It was five in the morning and Thomas was still awake. He had been awake for hundreds of years, but that didn't change the fact that Thomas sometimes got annoyed of it. Tonight had been one of those nights. However, he decided to do some music to fill the time. Whilst he had come from a poor family in England, that didn't stop him from trying things that only people with money could do. Since he had a lot of time, he had managed to save quite a bit of money, and spent it on piano lessons, just as the piano was being invented and fine tuned. He also learned how the play the guitar, and then, in the 20th century, the electric guitar. He also sung sometimes, but much preferred the piano and guitar.

Thomas was playing a range of music, from 'Comptine d'Un Autre Été', to Disney songs, to the Adele's 'Hello'. After hours of playing well enjoyed songs, and even composing a couple of his own, Thomas decided that he had enough, the sun was up and he had probably woken many students. Thomas climbed out of the window and jumped down, falling professionally on his feet.

Thomas strode around the school grounds, until he saw a familiar looking boy. [i]Huh, must be déjà vu,[/i] he thought. Thomas walked over to him, asking him, "You new here?" in his distinct British accent.