Newt imagines 2

Old school friends pt2

Newt was sat on the lounge floor his face frowning over the coffee table, like you he was in his PJs. You slumped in wearing a dressing gown and fluffy slippers.

"Morning." Newt says pulling up from the coffee table, he was way too happy for this time in the morning.

"Morning." You yawn, stretch and fall onto the sofa. Yours and Newt's eyes watching each other intensely, your the one to pull away. "What ya doing?" You want to punch yourself, why was this so complicated? Ever since that fucking pillow fight...

"Oh, it's a jigsaw of the house."

Leaning forward you see the half done jigsaw. "Oh yeah I see."

He frowns again picking up the pieces. "Some of the pieces are missing."

You sit on the other side. "That sucks." He was right the puzzle needed more pieces than could be clearly seen here.

He casts down the piece he was holding and leans against the sofa behind him. "It's so annoying, the jigsaws at school were so looked after why can anyone do that here?"

You just shake your head, a little sparking lighting inside when he ran his hand through his hair. "What's your school like?" You say desperate for a distraction from him.

Was it sadness that flashed over his face? Or your imagination?

"I, err, I guess it's good, like the teaching is good and the exam results are....."

"You don't like it, do you?" Your curiosity and fascination struck, at dinner last night he had spoken so highly of it.

He scanned the room before shaking his head, his eyes low in shame. "It was alright inside just hard to continuously talk to stuck up rich kids who do so bloody much that's boring." A sigh. "It was outside that was horrible. When you would go to town the kids there would..." He shakes his head. "I'm just glad to not be going back."

You shuffle besides him an arm wrapped over his shoulders in aim to comfort however much it made you tingle. "Well, I promise joe and I are far from stuck up rich kids."

Right on queue Joe walks in clothed in baggy jeans and a top, a baseball cap tilted on his head and a large suitcase behind him. He opened it up, pulled out a skateboard and sat on the sofa with it on his lap. "Hey, I'm gonna skate I guess with you being a semi-guest and the other my baby sis that I should offer you guys to join." He rolls the wheels looking over you two.

"Yeah!" You say and quickly check with Newt - good to go.

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The day whizzed by, skating, finishing the jigsaw puzzle finding a couple pieces under the furniture and chilling about. The parents were finally beginning to open up and had announced a bbq for dinner -yum- with a bonfire and toasting marshmallows.

Joe, Newt and you sit around the bonfire eating hotdogs and burgers, the parents are off chatting as usual.

Talk was steady, a constant flow of laughter and giggles ran through the three of you.

"Newt." Your brother asks after a moments silence."what's it like being an only child?"

"It sucks." Newt shrugs bitting into a burger packed with ketchup. "My parents expect me to do and enjoy everything they do cause they haven't got another child to do anything with. Why you asking? Bored of y/n?"