Dear readers, I thought of a Newt/Meena story today, so I'm posting it. Enjoy! Love, Alex
Shoot and Score
"All right, Meena! Nice shot!" Newt slaps a high five against Meena's hand. Meena longs for him to keep his hand in place, against hers. To her it just felt so right.
"I like this sport. Basketball." She says through her thick Bahavian accent. Newt nods, laughing. "You're pretty good at it, too." He tells her. He wasn't like other guys. He didn't care if a girl beat him at basketball. That just made him like the girl more. Especially if it was Meena.
Meena grabbed the basketball and held it. Newt, looking for a reason to touch her, stops her. "Wait, Meena, hold it like this." He places his hands over hers and sets them in place. They stretch their arms upward and make the shot together. They shoot, they score. The ball slips through the net easily.
"Great job, Meena!" Newt exclaims, happily. Meena turns around to look at him. "Newt…" she trails off. Newt appears confused. "Yeah?" he asks casually.
Meena leans in to kiss Newt. He freaks at the last minute and drops the basketball. He bends down and their heads smash into each other's. "OW!" they cry out in unison.
Meena rubs her head. Newt looks spaced out. "Wow, Meena. The saying does go, you're pretty hard headed." He cracks. Meena glares at him. "It would be wise if you shut up." She replies harshly.
Newt chuckles. He grabs her hand. "Let's go get some ice to put on our clunkers." He explains in his I'm-a-smart-man-be-afraid voice. Meena rolls her eyes. "All right, Newton. Clunkers? What about noggins?" she asks him.
Newt shrugs. "Is there a difference? We call them heads anyway." He responds. Meena laughs. They find a first aid kit under the bench next to them. Newt pulls it out.
Meena opens the first aid kit. "Newt, we need ice, not band aids!" she exclaims. Newt scoffs. "Sorry! Maybe we're bleeding." He tells her. Meena shakes her head. "We aren't. I suggest you don't worry. Ugh, Bahavia! I've got such a bad headache!" she exclaims.
Newt sits down on the bench and so does Meena. "Maybe this will cure it." He says slyly and leans in to kiss her. They're noses bump and they pull away quickly. "OW! Newt I think you broke my nose!" Meena cries out painfully.
Newt sighs. "Can't anything go right?" he asks exasperated. Meena laughs. Newt scoots closer to her. He kisses her lips. "He shoots, he scores." He whispers when they pull away. Meena laughs.
"See Newton? Nothing could go wrong now." She tells him. Newt laughs quietly and they lean in to kiss again. The chair legs break under them and the bench breaks. They topple downward and Meena lands on top of him.
Newt laughs. "You're right, Meena. Nothing could go wrong now."