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Newt TMR series AU

Sometimes it was hard being the only girl in your class, but other times, you definitely benefitted. Like now. The time when everyone was getting asked to prom.
You stared at Newt from where you sat, eating your lunch. He had on his trademark leather jacket and his hair was tousled a little from running his hand through it so many times. He wasn't eating, just staring at the table deep in thought. He seemed stressed, worried and hopeless all at the same time. Maybe you should go talk to him...
Just as you stood to go talk to him, you heard loud rhythmic clicking coming towards you, like horse hooves on tile. You look to your left and your jaw drops when you see it really was a horse. Who on Earth had a horse in the college?
The horse skids to a stop in front of you and you slam backwards into the table you'd been sitting at, afraid the horse was going to run over you. You glare at the person riding it. They were in a full suit of armor and they slid their helmet open. It was Minho. One of your best friends.
"Minho? What are you doing with a horse in here?" You exclaim in astonishment.
"Asking you to prom," he smirks. He slides off the horse gracefully and drops in front of you loudly.
"Y/N, will you be my princess for a night and go to prom with me?" Minho was holding a tiara, and you stared at it in confusion. Did you take it if you accepted it or...?
"I...er..."
"If you need time to think about it, just let me know," he gave you a big smile. "But let me know either way soon because I need to leave or else I'll be kicked off campus."
"I'll think about it," you force a smile.
Minho accepts your answer and hands the crown to you. "In case you decide to go with me."
Then, he jumps back onto the horse and races through the cafeteria. You pause with the tiara in one hand and the table under your other. It wasn't the first time you'd been asked to prom this year but man was it the most memorable. You look from the tiara and up, to where Newt sat. Then back to the tiara, and repeat.
If Newt didn't ask you to prom soon like you were hoping...you'd have to accept Minhos offer. Or one of the other five guys that had already asked you. You just really, really hoped Newt would ask.
You sat back down and finished your lunch, deep in thought. The crown sat in your sight and every once in a while you'd peek over your shoulder to glance at Newt, until one time you looked, he was gone.
***
Brenda runs up next to you in the way to your next class, and starts screeching. You eventually calm her down and ask what she was so excited, or terrified, about.
"Thomas! He asked me to PROM!" She spun around once and pushed her hands to her mouth. She was such a girl sometimes.
"I'm so happy for you! That's really amazing!" You said with a lack of enthusiasm.
Her excited eyes fell and she lowered her hands. "Has anyone asked you?"
You nod quickly. "Yeah actually. Five guys."
"Wow! Someone's popular. So why are you being such a downer?" Brenda playfully punched her arm with a sympathetic look.
"Newt hasn't asked me yet. I don't know if he will." Saying the words made them that much more read and you frown.
"Oh honey..." Brenda sighed. "You didn't know? He asked Teresa today. Like, just an hour ago."
Yep that was it. The sound of your hear breaking and shattering on the ground. "Oh..."
Brenda put an arm around you. "But I'm sure you'll have just as much fun with someone else! You don't need 'im," she said positively. You nod and force a half smile.
Later, you run into Minho and stop him. "Hey...Minho. I'll go to prom with you."
Minhos eyes filled with excitement and he linked arms with you. "My best friend and I are going to have the best night at prom, alright?"
You nod and try to smile though it doesn't meet your eyes. You knew you'd still have fun.
***
"Hey Brenda?" You ask her. She was your roommate too, so she could help you with this stupid latch on your dress that you couldn't quite get yourself.
"Yeah!" She called from the kitchen. She came around the corner with a bagel in her mouth and didn't have to be told what to do. She hooked the latch and adjusted your hair over it along with the crown Minho gave you in front.
"Euifuul!" She said behind the bagel.
You give her a look and she spits it out. "Beautiful," she says sheepishly.
You shake your head at her and look at her black gown. It had gems that seemed to sparkle around the entire thing and it looked amazing on her. Yours was a dark red, with the fabric folded just right to make you stand out. Simple but pretty.
"Ready?" you ask.
"Ready," she says and links her arm with yours.
The dance was crowded, to say the least. A table of food was at one end and the people dancing were at the other. No one drank the punch.
Minho and Thomas greeted you at the door and took your hands. Minho had a matching red tie for you and Thomas a black one to match Brenda.
You danced with Minho for a couple songs, but your mind was on Newt. Where was he and Teresa? Were they having more fun than you were? Probably.
Then you spotted him, walking alone. He was heading your way, unaware you were there. You sent Minho to get drinks, but not the punch, and walked up to Newt.
"Hey!" You said over the loud music.
Newt stopped and looked to you. He didn't say anything, but his mouth popped open slightly and you didn't think he was breathing. He was staring at your face, the dress, your hair, and then your eyes.
"Y/N!" He finally breathed. "Y-you look gorgeous..."
Your cheeks heated up and you said your thanks. "So where's Teresa?"
Newts eyebrows furrowed and he looked behind him. "She went back to her dorm, she wasn't feeling well. I think it's that bloody punch, honestly."
You laugh. "So why'd you ask her? Do you guys have a thing going on or..?"
Newts eyebrows shot up. "Oh! No, nothing like that. She was just a last minute decision...I was planning on asking you, but Minho beat me to it."
You freeze. Was he serious? "No, Newt. I was waiting for you the entire time. When I heard you were going with Teresa, I accepted Minhos offer."
Newt pushed his hand through his hair. "Really? I was that oblivious?"
You laugh and nod. What a stupid coincidence this was.
Suddenly Minho bursts through the crowd and stumbles into you. He was bent over, breathing heavily and looked quite sick.
"Oh my gosh! Minho! Are you alright?" You asked and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I drank...the punch."
You bite your lip . "Minho maybe you should go lie down."
Minho nodded and walked away, half crouched. He had apologized before leaving, and you immediately forgave him. Poor guy. What had people put in the punch?
Newt sighed and put his hand in his pockets. "Well, both our dates are gone, aren't they?"
You nod. "Yeah I guess so," you smile.
A slow song turns on and Newt holds out his hand. "Do you want to dance?"
A real, genuine smile crawls over your mouth and you nod. "I would love to."