"I just don't understand why you put up with this crazy thing."

"And I don't understand why you are so upset about Griever."

Once more, the reason they were arguing was the stupid cat. It had been about a month since he had gotten Griever, and they had yet to stop arguing about it.

Not that Minho had any regret about getting him.

Both of them knew they would move on from this, it was just the most reason thing to scream about. Brenda shook her head before sitting next to him on the couch with a sigh.

"Whatever, can we just talk about something else. Like, I don't know, the new kids."

"Yeah, one of them is coming over in about an hour."

"What!?" Minho burst into laughter when he saw his friends look of shock on her face. He had been wondering how to tell her about Thomas, his new, if not a bit strange friend.

"Yeah, you know Thomas? The kid with the brown hair that looks like nothing makes sense to him?" Brenda slowly nodded her head, still looking confused. It was obvious why; It was weird for someone besides Brenda to see him outside of school, much less when he had only known them for a week.

Slowly Brenda lowered her voice, knowing Minho's parents were in the next room, and they didn't know about his abilities. "Does he know? You know, about the super speed."

Minho shook his head, causing Brenda to relax a bit. "While he has come close, I swear, that kid is freaking smart, he doesn't know."

She sunk into the couch, still looking a bit worried. Minho immediately sped off, soon returning with Griever. While she rolled her eyes, Brenda gave in and took the cat, leaving them in silence.

"Just be careful. You know what will happen if someone finds out."

"And they won't. I promise."

-
It had been about three days since they found out the name of his teacher. Since then, they had not been able to figure out any other information besides the fact this was Thomas' tenth school.

The fact that that piece of information was accompanied with only questions had set Gally on edge. He needed more information, needed to know what was causing his powers, needed to know what was going on.

He didn't bother listening to his teacher explain the lesson, instead settling on glaring at the new students, who were somehow all in his science class.

He somehow didn't notice the blond sitting next to her, assuming that she would just be with her friend like always. He jumped when he felt a hand on his arm, shattering the beaker in his hand. Ignoring the glare from his teacher, instead sending a glare to Sonya.

"What do you want?" Gally watched as she snapped out of her surprise, before looking at him nervously.

"If you want answers, then head to the library at eight next Tuesday."

"Answers about what?"

"I think you know." With that, Sonya was gone, leaving behind a confused and angered Gally.

He never did notice how the liquid that had previously covered him and the desk suddenly vanished without a trace.

-
It was one month before she turned sixteen that she decided it was time for the two friends to see each other again.

After Aris left, Teresa had been pretty much alone. Seeing as she and Aris had known each other their whole lives and only ever talked through their minds, Teresa didn't really know how to communicate normally. This left her with plenty of undisturbed freetime.

One night Teresa couldn't sleep due to the memories. While others were concerned due to how sad Teresa was, she knew it was just because they didn't know what it was like to have someone literally in their mind for years, developing a unique bond, and for it to just stop one day.

Tired of being helpless, Teresa had finally decided to get some answers as to what was ruining her existence. That was when she found out about the flare.

When she moved, she expected for things to just feel right again, as though nothing had changed. But when she talked to Aris about the flare, it didn't matter they were back together, that they were thinking out loud, that they were moving stars.

When Teresa woke the next morning, she still felt like something was missing, that something had changed, but not in a good way.

It wasn't till a week later she realized she no longer knew what was missing.

-
After the flare had started, Ava Paige shut down the trials. But it wasn't before her son had been injected.

At first she had feared for her son, believing he would die. But when he was fine, she thought it was over. But then she took the job as a teacher after they had fled, and on her first year she had a young boy toss a desk through the wall.

She left, taking another job, believing she was going insane. But then she found Thomas covering chalkboards in their garage, she began to question everything she thought she knew. It was when two students claimed to be able to speak telepathically, even though she denied it for their own good, she knew.

And she was ready to take down anyone to keep Thomas safe.

-
After another week, Newt had the worst breakdown he'd had since the night he first flew. He skipped his class, and ran outside, ignoring the rain around him. He closed his eyes and sank to the ground, head in his hands, trying to calm down.

He had been sitting there for a while, not crying, but breathing raggedly, not noticing the sounds of creaking above him, nor the pair of eyes on him.

It happened in the blink of an eye, so fast Newt's mind couldn't even process it. The rain must of caused it, but next thing he knew, about three bricks fell from the roof. By the way they were falling, they most likely would of hit his head, killing him or leaving him injured for a long time.

Instead, they stopped only a quarter of an inch above his head, brushing his hair. Newt was shocked still, not realizing he should most likely be moving out of the way. Mainly because the next thing he knew, he was about a foot away, bricks falling out of the way, and a pair of arms around him.

There wasn't a even a moment before the mystery person started asking questions.

"Wait, where did those bricks come from? And how did you do that, I can tell by your face that wasn't the first time. Who are you?" Newt pushed away, keeping his eyes closed, not wanting to face the guy in front of him. He sighed, knowing there was no denying it. They knew.

"They were probably placed up there as a joke. My names Newt. As for how how I did that…" Newt slowly opened his eyes, met with the sight of intelligent brown eyes and brown hair, wet from the rain. "I've been able to do that as long as I can remember. Go ahead, call the bloody cops or run or whatever."

"I'm not calling the cops." Newt looked up in surprise,only to see the stranger sitting down properly. They locked eyes, and the other boy placed his arm on Newt's shoulder, ignoring his flinch. "And you're not okay, are you." It wasn't a question.

"What do you care? You don't even know me."

"My names Thomas. Now, what's wrong?"

Newt wasn't sure what possessed him to talk, but soon he was telling Thomas everything. By the time he ended, he was crying. "I'm just so bloody tired. I just wish that this freaking… curse wouldn't stop getting in the way of it just ending."

Thomas looked at him sadly, searching for words. "Maybe the reason you can't give up, is because there is a part of you that you can't see that has given up on giving up."

With that, they sat staring at the cars on the road, only sound being the rain around them.

AN: So I understand that it isn't normal for Newt to just tell Thomas all this but it will be explained in chapters to come. So, as always, hope you are enjoying this and please comment and whatever.