𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

075 - Illegal night visit

CHAPTER 75
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Nolan and I are heading towards an area where there are tables. Lots of tables.

Tables of four, five up to twelve people.

They're eating dinner together.

Maybe many things haven't changed after all and humans still try to keep traditions. Such as eating at a certain time and not skipping a meal. Three times a day a meal that gets them through the day.

Then we spot them. Our group is sitting at a table already eating.

We walk towards them and his arm is still wrapped around my shoulder, which doesn't bother me not at the slightest.

"Hey shanks-we saved you plates and a seat". Minho greeted us.

"Thank you shuck face". Nolan replied and as he walked past Minho he messed his hair a little.

"Hey-! Never do that ever again". Minho threatened with a look that almost made him look murderous for a second.

One thing to note down-

Never mess with Minho's hair. He will be psychotic with it. He will make sure you never see the sun again.

I sat in the opposite direction and Brenda was sitting on my left.

Surprised but also relieved I turn to her.

"Hey, are you feeling better?" I ask softly. This is the first time I actually try to be friends with a girl.

I don't know how to act properly. But she doesn't seem like the sort of girl that if you say something stupid she'll be offended. Instead, I believe she would laugh.

"Yeah actually whatever they gave me worked. I haven't felt more fresh these days". She replies with a chuckle.

I turned to the food in front of me and decided that I should eat in silence.

But silence doesn't want me to eat alone.

"Hey". A feminine voice spoke. I glanced up and I didn't see either Harriet or Sonya.

It was another girl.

And she was pretty. Very pretty.

"You're the new group of immunes that came earlier today, right?" She asked. There was something about her. Confidence, toughness-

Determination.

"Yes, we are". Thomas replied before anyone could. Everyone had looked up at her except for one person-Minho.

He didn't bother in the slightest to spare any glance at her. He continued to eat his food in silence.

"Good". She nodded. "I'm Emmaline and I got assigned to look out for you-".

There was a snort coming from across the table.

My eyes widened and all of our heads turned to that person.

Minho.

"So you're just here to babysit?" He scoffed and now he glanced up at her, something in his expression immediately changed.

"Got a problem with that pretty boy?" Emmaline crossed her arms over to her chest, giving the impression that she would win this argument.

But damn. This girl knows exactly how to talk back with sarcasm and sass. Maybe Minho and her, have that in common.