Paradise - A Newt Imagine

Chapter Ten

You had all agreed that the boys would crash at Minho and Gally's house whereas you would stay at Mickey and Olly's before the party. So, of course, before you got all made up, you got pizza.

"Shall we get two? I mean, it's buy one get one free get one free." Olly clicked her tongue as she surveyed the menu on the side of the pizza truck. The pizza guy was not very subtle as his eyes wandered over Mickey; Olly spotted this and immediately slung an arm around Mickey's waist, nuzzling her head into the crook of her neck. The red head caught on instantly.

"I don't know," she bit her lip and absent mindedly played with Olly's slender fingers, "think of the calories."

Olly sighed and addressed the boy behind the counter, "Me, my friend, and my girlfriend, would like to order two large-"

"Large?!"

" Large pizzas please." she smiled sweetly at Mickey's look of pure horror. "Oh, and two Mars bars."

Mickey glared but Olly simply grinned and pecked her on her porcelain cheek.

In the car ride back you sat in the back seat holding the pizza boxes and munching on your chocolate; Olly drove and ate hers while Mickey slouched in the passenger seat.

"You could have at least got me a Mars bar." she grumbled.

"But Mickey," her voice a perfect imitation or Mickey's, "think of the calories!"

On the other side of town, the boys had had the same idea. Minho and Newt had been gone about five minutes before Gally got a text.

Newt: pick us up, we're on the east side of town near that little post office

Gally: I'll be there in 5

"How did you guys crash?" Gally asked Newt and Minho as they climbed into the back seat of his truck.

Newt looked at Minho, "Well, we were driving and there was a deer in the road that Minho didn't notice."

Minho hid his face in his hands.

"So I said, 'Minho, deer!' and do you want to tell Gally what your response was?"

Minho looked up. "Yes honey?"

Gally slapped him upside the head and drove them home.

Mickey had somehow pinned white sheets to the door frames between her bathroom, sitting room and kitchen so you could have your own 'dressing rooms' for putting on your costumes.

"All come out at the same time." Olly yelled. Her voice sounded strained, "Damn dress." she muttered.

"I told you to get the next size up." Mickey called back.

"Don't patronize me."

You had chosen to go as a dead school girl; ripped blood-stained blouse, fishnet tights, red patchwork skirt and a matching tie. Your hair was furiously back combed and sprayed with light white highlights. You lightly dusted your cheeks with a pale blush, lining your eyes and applying jet black lipstick you'd borrowed form Mickey. Your eyes and lips stood out, commanding attention. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you smiled, thinking about the person you'd been in the Glade and how they'd be absolutely flabbergasted to see you now.

"Are you guys ready?" Mickey's voice carried across.

"Yep." you spun on the spot and ruffled your hair.

"No hang on lemme just do my eye liner." Olly's frustrated voice called.

"Babe, we all know you suck at eye make-up."