AN: Hey guys! Long time, no see. But hey, I'm back with a new chapter for you all to (hopefully) enjoy! I think I've said this for all my chapters so far but I'm really sorry this took so long to update, these last few weeks have been incredibly stressful, however, I've finally finished school for the year! So now I'll actually have some free time to write :)

Minho sighed as he trudged his way through the school parking lot towards his car. He'd just spent the last two periods of school studying for his upcoming chemistry test with Newt and his brain was completely fried. If he was honest with himself, he knew that studying hadn't really been that bad. In fact, Newt had made it almost fun. Minho found himself enjoying the blonde boy's company more than he thought he would and having spent so much time studying together, he'd come to know him as a friend.

"Minho! Hey wait up!"

The dark-haired boy stopped walking and turned to see Ben jogging to catch up to him.

"Oh. Hey, man. Look, I really gotta go," Minho said, glancing back at his car. Guilt welled in his stomach as he saw the frown that marred his friend's face. He hadn't seen or talked to him all day and he hadn't really tried to either. It wasn't that he didn't want to see Ben, he'd just been too immersed in his studying to really take notice of his absence.

Ben stopped in front of Minho and frowned at him.

"What? Dude, I haven't seen you all day. Where have you been?"

"I was studying. I have to re-sit my chemistry test tomorrow."

Ben screwed up his face, tilting his head to the side. "Chemistry's the one with the shapes and shit, right?"

"Fuck," Minho sighed, rolling his eyes and turning to leave.

"Wait! Minho!" Ben grabbed his arm to stop him from leaving. He then turned and pulled out some papers from his bag. "They're today's biology notes. I thought you might want 'em."

"Oh, thanks," Minho smiled at his friend, taking the notes and putting them in his bag.

"And where were you last night? You told me you were gonna be there."

Minho frowned in confusion before he realised what Ben was talking about. The party. Winston's fucking party. He'd forgotten to tell Ben that he wasn't going.

"Shit…"

"Yeah. It wasn't that great anyway," Ben said with a shrug. "Well, it was, until Gally started making a scene."

"As usual," Minho said, rolling his eyes.

"Who has a party on a fucking Tuesday anyway?"

Minho chuckled before looking at his watch. "Ben, I really have to go."

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry. But we're actually gonna hang out tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, of course," Minho said, nodding at his friend.

"Alright. Later, man," Ben replied, reluctantly shouldering his bag and turning to leave.

"See ya."

Minho arrived at school the next day refreshed and ready to take on the beast that was his chemistry test. Since he'd actually stayed up studying for the correct subject this time, he was sure he'd do a lot better.

On his way through the school halls in search of his classroom he spotted Ben leaning against his locker, talking to Jack. When the tall boy noticed him he sent Minho a thumbs up and a wide smile which Minho returned half-heartedly, his nerves starting to kick in. He found his classroom and pushed the door open, throwing a nervous look over his shoulder at Ben. Ben just winked back and mouthed 'You'll be fine'.

Minho sat down heavily at his desk, staring down at the test in front of him. He sighed in relief when he saw that he totally knew the first question.

Covalent bonds… He thought to himself. I've fucking got this.

Minho left the classroom feeling pretty fucking amazing. He had passed (with a C-, but let's not worry about the details) and he couldn't wait to tell Ben. And Newt, he realised. He really, really wanted to tell Newt. He wasn't sure where the boy would be, but he figured he'd try the common room. So, with a smile plastered on his face, he set off towards The Glade at a run.

He was sprinting around a corner when he collided heavily with another body, causing them both to sprawl out on the floor of the halls that were quickly filling with students leaving their classes. It registered somewhere in his mind that the bell must have rung, but he shook the thought from his head as he remembered that he had just barrelled into another student.

Recovering quickly from the fall, he shot up from the ground and hurried over to the other boy.

"Shit! Fuck. Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going," Minho said, offering a hand to help the boy up.

"It's cool, man. It's fine…" It wasn't until Minho had pulled the boy up to his feet and faced him that he saw he had run into none other than Newt. The blonde boy made the same realisation and gave Minho a wide smile. "Oh, hey!"

"Newt! Oh my god! I was just looking for you. Guess what," Minho chimed, bouncing slightly on his feet.

"What?"

"You have to guess."

"Uhhh… You… You just-"

"I passed! I did it!" Minho beamed, throwing his arms up in the air.

"Well, that's great!" Newt smiled back at the lacrosse player, offering his hand up for a high-five which Minho returned wholeheartedly.

"With a C-, alright!"

"Good job, man." Newt seemed to hesitate for a second before continuing in a softer voice, "Hey, I was wondering-"

Newt was cut off by a large body shoving him slightly out of the way, coming to a stop in front Minho. Minho was caught by surprise as looked up into the scowling face of his teammate, Gally.

"Hey, Minho! You know we've got lacrosse practice, right? You probably don't want to be late, you know, after what happened last time. They'll probably start thinking about replacing you soon."

Minho rolled his eyes and sighed. "Gally, I got it. I'm on my way." He turned back to a sheepish-looking Newt. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"Oh, it's… it's nothing." Newt stammered out, looking around himself as Gally threw him a glare and stalked off down the hall. "Don't worry about it, you don't want to be late."

Minho offered the boy a small smile before turning to leave. At the last moment, he turned back to Newt and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Oh, and thank you, by the way, for helping." Minho was about to leave again, but turned around dramatically and batted his eyes at a chuckling Newt. "I couldn't have done it without you," He said in a sappy voice.

Minho smiled at Newt's laugh. It was a nice sound, he decided. With a wave, he left Newt and continued down the hall. He spotted Ben leaning against his locker and jogged over to him.

"Who was that?" Ben asked, nodding over Minho's shoulder towards Newt.

"Who, Newt?"

"Boyfriend?"

Minho's eyes widened and a light blush rose on his cheeks. "W-What? No, he's been helping me out with chemistry."

Ben shrugged. "He's cute," he said with a wink.

Minho rolled his eyes at his friend as the two made their way toward the locker rooms for practice. Minho snuck a glance back at Newt, his golden blonde hair instantly catching his attention in exactly the way the sun does, when it's reflected off someone else's watch right into your fucking eyes, except much less painful.

Ben's not wrong… he thought to himself. He is pretty cute.

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