Hello! This is my first humanization, so it's kinda an experiment. I hope you like it. Can't have too many reviews!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THOMAS & FRIENDS
The lazy days of summer had long since arrived. It was a beautiful day, with not a cloud in the sky. All the children in town were taking advantage of it and having great fun.
Except for 15-year-old Thomas Southampton.
He played amongst the rest, but he was always worried and fretful. Sometimes he would fiddle with his wavy brown hair, or just stare out into the distance. Why? He was waiting for a letter in the mail. A letter that would end his life or begin it anew.
That afternoon, the mailman appeared to be taking an extra long time getting to Thomas' house. When at last he had deposited all of his letters in the mailbox, Thomas was almost sweating. He nonchalantly sauntered down the front walk, opened up the mailbox, and peered inside. Taking out a particularly bulky envelope, he ripped it open and pulled out the letter.
"YES!"
He sprinted towards the door, and flung it open in ecstasy.
"Mom! Dad! I've been accepted!"
His mother looked up from her book. "That's wonderful, dear!" "Well done, son," added his father.
"I wasn't sure, but . . ."
He held up the letter.
"When does it begin?"
"Well, first day's in two weeks."
"That's plenty of time to get a ticket, and for you to get packed."
Thomas rushed off to his room.
"Goodbye, Thomas!"
Steam filled the station as the whistle blew, almost drowning out his mother's words. He stared out the window at them as the train roared out of the station, gaining speed. His mother, his father. Even Annie and Clarabel, his little sisters, were waving. He would miss them all, he knew. Then the train rounded a bend, and they disappeared from view.
Tired from the long journey, Thomas dragged his bags off of the taxi. It had been a long day, and he was looking forward to a rest after the welcome. He saw several other kids walking up the front steps. He ran up to greet one, a small boy in a green shirt with blond hair.
"Hi, I'm Thomas. Are you one of the new students?"
The boy smiled.
"Yeah. I'm Percy. Nice to meet you."
Together, they pulled open the door and stepped into the lobby, which was bustling with people. They merged with a group of kids about their age. A staff member was leading them down the hall to the cafeteria. Apparently, the older students had already arrived. The faculty member went into the cafeteria, leaving them alone in the now-silent hallway. Thomas walked around, meeting some of the other students.
"Emily Stirling." A tall, dark haired girl with green eyes.
"Montague Brunel. Call me Duck." A short, dirty-blond haired boy with brown eyes.
"Rosie Hill." A short girl with pink-streaked raven hair.
"Molly Hamilton." A thin girl with blond hair and hazel eyes.
"Gronk Diesel." A sallow boy with black hair and sunken eyes.
Just then, the door reopened, and all were summoned inside. Within, there were only a few more students.
"Oh look. New shrimps," said one boy wearing sunglasses and a red jacket.
"Quiet, James," said another, with blond hair and an all-blue wardrobe. "Please forgive us. We're the upperclassmen. I'm Edward, he- " pointing to a tall boy in blue with brown hair "is Gordon, he-" pointing to a boy in brown "is Toby, and he-" pointing to a blond boy in green " is Henry."
"Good to see you."
"Charmed."
"Nice -achoo!- to meet you!"
After everyone had been seated, the principal stood up for an announcement. He was a large man, in a suit and top hat.
"Greetings, everyone! I am Sir Topham Hatt, for those of you who don't know me. I would like to welcome you all to Sodor Academy. You have been selected by us for a very special reason."
"Sodor Academy prides itself on educating the best and brightest railway designers in the world. You are, quite literally, train people. You are very lucky. There are few like you anywhere. We will take your ability and take it as far as it will go, and beyond. For you are now part of Sodor Academy. Welcome!"
A loud cheer echoed through the school.