The blond boy woke up soaked in sweat and filled with fear. He just had another, nightmare.
The things that happened at school and at home haunted him. Even in his sleep.
The boy checked his wrist and saw a pale blue. I hope they didn't wake up because of me, he thought.

He stood up and felt the cold floor underneath his feet and toes. He really didn't want to go school. He never did but he had to. He had skipped to much in the last few weeks but it made thingse worse not better. Not even the slightest. It didn't help either that he saw his soulmates emotions. Sometimes he would see them beeing so sad and he really didn't want them to suffer because of him.

He walked to the nearby Bathroom and washed his face with cold water. When the blond looked in the mirror he was terrified of himself. His sweaty hear hung down into his face and his cheeks were bruised from the punches.

He undressed himself and stepped into the shower. With a deep sigh he turned on the warm water and as soon as the first droplets hit him, he felt relieved and so much better. It felt like his sorrows were washed away. Even though they didn't. He knew that.

After taking the shower he looked in the blurred mirror for the last time. He used his hand to wish away a bit of the mist on it. Only so much that he could see his forhead and his eyes. There he stood.
Newt. The broken boy from the UK.

Newt quickly grabbed his bag and walked off to the Tube. He had a 15min ride to school which was totally okay. Just long enough to listen to some music and short enough to be an acceptable way to school.
After those 15min he arrived at the right station, and then walked the rest of his way to school. Five minutes left, he thought. Until he would try to remain unseen for the rest of the day.
High School was hell. Everyone said it. But the least meant and felt it the same way Newt did.
Beeing mobbed was something you can't just pretend that it isn't there.

He didn't really know way but one day some of the "cool" and "popular" kids started to give him some light punches here and there and some really bad words, too. But nothing to terrible. But it got worse everyday. One day he came home with bruises all over his stomach because they kicked him. His mother cared but she couldn't do a thing. And Newts father... well he didn't consider him a father anymore. More like a dude that lived with them and is a huge asshole. His mom broke up with his father a month ago and now they are trying to get enough money to move. Move far away.

Now he stood in front of the big school building waiting to take the courage to finally step inside. Students left and right were walking through the big doors. He stood there for a good minute when a shoulder of another student hit him hart in his arm. He came back to consciousness after standing there blankly for so long. At first, no one seemed to notice him.
He walked trough the frightening corridors to his classroom. Trying hard to remin unseen. He didn't have enough energy today to get beaten up by some asses. He just wanted to survive this day. He almost run to the classroom and came there right on time. There were just a few people there yet and he could choose any place he wanted. He went for the one in the corner at the window and was relieved when the blond realised that he made it. He made it across the whole school without beeing noticed. It was easy, he thought- too easy even. But he had no more time to worry about it.
His class started and he was good at school. He had good grades and he wanted to stay them that way.

Sometimes when he was bored he would look at his wrist. When he saw the color beeing a light green he'd stroke across his arm and then over the circle. He could feel them more intensly this way. His thoughts constantly go to his soulmate. He goes through hell and he could immagine that with his soulmate he could win against high school. He just wanted to be with them. He needed love. And not that kind of family love he got from his mom or from his sister . He wanted that kind that would make his mind go all fuzzy and his heart skipping around like crazy. He wanted to snuggle up under a nice warm blanket on a autmn morning with a hot tea in his hand. Yeah he immagined it already so many times. It is the thing that kept him going. That kept him sane.

His classes were over and he now wanted to walk out of the school and right to the tube. He was halfway through the hallway when a loud, intimidating voice called after him.
"Hey tall ass come back here. We haven't had our fun today yet!"
Chills went down Newts spine. He instantly was feared. But he know that if he didn't obey directly, it would get worse. So he walked back. Three guys standing there already waiting for the blond. The first one pulled at his hair and pulled him close. "You really thought we would forget you, you stupid piece of worthless shit". Newt screamed in pain. This is when the first punch hit him. In the back. He screamed but the next punch already hit him. Right into his stomach. He went down right onto the flor and he feeled a kick in his stomach. All of the three told him how worthless he was. Newt had already started crying and was sobbing hard. Time passed by like eternity for him. He couldn't even guess how long they beat him. He didn't even realise when they stopped.
He stood up. His whole body aching and even his wrist. Wait... his wrist? He looked at his circle that was colored in a deep, deep blue and felt like it was burning. All this had to stop. He put his souldmate into pain. He did no want that.