Chapter 2- Mentor

Hench Barista, New York City,

Three hours after the class ended, Thomas and his friends, Minho and Chuck were decided to have a tea in the city. It was a coincidental decision because he wanted to talk about the incident that he had during the music class with Ava Paige. It kept fuzzing him, leaving his mind with a puzzling thought since that time. He knew that if he kept it longer, it might hurt him.

"You sure that you're alright, Thomas? You seems very worried and uneasy." Asked Chuck curiously, taking a sip on his tea. While Minho decided to keep silent, enjoying with his favourite coffee.

Thomas just stared at his drink as his both hands were rubbing and gripping each other. Chuck knew that because he learnt a bit about psychology, it indicated that Thomas was at uncomfortable and uneasy condition.

"I don't know, Chuck. Since I slipped into Ava's class…."

The chubby teen cut him off suddenly, "Your own mentor's class? Wow, that's so mean…"

The brunette just continued, "I suddenly saw this blondie and suddenly he caught my attention. And, suddenly I realised that my face became really hot and as if my face was…blushing."

"Awww…don't tell me that you're in love." Minho spoke sarcastically, chuckling lightly.

"I don't know, Minho. I just saw him for the first time and it couldn't be love. It doesn't make sense. Imagine that you just looking at someone you don't know and suddenly you caught off interest at them. Is that logic?"

Minho sipped his coffee, as he replied to him, "I don't know about that, Thomas. But it was shuckingly adorable when you got it right. Perhaps, you still remember of this term, 'Love at the first sight'?"

He instantly blushing when the Asian just said the word 'Love'. He thought it for a moment whether if Minho is right about it. It could be the love at the first sight. Moreover, he realised that it was happened in coincidence. That blonde has just caught his interest and it made him thinking for many times. What if he really…fell in love with that guy?

Chuck asked again, "Do you have a picture of him?"

"Luckily that I stole-capturing the picture of him." Thomas took out of his phone from his pocket and opened the gallery app. Then, he showed the picture to him.

Minho teased him but in more towards a joke, "I don't know that you're stalking him. It is more…gayish…"

"Am not!" Thomas mad shyly. A blush still forming on his cheeks.

Chuck suddenly got something, "I know this guy! Wait Thomas, are you…stalking my best friend?"

"Wait…what?!Your best…friend?!For real?!" Thomas stunned.

"His name is Isaac Newton. But he preferred people calling him Newt. He is the same year student as you but he is from another class group. He just got moved here with his parent from United Kingdom because his father has been assigned to work in this city. Yeah, he is very adorable and a lot of girls were fancied him."

"How could you know him?" Thomas still uncertain.

The chubby teen continued, "I knew him because we're in the same club. He like Art and he liked to study more at Art until he told me that he wanted to become the famous Artist like Van Gogh and Waterhouse."

"I just saw him at the Music room, together with the music students. Is there…any contradiction with his profession?"

"Ha! I know you will asking me about it. Just like you, you really like and excel in Biology, Physics and Chemistry. But, you're more toward into Music because of your big interest at Beethoven, Mozart and Sebastian Bach. He also like music and he had told me once, he wanted to be a perfect musician in orchestra."

Minho felt like he didn't get any interest with the conversations. But he just got into with it, "Who knows, maybe with a little bit approaches, you and him could be….you know, really closer."

"Damn you, Shank. I just felt uneasy here and you made me feel bad about this."

…

Grand Central Park, New York,

Thomas had just on his way, heading back to his home at 75th Street. It was a long day enough for him to get through. Wondering if he could forget the event that he had today and started a new day tomorrow. Well, it is depend on his decision whether he wants to or otherwise. For him, enough for a whole day that suffering him because it is too heavy for him to bear it. He just wanted to get home and rest. Since the sun is about to set, he had to get back home quickly or else, he will be late for the next class with his students.

"T-Thomas Gregory Edison?"

Thomas shocked a bit when suddenly someone mentioning his name from his back. When he turned to the back, he shocked that it may causing heart attack. It is the same person that he met in the music room this afternoon, a blonde. He was about to lose himself but he tried to control it.

"Y-Yeah? May I know who are you?" Asked Thomas, pretending not knowing his name even though the truth, he knew his name.

The blonde smiled brightly as he retorted. But his smile made Thomas couldn't hold much longer because to him, it really cute.

"Oh, I'm pretty sure that we just met at the music room this afternoon. Oh, my name is Isaac Newton and you can just bloody call me Newt. I am from United Kingdom, just got moved here last week. I'm British and I'm really sorry if my accent make you feel uncomfortable."

'Oh god, his shucking accent!Freakingly adorable…'

Now for the first time, he finally heard his voice in front of him. Looks like he couldn't bear much longer toward how cute he is, the way he talked and his facial expression. Everything is perfect from Thomas's eyes. He just…frozen.

"N-Nice to meet you, Newt. I-I'm Thomas Gregory Edison and just call me Thomas." Thomas grinned, greets back to him while shaking his hand.

Newt said, "I-I just can't believe that I meet you in front of my eyes. And…I can't bloody believe that I am currently looking at the famous orchestra musician and composer in front of my sight. Oh hell! I feel like I want to kill myself. I can be dead because of you, you know that?"

"How come?" The brunette laughed. He knew that he was joking.

"I had all of your music albums and your bloody posters. I listened to all your songs that you composed and all the orchestral remix that you made. It was bloody epic...wicked!Until I had a wish, I want to save my money just to go here to meet you."

He was amazed. Not knowing that Newt could be a hard fan to his compilation, "You gotta be serious, Newt."

The blonde nodded, "I am absolutely serious. You don't know how much suffered I am when I was in UK, willingly to sacrifice my every sterling just to buy all your albums and merchandises. I have complete collection in my house."

"Hard fan, huh?"

He just simply nodded.

But somehow Thomas suddenly recalled of what Chuck said during in the café, 'Many girls were fancied him in the school. So, it might affect your chance.'

He looked down and unrealised that he was babbling alone, "Oh…I see then."

Newt tilted down his head, looking confused at him. He asked curiously, "Thomas? Are you alright? Something happened?"

"N-No, Newt…just feeling disappointed a bit. But it's not about you. Just, my mind got fuzzy just a bit."

Without any further conversations, Newt make a sudden conclusion and he seems sad, "It seems that you know what I want right? I guess…I mean, I know that you had a lot of works to do. Sorry for interrupting you."

"Eh? What do you mean?" Thomas's turn to become confused.

"You don't want to take me as your…apprentice, isn't it? I know that from your expression, you felt sad because you don't have any other choice beside declining the offer. I understand.."

Thomas got eyes widened, "Y-You mean, you want me to become your mentor?"

Newt nodded, "I'm sorry, Thomas. I guess I should get back home, eh?"

"What? Newt! When I said to you that I don't want to take you as my apprentice? It is a sudden decision because you suddenly said like that." Thomas began smiling.

"Then?"

Thomas took out somewhat, his card holder from his wallet. He took out one of a card from the holder and gave it to him. He said, "Here, meet me at this place tonight at 9. Don't be late, okay?"

Newt looked at the card, and then he looked at the brunette with his eyes widened. He was speechless, "D-Does that mean…."

"Shhh…just get some rest first. We will meet later there. Well, see you later tonight." With that, he left the blonde behind, heading back to his home.

Newt thought for a while….

'D-Does that mean…he…accept me?!T-That easily?!'

To Be Continued…