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<< NEWT'S POV >>

I woke up, slightly groaning due to the sun peeking through my curtains. I shield my eyes as I get up, feeling the cold wood beneath my feet. I get Sonya up and go back to my tiny room, my dresser in the way of fully closing my door. I hear my mom drunk on the couch mumbling so I groan and get Sonya to help me move her to her room. I grab my clothes and go to the small ass bathroom to change. I fall and sit on my ass before Sonya knocks. "You okay Newt?" She asks as I groan again and get up off the bathroom floor.

"Bloody hell- just fine Sonya!" I say as I get dressed and leave the bathroom. We live in a 3 bedroom trailer in a ghetto part of the city. Mom didn't have enough money to keep us in Britain so here we are! Great ol' America... I say that with sarcasm by the way... I go back to my room and put my deodorant on. I look at my phone and see that we're gonna be late for the bus if we don't leave now. I brush my teeth quickly and run out the door with Sonya. I put on my cologne and hop on the long yellow bus. The lady driving asks us for our names. "Newton Issacs." I say leaving to the back of the bus, a few kids in each seat. I see a boy talking to his friends but he's by himself so I knock up the courage to ask him, "Can I sit here?" I ask as he scoots out of the seat so I can sit by the window.

"Shuck, what's your name bud, mine's Thomas." He tells me as I smile and answer. "Newt." I say, giving him a fist bump. "So, Newt, where are you from? Sounds like you're British but I don't wanna assume." He asks and I chuckle. "Well, maybe assuming was right, because I am in fact from Britain!" I say, liking the vibe this guy is giving me. "Well, I see the British have good tea but maybe even good music taste?" He says, pointing out my Nirvana shirt. "Well, not all of us but certainly me." I smile as I pull out my earbud and give him one.

I put on 'Teenage Dirtbag' by, Wheatus. He smiles and chuckles. "Definitely good music taste." He says as I smile and point at the two kids staring at us. "Who are they, and why do they look frightened?" I say, he laughs and looks over to the seat beside us. "Gally quit it, he says you look frightened! These two are Gally and Minho, they're sadly my best friends." The boy named Minho punches him in the arm, earning a laugh from me. "So, what is your school like?" I ask, making Thomas grimace. "Ghetto as fuck, like fights every day, bullies saying faggot a thousand times, and shit like that." I sigh at the faggot part, realizing I might have a repeat of last year.

My playlist continues to play as me and Thomas talk about what to do and what not to do at the school. "Lastly, never EVER talk shit to someone that you don't trust." I smile and nod my head. "Yes sir!" I say, making him laugh and sigh. "But seriously, in all honesty, be yourself. Be confident about who you are because there is always gonna be someone who doesn't like you." He says, making me smile and give him yet another fist bump. 

We arrive at the school about 10 minutes before the bell. I step off the bus and feel something hit my head almost immediately. "Faggot!" This guy yells out flipping me off and running away. Asshole. Welp, looks like this is my life for the next 4 years. Highschool here I come...

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<< NEWT'S POV >>

I grab my bag and head out for lunch, seeing Thomas almost immediately. I start to walk over to him but bump into someone on the way, Janson. From my English class. "Woah- Hey there, faggot. You hanging out with your lil' boyfriend today?" He says, hitting me in the heart. I shrug and he laughs in my face. "Get outta here faggot, before I give you something to shrug about." He says, I start speed walking over to Thomas who was looking at the interaction. I feel tears well up in my eyes but I push them back, not wanting Thomas to see me break.

"Sorry I didn't find you sooner Newt, did Janson say something?" He asked as I shook my head no, feeling as if a frog was stuck in my throat. "N-no, he just told me to watch where I was going." I said, making Thomas frown and give me those sad eyes that looked sooooo good on him. "Seriously Tommy, I'm fine." I said, making him give me a soft smile and start walking towards his group. "Okay, so this is Newt you guys. Newt, you already know Min and Gally. That over there is Frypan, he's next to Alby. There is Aris and Rachel, and of course, my beautiful girlfriend Teresa!" As he said Teresa's name, I felt sick to my stomach.

I smiled and introduced myself to the crowd and sat down with Alby and Frypan. "So Newt, you look like you got good music taste. Can you sing?" Alby says as I chuckle and nod. "Well, good thing because we're starting a band and all we need is a singer!" Frypan says as he looks to Aris and calls him over. "Aris, we got a singer!" Alby says excitedly. Aris nods mysteriously and I smile at him, waving my hand. He waves back and whispers to Alby. "So Newt, you sure you can sing? Aris over here thinks you can't." Alby said, making me laugh. "Trust me, I can sing." I say, making Alby and Frypan exchange glances and look back at me nodding.

"So, when is band practice?" I say, making Alby think for a second before saying. "Well, how about Thursday at 5? My house, I'll make a group chat on snap." He says, making me swap snaps with him. I nod and walk towards Thomas, smiling hard. "What's got you so smiley?" He asks, making me smile even harder. "I'm the new singer in a band now!" I say, the words filling up my brain. "Oh shit! That's shucking awesome dude!" He says, smiling hard at me. We sit in silence for a second, just staring at each other before we both break away blushing. I mean, I was the only one blushing, I think...

Thomas leans into me and whispers in my ear, "Wanna skip 5th with me?" He says, it's the first day but I don't wanna seem like a baby so I nod yes. He smiles and fist bumps me, something that became an 'us' thing. 

Lunch went by fast due to the fact that I was talking to so many people at once, questions flying at me like birds. "Where are you from?" "Do all people in Britain drink tea?" "Do you have a girlfriend?" I laughed at all these questions, mainly the girlfriend one. Me and Thomas started walking off-campus as the bell rang. "Oh I know, I can borrow my dad's truck tomorrow so we can go carpooling!" Thomas says as we make conversation. "I mean, that'd be fun..." I say, not wanting to do it because I wouldn't want him seeing where I live. 

"Do you not want to come?" He says, sad eyes filling his face. "Well, I do! I just- I don't live in a nice place..." I say, making him smile softly. "Newt, I would never judge you for anything." He said the last word like he was implying something. I felt my brain start to spin as I thought about saying the words. Those words. Being gay isn't something that's easy. It's hard and frustrating, I barely even want to go to school sometimes because the bullying got so bad. 

"Look Newt, I don't want you to tell me anything you don't want to but I just wanted to tell you that I'm openly bisexual. So I know what the bullying is like." I felt like the bloody shank just read my mind. I smile at him and graze his fingertips with mine, acting like it was an accident although I know it wasn't. "Well Tommy, you're the first person I've told this to... I- I'm gay." I say, the words spilling out before I could stop them. He stops and hugs me tightly, his arms wrapping around my back. "I'm so proud of you Newt, I know that must have been hard." He says, making me smile so hard I could feel my face hurting. I hug him back and soon I just comprehended what I did. I just told someone I was gay.

I start crying, wiping the tears with my hand. Thomas pulls out of the hug and wipes my tears away. "Newt, it's okay... You're so brave for telling me this." He says, I smile and sniffle. We start walking towards the fast food place by our school. He orders a few things and turns to me, "What do you want?" I look at the menu and think of my weight. I push the thought down and order some fries and a milkshake. We sit together at a table, across from each other. "So, I wanna get to know you more... Why did you come to America?" He asked as I felt my heart sink. It's okay Newt, you can tell him.

"Well, my mom didn't have enough money after my dad left so we had to move to a more affordable place." I said, the hairs on my nape sticking up embarrassingly. "Oh, well it's not like I care much. I used to be dirt poor before my dad came back." He said, making me feel a bit better. I smile as the food comes out, making me think about my weight again. I shoved the food down and pushed the bad thoughts away. "So Tommy, time for my question." I said, making him chuckle. "Shoot." He says, making me stop what I was doing to ask him the question. "What's good about Teresa? I mean she's pretty but like, what else?" I asked, a tinge of jealousy nipping at my voice. "Well, she's really smart, and um.." He says, making me chuckle. "So, not much to go off of mate." I say, making him grin. "Me and her have been dating for like, 3 months. I'm only telling you this but she's mainly a filler. Like, I don't know how to make that sound better but it's the truth." 

I smile and nod, taking in the information. Teresa was a filler. Noted. I finish my food before Thomas and smile as he makes walrus teeth with his fries. "Newt, you wanna go somewhere? Like, not kidnapping you or anything but I wanna take you somewhere only I know." I grin widely, and nod vigorously. "I'd follow you anywhere Tommy." I say, making him blush a bit. He starts walking out and onto the road, to a field that was behind a church. "Tommy, don't kill me out here, k?" I say, making Thomas laugh. "Never." He said as he took my hand in his and started running to a nearby meadow. 

We stop, out of breath. He looks at me, hunger in his eyes. "You okay mate, you're looking a bit-" I said, but got cut off quite quickly to Thomas' lips crashing into mine. I kiss him slightly before pulling away. "Sorry- I'm so sorry Newt, I shouldn't have done that. Shucking idio-" I cut off his words by crashing into his lips once more. He grins against my lips and I grab at his hair, nipping his lip. He takes that as a sign of entry, his tongue dancing against mine. We break away, our forehead together in one. "Newt, you are the most handsome boy I think I've ever laid eyes on. Your beauty matches none other." He says, making my insides twirl with happiness. "I could say the same about you mate, I don't think I've ever wanted something more" I say, making his lips crash onto mine again in a heavy hot haze.

He grabs at my body, hunger filling his groans. He pulls my waist closer to his, his hands going up my shirt. I gasp against his cold hands, the kiss faltering for a second. "Newt, you're perfect." He says, making my heart fill up into one giant ball of butterflies. I guide his hands higher as we kiss harder, more passion and hunger. He starts rubbing up and down my chest, stopping his hand across my heart. I take this chance to put my hands up his shirt. I practice making lines against every ab, every corner of his body, every crevice where I can go. I stop my hands on his waistband. I pull him even closer, the only thing separating us are now clothes. I feel his hands go against my ass, rubbing and making circles with his fingers. 

He grabs my ass hungrily, making me gasp and let out a slight moan. We let go of each other's mouths again. "Newt, if we keep going I might not be able to stop..." He says, making me blush. "Okay, well I guess we should stop... I can't have you a bloody mess before the school day ends." I say, earning a chuckle from Thomas. "Sure, like you wouldn't be the one letting out all those amazing sounds." I laugh, he chuckles. Everything in the world stops as I look into his eyes, the ones I so adored. I give him a peck and start walking away, Thomas following.

"Soooo, carpooling with Min tomorrow sound good?" He asks, making me nod my head. "Sure, just pick me up first so Minho doesn't have to see where I live." I say, causing Thomas to give me a frown and curl his pinky up to meet mine. "You're too cute Tommy, always doing cute shit." I mutter the last words under my breath. He smiles widely and lets go of my pinky as we walk back to the school in time for the bell to ring. "What class do you have?" I ask, making Thomas groan. "Math, geometry to be exact." He says, making me smile. "Well if you ever need help, I slightly excel in math." I say, causing him to snicker. "What, don't believe me now do you? Well I'll show you." I say, causing Thomas to laugh. 

We make it before the tardy bell, 6th being biology for me. I go in, seeing a face I didn't really wanna see. Janson.