Sonder - Newt TMR

I woke up startled, not by anyone's doing, but for a moment I didn't remember where I was.  

As I jolted awake, springing up into a sitting position, taking in a large gasp of air... bang!

I smacked my head on the metal frame above me. 

"Oh, fuck!" I gasped out, as I held my forehead. 

"Holy shit." Frypan giggled out. 

I turned my head to see he was sitting on one of the few chairs in the room smiling.  

"Bloody hell," Newt sprung awake at the loud thud my head made against the bed, "Are you alight?"

"Yeah, definitely rung my bell pretty good... again." I chuckled. 

"Man, am I getting deja vu.  It feels like it was almost yesterday catching you two laying in bed before.... well at least this time you have clothes on." Frypan teased. 

"Jokes on you, I don't have any pants on." I chuckled, as I reached over the edge of the bed, grabbed them from the floor, and I put them on underneath the blanket.

"How long have you been up, Fry?" Newt asked him.

"A while, I guess I'm used to waking up early to cook." Frypan sighed, as he leaned back in his chair. 

"Yeah, I woke up like an hour ago and couldn't fall back asleep." Minho said, as he hopped down from the top bunk. 

Everyone else began to wake up shortly after that, I guess we all were used to waking up early. 

And one by one we took turns using the bathroom and getting dressed. 

I grabbed a stack of clothes from a locker, before I went into the bathroom last for my turn. 

I did my business, brushed my hair and teeth and got dressed... in clothes that actually fit me.  

Clothes that weren't men's and weren't two sizes too large for me, actual women's clothes that were my size. 

As I stepped back into the room, they all stared at me. 

Silence. 

"What the hell are you looking at?" I asked them with an almost stern tone. 

"Glad to see you graduated from baggy attire." Minho spoke up. 

Ohhhhh. 

I rolled my eyes at them, as I playfully shoved Minho. 

"Hey, not all of her clothes were baggy.  She had those shorts." Newt argued. 

Winston raised an eyebrow at him. 

"Of course you would remember that." Winston quickly said back. 

"Ohhh, shut it." Newt scuffed as his face seemed to turn a bit pink.  

"Ohhhh my god." I could feel my face turning red now. 

"Be careful, you don't want to to blow a gasket like that one time." Minho then gave us an over dramatic 'scared' look.  

"I didn't 'blow a gasket' I lost my cool for a few minutes... and that was a long time ago... and it was warranted." I defended myself. 

"What happened?" Thomas spoke up and asked. 

"Well, about two years ago..." I let out a sigh, as I began to tell my story. 

"I swear if I have to stitch up another slicer before noon..." I trailed off, as I leaned back in my chair in the medhut.