AN: Hi everyone! Ok please don't throw chairs or tomatoes at me… I know i haven't updated in a very long time, I don't really have an excuse either (I'm sorry) but I'm back now with a new chapter for you all :)
Newt looked up from his game of Space Invaders when he felt Thomas nudge his side.
"Don't look now but there's a certain lacrosse player with amazing biceps coming this way, dude."
Newt's eyes widened as he spun around from his game. There, walking through the front doors of the arcade was sex on legs.
"Well, good luck," Thomas gave him a pat on the shoulder before making his way towards the door, leaving Newt still frozen in place in front of the arcade game. "I'll wait in the car."
"You can't just leave me!" Newt hissed at the brunette.
"Relax, man. Just be yourself."
Thomas sent him a wink before heading outside, nodding his head slightly at Minho as he passed the lacrosse player on his way out.
Newt was still standing with his mouth wide open as he watched his friend leave the arcade.
Thomas, you absolute, bloody bastard, Newt thought to himself as he continued to gape at the retreating back of his friend, not wanting to acknowledge the very good looking boy entering the small arcade. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?
The blonde boy was broken out of his reverie as he heard Minho speak to him.
"You okay, man? You look a little lost"
Newt blushed when he saw Minho frowning at him from across the room.
"Wha-? I, yeah… I just, uh… My friend-" He managed to stutter out.
"Hey, you look kinda familiar. Do I know you?"
"Yeah. I mean, no. Not really… We go to the same school."
"Really? That's cool, man. Actually, come to think of it, I think I have seen you around. I'm Minho" The dark-haired boy offered Newt a smile as he stretched out his hand. Newt returned the smile shyly and took the offered hand.
"Newt." The blonde boy's mouth spoke before his brain could catch up and all of a sudden he was saying, "You wanna, maybe, have a game of something?"
"Yeah! Sure thing!"
The two boys moved over to the air-hockey table and thus battle commenced.
After much laughing and grunting and Newt almost falling over at least three times, the first game had been won by a very smug-looking Minho. Newt scowled at him and challenged him to another game.
"You know I'll just win again, why waste your money?" Minho teased Newt, all the while grinning like an idiot.
"Don't be so sure. I bet I can kick your butt at that car racing game over there," Newt said, already making his way over to the plastic driver's seats in the corner of the room.
Minho chuckled and sat down in the seat next to Newt, smirking at the boy next to him.
"Bring it on."
"So…" Said Thomas, grinning wickedly at Newt as he entered the car through passenger side door.
"So… What?" Newt asked, hoping that if he played dumb, he might get out of having that conversation. But of course, that never actually worked.
"How did it go?"
"Oh, shut up," Newt huffed.
"No I'm serious, man! What'd you do?"
"We just had a chat."
Thomas laughed. "For a half hour?"
Newt blushed as red as Revlon Super Lustrous Lipstick in the colour Fire & Ice, which, in case you don't know, is very red. Had it really been half an hour?
"Yes." Technically, he wasn't completely lying.
As Thomas started the car, Newt decided to turn the conversation towards the other boy.
"By the way, thanks for ditching me, Tommy. You know, when you asked me if I wanted to hang out at the arcade after school I was under the impression that we'd actually be hanging out."
"Oh come on," said Thomas, "How could I have known that was gonna happen?"
"I don't know." Newt pouted and crossed his arms like a little kid. "You just did."
"I just… did. Right, well, you two are friends now, yeah?" Thomas asked, smiling. He glanced over at Newt sitting in the passenger seat as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Uh, kinda, I suppose."
"See? It wasn't all for nothing!"
"So you did plan it!" Newt shouted, turning to face the brunette boy.
"No!" Thomas laughed, "I swear to god I had no idea!"
Newt just shook his head at that. "If you say so, Tommy," he sighed.
With all windows down and music blasting through the speakers, loud enough so that anyone within two streets away would have no choice but to listen to the Glee cover of 'Teenage Dream', Thomas drove Newt home. All the while Newt couldn't help but think that whether it was a coincidence or not, he sure was glad that he went to the arcade that afternoon.
The next day, Newt sat alone on a couch in the common room at school. He had a free period and decided to spend it reading a book in the silence of the room affectionately known as the Glade. The name had originally come from some guy who had attended the school years earlier, but people liked it, so the title stuck around.
After a few minutes of silence, Newt looked up from his book in surprise as the door opened and one very attractive lacrosse player came stumbling into the common room, muttering under his breath about 'stupid fucking chemistry teachers with their stupid fucking tests'.
"Oh, hi there," Newt said, looking at Minho with a hesitant smile.
"Hey, uhh…" Minho looked lost for a second, trying to remember the name of the blonde boy in front of him. He then looked up with a wide smile and exclaimed, a little too loudly, "Newt!"
"What're you- I mean, I'm usually the only… There's not usually anyone else in here this period."
Minho shrugged. "I figured I could skip biology today. I gotta study for chemistry, the teacher's making me re-sit the test," Minho explained with a slight scowl on his face as he thought about the big red 'F' staining the corner of his test paper.
"That sucks."
Minho hummed in agreement as he moved over to one of the desks lining the far wall of the Glade, pulling out a large stack of notes from his bag.
Newt thought for a moment before asking, "Do you, uhh… do you… want any help with that?"
Minho looked up from his notes, confusion written all over his face. "What?"
"You know, chemistry?"
"Oh, right. Actually," Minho frowned down at the papers laid out on the desk in front of him. It was obvious he would never be able to understand and remember all of this material before he re-sat the test. "If you're not doing anything now, that'd be awesome"
Newt smiled at the dark-haired boy before closing his book, getting up from the couch and heading over to Minho, pulling up a chair beside him.
"Let's get started then."
AN: Thank you all for your lovely reviews, they really do mean a lot to me :) Also I am really sorry that I've been gone for so long but there's another thing too… (please don't get mad) I'm going camping for a week so I probably won't be able to write anything new until I get back (I'm sorry!). But after I get back I'll be finishing school too so I should have a ton of free time and be able to update a lot more often than I do now.
Again, I love you all and thank you for reading!
FMATSWB xoxoxo
