather to this day.``, Thomas mumbled as he carefully wiped his hand over the foggy window.
He was nervous and even if he wouldn’t admit it, he was scared and worried. It was his first day at the ``Harbor Broad School’’ a school his older Brother Anthony went on. His Mother picked this school for Thomas because he was bullied at his old one.
`` Oh come one you will get a fresh start. Meet new people and finally have friends!´´, his mother answered slightly annoyed from the front seat.
Thomas leaned back and breathed out loudly. He loved his mother, he really did but sometimes she just didn't get what he was struggling with. Make new friends at a school full of people who’ve known each other for years when he didn't even know a single one of them? Only the thought of everyone starring at him, when he will enter the class, made Thomas heart beat faster and he began to sweat. He was secretly hoping that the traffic would take so long that he miss class.
``Mom, don’t you have to be early for work today?´´
``Yes, but I can’t miss your first day on new school, huh?´´, she answered while looking concentrated for an escape from the long traffic line. Thomas rolled his eyes.
``You know I’m 16 not 10, Mom!´´
Couldn't she be serious for like a moment? He closed his eyes and listened to the rain and wind pounding against the window, like they wanna escape from the dark clouds spread all over the sky.
``Relax, Thomas´´, he tried to calm himself down, ``You are overthinking. Please stop overthinking! It’s okay. You can do it. Not everyone is like them.´´
He tiredly rubbed his eyes and yawned loudly. He hasn’t slept the night before, because he was way too excited. He hasn’t even had breakfast this morning. He knew his feelings would change, somehow he did. But he wasn’t sure if it would get better or worse.
The car slowed down until it finally stopped in front of a giant building. It looked like a castle from those TV Shows, where the FBI needs to find a person who mysteriously disappeared.
Thomas frowned. ``And you really want to just throw me out at this place?´´, he asked in a surprisingly very serious tone.
``Thomas, please don’t make a scene! I’m already late for work. I’ll pick you up at 4PM.´´, his mother responded while hectically looking for her phone.
Thomas slowly got out of the car, not getting his eyes off the huge building in front of him.
He realized his hands started to sweat and shake. He had to wipe a tear out his face. He didn't want to go in there.
``Can’t you go with me?´´, he nervously turned to his mother in the car.
``Oh honey, I would and you know that, but I can’t be late at work. I promise it will be fine. I love you!’’, she regretfully said and drove away.
``So…Here I am. Alone at a new place. Without knowing anyone and anything.´´, Thomas thought while walking to the entrance. ``Is this my destiny? Being scared and alone forever? Why can’t I be normal? Why do I have to be so fucking insecure and anxious. That’s not fair!´´ He couldn’t help but shed a tear in the thoughts of being the stupid outsider once again. He wouldn’t take that. Not again.
When he entered the huge school hall, the endless corridor was empty. No students or teachers. No voice or even noise was heard. Only Thomas nervous breath and fast heartbeat. He looked at the big clock hanging over him. ``Oh shit!´´,he quietly swore.
Now he really has to go in that huge strange class? Everyone will look at him. All attention will be at him and there will be no escape. He wanted to be invisible. How was he supposed to find his class now? He felt lost once again and could feel his heart beating faster.
He suddenly heard a laugh further away. It got louder and came nearer and nearer. Thomas was not sure if he should run or be glad someone could help him. He was rooted at this moment and didn’t know what to do. Then he heard clear voices.
``….And he really thinks I’m stupid enough to believe this shit? DAMN!´´
``Yes probably! And even better he will turn it around so you will look bad at the end! He is the worst and so fucking vain I could punch him right in his -´´
Two students, a boy and a girl walked into the hall. The boy was smaller than the girl and had blonde middle long hair. The girl had very pale skin and dark brown wavy hair. They both had a stable of books and notebooks under their arms. They stopped their conversation and stood their starring at Thomas.
``Uhm.. was he listening? Were you listening?´´, the blonde haired boy asked.
Thomas couldn’t answer. It was a long time since he has spoken to people his age. ``Uh… Uhm…I- I-´´, he could only respond.
``See man, I know I shouldn't talk about him like that. So PLEASE don’t tell anybody! Not even your friends!´´, the boy whispered nervously.
The girl rolled her eyes and walked over to her locker. ``He isn’t from our school, Silly. He has no clue.´´, she said to him while opening her locker and throwing the books in it.´´
The boy looked relieved, like someone just told him he wasn't the father of the baby. He giggled and walked to his locker, which was right next to the girl's, as well.
Thomas was still standing in the hall looking confused at the two students. Why were they the only ones around here? Who or what was the one the little boy was so scared of? Were they a couple? So many questions flashed through Thomas’s head, it gave him a headache. He wasn’t sure if he should ask them for help.
What if they ignore him or make fun of him? He breathed heavily in and out. ``Don’t be scared, Thomas.´´, he thought and slowly walked up to them.
``Uhm. Excuse me? Do…you guys maybe know where I have to go to? I’m new here…´´, he said in the most silent voice ever. `
`See, I told you he isn’t from here´´, the girl said to the boy and turned to Thomas, ``What grade are you in?´´ She seemed very nice and she was also beautiful.
``Isn’t that obvious?´´, the blonde boy interrupted, ``he totally looks like a freshman!´´
Thomas nervously smiled. ``Actually I will go to the tenth grade here.´´, he answered and turned to the girl. The boy was kinda mean and he wasn’t sure if he liked him.
``Ah! Nice, then you will go to the same class as us.´´, the girl replied happily and smiled.
She closed her locker and walked nearer. ``We
were currently passing a stupid vocab test, but we both finished before the rest so we could leave class. We have lunch break now, so you can come with us later, we’ll show you the class!´´
What? It was already so late? Thomas took a look at the clock again. Oh shit! How embarrassing but he was glad the girl offered help and kindly nodded.
``Yes I’d love that, thank you so much.´´, he waited a moment and thought if he should keep talking to her, ``I’m Thomas by the way.´´ The girl smiled and reached for his hand to shake it.
``My name is Teresa. It’s nice to meet you Thomas! It’s been a while since new students came to our school and I think Harbor Broad School needs more handsome guys like you’’, she giggled goofily.
Thomas blushed and quickly looked at the floor. ``Was she flirting with me? Or was she just joking?´´, he thought but tried to stay calm and just smiled awkwardly. The blonde boy shoved himself in front of Teresa and smiled, excited.
``And my name is Newt! I’m the coolest guy on here by the way!´´, he said and happily balanced from his one foot to the other.
His voice was kinda high and fast and he had a strong british accent. Thomas doubted the part about being the coolest guy but couldn’t help but smile at that.
He didn’t think that someone would be nice to him or care about him.
At this moment Thomas only wished to become friends with the girl, Teresa, who seemed mature and smart. And the boy named Newt who was overly happy and kinda adorable, even though Thomas still thought he was a little bit weird.