It had been three days.

I was adjusting to living with so many people quite well. Minus Eli, I had no problems with any of the new guys. Hampson was a moody bastard, but according to Tom he had always been that way.

I tried to steer clear of Eli, but he went out of his way to do every little thing that would piss me off. I threatened him with a knife yesterday, but Blake stopped me before I could actually ram it into his stomach.

"So," Tom said as him and Carter sat down on either side of me.

"What?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at the two...