I Think I Know You

Three weeks, I've been here three ruddy weeks and I still haven't made a friend, well except my texting buddy Tommy. Even though we have never met we have become close friends, weird that I can say that I can say that even though I barley know him. But back to my rant. Three bloody weeks and still I work alone, I study alone, I eat alone, I drive to and from school ALONE! It's really quite depressing but what can I do. I started school a month before the summer holidays before senior year, most of these guys have known each other since pre-school and I'm the out-sider with an 'odd accent'. The sooner summer comes the better but for now I'm sitting in the back of Mr. Janson's math class trying to take notes, but the rat-like man is droning on and on and I'm bored.

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and take it out, why not? If I get sent out of class at least I won't have to listen to him talk!

Tommy: Hey 😊

Newt: Hiya Tommy.

Tommy: What ya doing?

Newt: In class, listening to the teacher talk non-stop. You?

Tommy: Got sent out of class for playing on my phone. Ironic I know.

Newt: Only you Tommy!

Newt: So what's up?

Tommy: I've been thinking…

Newt: That's never a good thing.

Tommy: Rude! Anyway, I think we are at a stage in our textship that we should know more about each other.

Newt: Textship?

Tommy: Yeah cos we've never met and only text, so what do you think?

Newt: Sure. Can't be too many bad outcomes lol. You first.

Tommy: Nope, I went first with names so it's your turn.

Newt: Ach fine, my second name is Isaac and I have just turned 17. I have blonde hair and brown eyes. I am 5ft 8in and have a slight limp from an accident a couple year back. I have two sisters, Sonya who is 25 and Daisy who has just turned 5. I'm from London but moved to America a couple weeks ago for cos my dad got transferred. I currently go to Glade Academy and will be entering my senior year after the summer.

Tommy: wow! Hmm let's see, my second name is Edison and I'm 16. I have brown hair and green eyes. I am 5ft 7in, I have a little brother Chuck who is 13. I was born and raised in Astoria, Oregon. I also go to Glade academy and I believe I have seen you before!

Newt: Edison.. I walked into someone with that second name when I was registering for school. Was that you?

Tommy: It was! This is so weird. We should meet at lunch time, what ya think?

Newt: Sounds great.

Tommy: Awesome! I'll meet you at the end of the English corridor by the cafeteria, gotta go. Teachers glaring.

Newt: Okay bye Tommy and good luck.

Coming out of my text with Tommy I click on my sister's name.

Newt: Hey sis, how's life?

Sonya: Hello little brother, nothing new here. I had my health check today though.

Newt: Really? How is the little bugger?

Sonya: Completely healthy and using my bladder as a kick ball. What's new with the fam?

Newt: That's good and ouch, so glad I can't get pregnant. Not much, Daisy is loving school, dad work's and mum cleans. The normal stuff. Hey, remember that guy I told you I was texting?

Sonya: That's good and Thomas right?

Newt: Yeah, well turns out that we go to the same school. How weird is that? Three weeks of talking and I didn't once think to ask were he went to school.

Sonya: Well that was stupid of you but I'm happy you finally have a friend at school. I've got to get ready for work, love you lil' bro.

Newt: Thanks and I love you too.

I placed my phone in my pocket and looked up to see everyone was either packing up or leaving for lunch. I quickly gathered my things and put them in my backpack as I rushed out the room, quickly making my way towards the English corridor.

The corridor was busy with so many students heading towards the dining area but I quickly spotted Thomas. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest and one foot placed on the wall. His hair was a dark brown and short and spiky. He had on a red shirt and light blue jeans, I approached from the side.

"Hey Tommy!" I said cheerily, his head whipped around so quickly I was scared he'd get whiplash. He looked at me before giving me a dazzling smile.

"Hi Newt, it's great to finally meet you." Thomas said as he held out his hand, giving it a quick shake I replied with.

"You too, Tommy."

"You want to go get some lunch?" He asked, I nodded my head and we started walking. "I hope you don't mind if we sit with my friends?" he asked quietly.

"Not at all." I said happily. We stood in line and grabbed some food before making our way over to a table.

"Hey guys this is Newt." Thomas said as we approached.

"Wait Newt? The guy you've been texting non-stop for three weeks?" A girl with long black hair and ivory skin asked, Thomas nodded before pointing to the girl.

"That's Treasa, we've been best friends since forever. That's chuck, my little brother I told you about. And Minho, surprised you don't know him. He's in you're year." I looked at the Asian boy and recognized him from my chemistry class. Minho smiled at me.

"I've seen him around." He said, I smiled back before taking a seat.

"Newts going to hang out with us." Thomas said looking at me for approval, I slowly nodded my head.

"Why don't you sit with your own friends?" Chuck asked.

"CHUCK! Don't be rude." Thomas scolded his brother, the young boy looked crestfallen at his brother's tone.

"Tommy, it's alright. He didn't mean anything by it but to answer you're question Chuck. I don't have any, at least not in America." I smiled politely while thinking about Ben and Winston back in London.

"Aww shuck man, if I knew that I would have made more of an effort to talk to you. I saw you talking to some people in chemistry, I thought they were your friends." Minho explained, I gave him the friendliest smile I could.

"It's alright Minho, you couldn't have known. And no they just like to hear me say English words like 'ruddy' or 'bloody' with my accent." I explained.

"Well don't worry Newt, we won't have you here just because you have a cool accent. I'm sure we're all going to be great friends." Treasa said, I gave her another smile.

"You smile a lot." Chuck commented.

"Yeah, why is that?" Thomas asked, I shrugged my shoulders.

"I dunno, I've always been smiley. My mother use to call me smiler as a nickname when I was younger." I told them, the boys gave a laugh as Treasa awed and I found myself laughing and easing into their company as our lunch conversation turned to classes and the teachers.