Thomas entered the maths room. The teacher had just begun his class. Oops, I'm late! Thomas thought, embarrassed.
"Oh, you must be the new arrival." The teacher smiled. "I'm Mr Janson, and your name is?"
"I'm Thomas,"
"Ahh yes, Thomas, well, go take a seat."
Thomas quickly scanned the classroom for a seat. Most of the seats were separated unless two close friends were sitting together, and then they would be joined. Thomas sat next to a dark haired boy, who was unfortunately, scowling at him, but sneering at the same time.
"You see that Chuck, I gots myself a new greenie to pick on, it must be your lucky day." He sneered to the boy on the other side of him. He turned to Thomas and whispered, "Boy, your life is gonna be so great, Greenie. You better enjoy it! And you'd better respect me, Gally!"
Thomas endured the gruelling 45 minutes of jabs, taunts, sneers and paper throwing given to him by Gally. When the bell rung, he raced for the door, hoping to find Alby waiting there so he could take him to his dorm quickly. But Alby wasn't there yet. Gally quickly followed behind Thomas and stepped in front of him.
"Where do you think you're going, Greenie?" He growled at Thomas.
Thomas froze in fear as the bully sneered at him.
"Gally don't be a bloody bully. Leave the poor Greenie alone." An odd-accented-voice said from behind Thomas. Thomas turned to see a blond-haired kid frowning at Gally. He was thinner than Alby and Gally, (and even Thomas) but he looked like he could match any of them in a wrestling match.
Thomas breathed a sigh of relief as Gally briskly walked away, apparently not wanting to get in a fight with this blond. And finally, Alby came up.
"So, do you want me to show you to our dorm?" He grinned.
"He's in our dorm?" The blond kid asked Alby.
"Yep."
"Cool."
Thomas followed him away from the math room, the blond kid next to Alby. They cut across a few halls and past a sign that said Dorms -. And Alby stopped at a room at the end of a hall. The door had the number 257 written on it. Alby attempted to open the door, and finding it locked, he pounded on it, yelling,
"Open up shuck-face! I told you to keep it unlocked!"
A muscly Asian boy opened the door, scowling. His sleeves were pulled up, showing big muscles, and his blue shirt was tattered.
"You don't have to yell shank! I told you I was- oh!" His face softened, and then twisted into a sarcastic smirk. "So, the newbie arrived eh?"
"yEs AnD iF yOu DoNt LeT mE iN sOoN yOu-" Alby stopped, realising he was yelling. "Just clear your junk off the spare bed."
Thomas entered the room, putting his suitcase next to the bunkbed on the right side of the room. He sat down on the bottom bunk and started to unpack until he was startled by the voice of the blond kid,
"Why don't ya introduce yourself, you buggerin' shank?" The blond-haired kid grinned at him.
"My name is-" Before Thomas could answer, Ably interrupted him.
"Minho! You won't believe what his last name is," Alby mused, "-Greenford!"
"What!?" The Asian boy grinned, "Well that sure brings a second meaning to the phrase Greenie".
Thomas stared in confusion, "Why is everyone calling me Greenie? Am I in the Greenie house?"
"No, no, it's just a tradition, we call all the newbies Greenie around here. And your last name being Greenford makes it even better!"
"And, you're in the Gladers house, with us!" Alby grinned.
"You still haven't given me your bloody name!" The blond kid grumbled.
"Oh, my name is Thomas," Thomas answered,
"Nice to mee-"
"Hello Thomas, I'm Minho." The Asian boy interrupted, snickering as the frown on the other kid's face grew even bigger. "And that grumpy-faced kid is Newton."
"My name is Newt, and if you dare call me Newton I will bloody rip your head off!" Newt exclaimed, causing Minho, Alby and Thomas to snort in laughter.