So I don't get why every hates the first day of school. I get the whole we are stuck here for the next 10 months, but really the first day nothing happens. You get to watch the new kids get lost, and see your friends.

Newt was up before I was, which didn't surprise me. I was used to him getting up super early right after coming here. Since he flies from England, the time difference is terrible. But it means you won't be late for the first few days of school.

I rolled over to look at my clock. It read six. The curtains had been opened, and the light was angled perfectly to hit my face. I groaned and flopped face first onto my pillow, shielding me from all the light it could.

I could just sense the energy in the room. Newt's presence was too much at this hour of the day. Most of the time it was okay to deal with but I was tired. He must have heard me groan, because he sat down on my bed trying to crush my arm.

"Newt get off!" I shouted through the pillow. It was muffled, but I was sure he got the point as I thrash around trying to get free.

"How about no." That's when I started to scream.

Alby and Minho stumbled into the room moments later. Ably looked to have been awake for a short while before the screaming, but Minho had clearly just been pushed out of his bed. I couldn't see that at first. It was only Minho's swearing that alerted me it was him.

"Newt could you not kill your roommate. It's 6am. Kill him when everyone is awake." Alby's heavy steps walked towards us. He stopped for a moment and Newt let out a mild cry of pain.

"Alright. I was just playing. You know I don't need him dead." Newt got off of me, then ripped the covers off my bed. I was really worried about that, because these boys have seen me in dumber situations.

"Now either shut your trap, or leave the building." Minho snapped. He gave Alby a long glare before retreating to his own room.

"I will punish you both." Alby said before leaving.

Newt and I started laughing.

The day long. I didn't end up in any of the same classes as Newt all morning and hadn't seen him in the halls. I had a special science class this year, which meant more experiments in the lab that they call a class. Whatever though, I just hated seeing how Teresa is now. She was always one studying others, not really caring about how they felt anymore.

I happened to have a class with her right before lunch, English. I got to class before her, I didn't even notice her sir next to me. She was sneaky and quiet, something I admired yet hated about her.

"Hey Tom." So formal as always.

"Hey Teresa." I look pass her, but she catches my trick and forces me to look at her.

"I heard about Newt, I'm really sorry." Her eyes are sympathetic. I recognized the look from when a new kid showed up. Her trying to comfort the poor child. I didn't get why she was using that on me.

"Yeah well, not much you can do. Always is a risk when you play a sport." I shrugged. As much as it kills me that Newt got hurt, I can't change what happened and worst things could come out of contact sports.

"What do you mean?" Her expression changed to confusion. Was she referring to something else about Newt?

"His leg? There's always risks to playing sports and he managed to break his leg."

She looked as if trying to comprehend what I said, which leads to a more confused look on her face. She lights up with a sudden realization and then goes back to sorrowful eyes. "Right, yeah. But still kinda sucks. I know how over protective you can get of people. Him mainly."

"That is so not true." I said defensively. I tried to push the feelings about him away, but it seems impossible. And Teresa knew it.

"Wanna bet on that one?"

"No, because you'll win as always." Teresa laughs for the first time I've heard in a over a year.

When class begins I'm still wondering why she was confused about telling her what happened to Newt's leg. Surely she must have known that to bring it up in the first place.

I don't get to compare my classes to those of my friends until the end of the day. Teresa wanted to talk to me in private during lunch. I really didn't want to go with her, but her tone said that I didn't get a choice in the decision. We went to the science wing, not a surprise seeing as this was Teresa.

She brought me into one of the rooms at the far end of the science wing, one that was usually forbidden. Not that I was complaining about breaking the rules. That was a fairly standard routine for me.

It looked like a hospital room. only more machines than the one I had been in the previous day. There was no colour, no life here. I pity anyone that had to spend their time in here.

Dr. Paige was in the room at on e of the larger machines. She was in pure concentration, until we showed up. Then, her attention changed towards us. Teresa locked her arm around mine. I had no escape from this room now.

"Hello, Thomas. Have a seat." Dr. Paige said in a sickly sweet voice. Like a hunter encouraging its prey into a snare.

"I'd rather stand if that's alright." I said. Teresa pushed me towards the dentist chair near the canter of the room. Then in clicked, this wasn't a hospital room, it was a test chamber. And I was the lab rat.

"Let me rephrase this for you. Sit down, now. I am in charge of this school after all. You do as I say." She said between gritted teeth.

I sat down in the seat and Dr. Paige put straps around my arms to keep me still.

"I'm sure you'd like to know why you're her Thomas. See we're conducting some experiments here to help contribute to the medical science world. Everyone of our students is subject to be part of the testing. You was one of the ones we picked. Now, this will only hurt a minute." She explained.

Teresa put some foam between my teeth. "Bite down, Tom." Before I process her words, Dr. Paige has already injected me with something. I scream and the world goes dark.