The following night Teresa and Thomas found themselves at yet another one of Minho's famous football parties. His house was pretty big, including an upper level, patio/deck (with a pool of course), and a full basement, equipped with a flat screen and various arcade games.

"Hey guys!" came a group of girls squealing at the top of their lungs.

"Thomas! You were hella good at the game last night." Brenda squealed.

"Totes." Sonya agreed.

"Come hang out with us Tess!" Harriet squealed. "We're gonna go watch some other players play some sort of drinking game."

"Yeah, and I think Aris is looking for you." Sonya said with a wink.

Teresa only shrugged as she was pulled along by the three tall, squealing girls off to some random part of the house. Thomas decided to head off and try and find Minho. It couldn't be that hard, if he's not in the basement, he has to be outside. As usual, his house was packed full of people, no parents in sight as he tried to weave his way through many bodies and random junk on the floor.

When he finally made it to the basement, he spotted Minho, along with Ben, Alby, and Newt all playing a game of pool. By the wide, evil smirk on Minho's face, it looked as if he was in the lead. God, that smile did things to Thomas he couldn't even understand. And the way he looked leaning over the table, muscles flexing and-

Snap out of it!

"Hey, look who it is!" Ben shouted as he finally spotted the brown haired boy walking towards them.

Minho looked up and his smirk somehow grew wider, but less sinister as before. "Hey! It's Tommyboy!" He said as he stood up off the table to give Thomas one of those bro hugs. "How are you dude?"

"Good." was all Thomas could muster while wrapped up tightly in his crush's arms.

But sadly Minho pulled away.

"Hey Tommy." Thomas turned around to see a genuinely happy Newt behind him. He had tapped his shoulder to get his attention.

"Hey Newt." Thomas said, returning the smile as he drew in his best friend for a hug. He could feel Newt's warmth radiating off of him, and to his surprise, it almost gave him the same effect that Minho's hugs do. Expect Newt's hugs are more...

Lighthearted. Warm and fuzzy.

While Minho's are tight and on fire.

Thomas felt dizzy, so he began to slowly pull away.

Newt lingered slightly longer than usual.

"How have you been?" Thomas asked.

"Pretty good, how about yourself?"

Thomas had always adored that accent.

Wait, what?

"Same ol, same ol. Just kind of sore from last night, but other than that pretty good."

Newt's smile never seemed to falter, always plastered tightly on his face."Good that. Hey, you still coming over tomorrow to study?"

Thomas snorted. "Kind of have to if I want to pass my math exam and actually stay on the football team. Besides, gotta keep my GPA up, you know after football season is basketball."

Newt laughed. "Of course! How could I forget?" he teased sarcastically.

Thomas playfully punched Newt in the arm. "One of these days I'm going to get you to join a team."

Newt scoffed. "In your dreams."

"Maybe baseball?"

"Very funny Tommy."

"Or maybe soccer?"

"Nah." said Ben with a teasing smile. "Maybe he should try out for the swim team."

"Could definitely use more people." Alby commented as he shot a striped ball into a hole.

"Hey! I'm strips!" Ben complained.

"No way I'm joining any of those sports teams." Newt said with a shake of his head.

The others just shrugged but Thomas was determined.

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"Truth or dare?" Teresa asked.

"Dare, duh." Minho replied.

As you can tell, Thomas sat around in a circle with his friends playing truth or dare. It was late night/early morning (around 2am to be exact). The party had ended a while ago, most people leaving around midnight. Okay, Minho kicked them all out except for Thomas, Teresa, Alby, Ben, Gally, Aris, Brenda, Harriet, Sonya, and Newt of course.

"I dare you toooo..." Teresa said trailing off, obviously drunk. "Egg your neighbor's house."

Minho let out a bark of laughter. "Is that all you got?" he said as he made his way into the kitchen. Soon he was holding two cartons of eggs, and his group of friends trailed behind him as they crossed the street to their victim's home.

"Seriously Min?" Newt asked, who was probably the only sober one there.

"Let him do what he wants man!" Ben shouted, even though he was right next to them.

"Yeah! He ain't no shank!" Gally called out from the back of the group.

So one by one, eggs went flying through the air and onto the neighbor's front door and porch, some landing on an adjacent window and porch swing.

"Come on, before they wake up from you drunken idiots!" Minho whisper shouted as they all retreated back into the house.

Once everyone was back in the living room, sitting in their original spots, it was Minho's turn to ask someone their fate. "Uh, Ben! Truth or dare?"

"Dare!" he said as he chugged down another can of beer.

Minho laughed. "I dare you to make out with Harriet for at least 30 seconds."

The two shared a quick look before both shrugging and proceeding to carry out the dare. The night carried on just like this, people doing more ridiculous dares, and others sharing their deepest darkest secrets.

"Truth." Teresa said, causing the room around her to groan.

"Who do you have a crush on?" Thomas questioned with a smirk

Teresa blushed. "Aris." she whispered, just loud enough for everyone to hear. "Brenda, truth or dare?"

"Truth." she responded happily.

"Who do you like?" she asked, hopeful to get the tension off of her.

"That's easy." she replied. "But I'm not telling." she said as she downed another beer.

"Wait, what? Why?" Minho asked bewildered. Brenda never passes.

Brenda giggled. "Because," she said with a shrug. "it's a secret. Besides, she's oblivious anyways." Everyone just stared at her in disbelief but she just kept on giggling. "Aris, truth or dare?"

"Umm…" he said, trailing off. "Dare, I guess. No one's done it in a while."

Brenda smiled wickedly. "I dare you to ask out Teresa."

Aris blushed a deep crimson red, but a small smile played on his lips. "Teresa, will you go out with me?" he said all in one breath.

Her blush grew as well, but she still nodded her head in agreement. "About time."

Aris smiled brightly as he turned his attention to Thomas. "Thomas, truth or dare?"

Thomas shrugged. "Dare, I guess."

"I dare you to…." Aris paused, trying to think up a dare that hasn't been done yet. "Kiss your crush."

Thomas tensed. "What if they aren't in the room?"

Aris paused and thought for a minuted. "Okay, kiss the most attractive person in the room."

Thomas was at a crossroads. He had no idea what to do. What could you do when the guy you had a crush on was sitting right next to you, with his boyfriend on the other side of him? And come on, Minho is obviously the most attractive guy in the room. Thomas began to frantically search around the room, trying to find someone suitable enough to kiss.

Come on Thomas, think! Harriet? No. Brenda? Eh. Teresa isn't even an option.

And then his eyes locked on Sonya.

Thomas sighed. She will have to do.

Thomas slowly got up and walked across their little circle before sitting down in front of Sonya. She blushed brightly, but smiled nonetheless.

"Hey Thomas." she said.

Thomas tried to keep down his nervousness. "Hey."

They continued to just stare at each other awkwardly before Sonya rolled her eyes. "You gonna kiss me or what?" but she said it lightheartedly, causing Thomas to laugh.

So he just simply nodded his head before gently pressing his lips to hers. The kiss didn't last for more than a couple seconds, but it felt like a lifetime to Thomas. Eventually, he pulled away and Sonya smiled at him.

"Well, thanks for the compliment." she said, referring to Thomas basically saying she's the most attractive person in the room. "But, promise never to do that again."

Thomas laughed. "I give you my word."

"Good." she said giggling. "Because I have a crush on someone else."

Thomas only nodded as he got up from his spot and returned back to his seat next to Minho. But as he passed by, he had to walk by Newt. From the corner of his eye he could see that he wasn't happy. Minho, along with everyone else in the circle was laughing, trying to see who else they could get to kiss each other tonight. But Newt on the other hand wasn't laughing. He looked….

Jealous.

Thomas shook the thought out of his head as he sat back down, earning a pat on the back from Minho. "Nice going." he said with a smirk. "Didn't know you had the hots for Sonya."

Thomas blushd, but nonetheless rolled his eyes. "I don't actually."

"Good." Newt said, leaning over to look at Thomas. "She isn't your type."

The three boys laughed, but there was something about Newt. The way he said it. The way he was laughing. Thomas couldn't shake the feeling that maybe he really was jealous. But that was impossible. Newt is with Minho, he couldn't possible be jealous of him. If anything, Thomas was jealous of Newt.

"Well, you won't have to worry." Thomas said to Newt. "I like someone else anyways."

And he saw Newt smile. Really smile. But Thomas sighed.

If only he knew the truth.

A/N: And there's chapter number 2! Reviews are always appreciated :)