ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

Fifty Five

Newt and Thomas walk to school the next day, hand in hand. Minho and Brenda wait for them by the bus stop. Minho looks at them.

"Brenda, help me out here," He says. "What's different?"

"I don't know what your talking about." She says. "Oh, wait. No, I see it."

"See what?" Thomas asks. "There's noth-"

Thomas doesn't get to finish before Minho gasps.

"You had sex!" He says, pointing at them.

"How the hell did you know that?" Newt asks before realizing he gave them away. "I mean, I don't know what you're talking about."

"EVERYBODY STOP MOVING I NEED TO PROCESS THIS!" Brenda shouts. 

Thomas jumps slightly. "Jesus, I didn't realize you cared so much. Or at all, really. Why do you care exactly?"

"OBVIOUSLY I CARE, THOMAS!" She says, still shouting.

"Brenda, could you  maybe just speak a little quieter?" Thomas asks, wincing slightly.

"NO FUCKING WAY!" She says. "YOU GUYS DID IT!"

"Oh, a little louder please, I don't think someone in the next neighborhood heard you." Thomas says sarcastically. "Can we all shut up? Please?"

Newt laughs. "Come on, Tommy, they're sweet."

"OH, DON'T GET ME STARTED ON YOU!" Brenda says.

"Brenda, seriously with the shouting." Newt says. 

"Sorry." She says. "Tell me everything."

"No!" Newt says. "That's weird!"

"You baby." Brenda says, elbowing him. "Minho, help me here."

"Oh, I don't really want to hear." Minho says. "I'd actually prefer to stay in the dark on this one."

Newt laughs again. "Well, you both are going to have to, because that is fucking weird, Brenda."

"No, it's not!" She says. "If you were a girl, you'd tell me."

"And yet I'm not." He says. "So no. Come on, Tommy."

He pulls him onto the bus and they sit down. Brenda sits next to them and then Minho does too. Newt moves so he's laying across all three of them, leaning against the wall. 

"This isn't very safe." Thomas says.

"Oh well." Newt says. "It's comfortable. And anyway, there's room."

"Not safe room." Thomas says.

"Oh, well, you'd know." Brenda says.

"What does that even mean?" Thomas asks, looking at her.

Brenda just laughs. "I'm not over this. I will get details."

"Um, no you won't." Newt says. "How would you if no one will tell you?"

"Thomas'll tell me." Brenda says.

"Thomas?" Newt says. "Is this true?"

"I never agreed to anything!" Thomas says, throwing his hands in the air, making Newt move.

"Jesus!" Newt says. "You're going to make me die!"

Newt wraps his arms around his neck, sitting up slightly. Thomas chuckles.

"Sorry." Thomas says. "Didn't mean to."

"And you'd better not tell her a fucking thing, Tommy." Newt says, glaring at him. "Or never again."

"Okay, yeah, not a word, Brenda, sorry." Thomas says, turning back to her. 

Newt nods. "Yup. See, I have my ways."

"You don't have your ways." Brenda says. "You just threaten him!"

Minho shrugs. "Seems like as good a way as any to me."

Brenda rolls her eyes. "Men."

"I know, right?" Newt says, rolling his eyes too, but he's smiling. 

"You don't get to say that." Brenda says. "You are one."

Newt scoffs. "Whatever. I can still say it."

"Not really," Thomas says.

"Tommy!" Newt says. "You're supposed to be on my side!"

"Am I?" Thomas asks. 

Newt looks at him. "Yes. Yes, you are."

"Fine." Thomas says. 

After school, Lizzy walks into Newt's room, hands on her hips.

"Oh, hey, Liz." Newt says, looking up from his phone. "What's up?"

"You know exactly what's up." She says, eyes narrowed.

"No, I don't." Newt says. "I really don't."

"Okay, then, tell me what you did yesterday." Lizzy says. 

Newt turns red. "Oh."

"Yeah." She says. 

"How did you find out?" Newt asks, looking at her. 

"I have my ways." She says. Newt looks at her. "I made Thomas tell me."

"Of course." Newt says. 

"Why didn't you tell me!?" Lizzy says, hitting him. 

"Hey!" Newt says, putting his hands up in self defense. "You're too young!"

"I'm fourteen!" She says. "You. Should. Have. Told. Me. You. Fucking. Asshole!" She hits him between each word. 

"Lizzy!" Newt says. "Quit it! I'm sorry, okay!?"

"You'd better be." She says, raising her hand again.

"Don't hit me!" He says. "Please!"

She sighs. She hugs him. "You'd better tell me things in the future."

"Fine." He says, hugging her back, slightly apprehensive. "I will."

"Good." She says. "Now I have to go."

"Bye, weirdo." He says.

"Bye."

A/N: MY FRIEND SAID I WOULD STOP TALKING ABOUT NEWTMAS JUST BECAUSE I LEFT MY BOOKS AT HOME! HOW WRONG HE WAS! MWAHAHAHAHA! Anyway, thanks for reading! Love you guys.