come crawling faster, obey your master
Thomas could feel his eyes drooping, he couldn't hold consciousness for much longer, this teacher was so BORING. It was unreal. Usually Thomas found the Sciences interesting and captivating. He just couldn't stay focused. Maybe it was because last night was a sleepless one or maybe because of the teachers voice, Thomas just wasn't sure. His hand slipped, his face smashed into the table before he could understand what had happened, he sat up sharply, giving a yelp of surprise as he found he'd bit his tongue. He wanted to scream out in pain, it was possibly the most agonising thing he'd felt in a long time. Including the blow around the face that Satan had give him before he'd got arrested. Thomas wrung his hands under the table so he wouldn't scream at the top of his lungs.

Thomas was wearing grey jeans, black baseball boots and a white shirt, he felt very plain which was expected in these awful uniforms, he just hated them. He didn't feel like he could express himself properly anymore. He swallowed his pain and lifted a black brio and began to take notes from the board, he crossed his legs and tucked some of his hair behind his ear. Thomas didn't want to think at the moment, the only things he could think about was what he had left behind. He didn't want to think about that. It would make him cry and today was not the day to be crying. The teacher began to play a video, the lights went out and the projector shone the video onto a white screen. Thomas felt his attention wandering and his eyes rested on an extremely hot boy sitting on the other side of the classroom from him. He couldn't help but smile.

Thomas looked over at the boy who had just introduced himself and smiled at him, he liked it when people made an effort to be nice, especially when that person was extremely hot. I'm Thomas. he said with another smile which he hoped was cute. He held eye contact with the other boy and ran his fingers through his fringe protectively. He glanced over at the video that was playing and then shook his head, knowing there was no point in watching it because the teacher wouldn't be back for the rest of the double period.

Thomas looked over at Vindex with another cute smile, Been here long? he asked him inquisitively, he couldn't help but think about how hot the other boy was and how much he would like it if they were kissing or something even better. He stopped his train of thoughts there, he hadn't known this boy long enough to be thinking about him like that. It was just wrong in Thomas' eyes. Or was it? He didn't really know. Ever since he'd arrived at Applegate Juvenile Prison his foundations had been shaken, he didn't know what he was doing or what he thought anymore. He wasn't sure if this was a good or bad thing...

Thomas frowned slightly at the boy's knowing smirk, he didn't really know what to make of it. Maybe Vindex had something planned, Thomas leaned in closer, This is my second day. he explained. He wanted to ask about the smirk, he didn't really know if that was a good idea though. Maybe Vindex would get offended and say that was how he smiled. Thomas could just imagine that playing out. He shuddered slightly at the thought of it. But there was something about Vindex that implied he knew something or had some sort of plan, Thomas just didn't know what.

[EW so short. But I must leave you, ER is on!!]

Thomas felt his heart swell when the other said his smile was cute. He bowed his head slightly, his side fringe covering the majority of his pale face, he smiled, Thanks. he muttered, it was his nervous sort of cute reaction to compliments. He wasn't really used to recieving them. He didn't understand why his heart was beating so fast and his head was spinning. Lack of air? No. This was the sort of reaction he'd had to Satan. Thomas' eyes suddenly went wide. No way. He was not falling for this boy. He'd only met him, this wasn't right.

Thomas was slightly lost in his thoughts when Vindex asked the question, he looked up and smiled again. Then he shrugged, the smile disappearing, Drug charges. Intent to sell and possession. he said with another careless shrug, it wasn't the most admirable thing, drug dealing was a messy game, especially when Satan ran it. He looked over at Vindex, How about you? it suddenly dawned on Thomas that Vindex's charge would be a lot more manly and then Thomas would look like a spineless loser. He tried not to think about it too much.