TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt AU // A Familiar Smell

* So I saw something like this on Tumblr and thought it would be fun to write lol *

I was rudely jerked awake by my obnoxious alarm clock blaring in my ear. I angrily slammed my fist into before hearing a crack. I looked up at the smashed clock coated in a layer of my own blood thanks to the glass.

I groaned and got up from the bed. I ran my hand under cold water allowing the glass to leave my hand. Sometimes I didn't know my own strength but most of the time i didn't cut myself. Thankfully, in minutes my wounds will heal. Perks of being a wolf.

"Morning (Y/N)," my father, Janson, greeted as I walked into the kitchen. An array of meat was placed on the kitchen table for my family to enjoy. I happily dug into the chicken leg, coated in its own blood of course.

"Happy to start at your new school?" My father asked sucking the blood and guts off his fingers.

"Hardly. I would rather be burned at the stake," I said over dramatically. I rolled my eyes and finished my small meal, well large meal, and slung my bag over my shoulder.

"Have a good day," my father said kissing my forehead.

"Yeah yeah," I mumbled and left the house with a loud slam of the door. I walked down the road of small cottages since it was an old and unique town. It was called Gladeville, which I had no idea where the name came from, and seems quaint.

I could see the large high school in the distance and internally groaned. New town, new school, new people, new way of living. All that could ruin my day today would be-

"Newt watch out!" Someone screamed before I was tackled to the ground. We both fell to the ground with loud thumps and groans afterwards.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry I wasn't looking," the boy repeated above me. He was still hovering over me which meant I had a perfect view. He had brown eyes with flecks of gold inside, shaggy dirty blond hair and thin (but kissable) lips.

But what stood out wasn't his looks -or the fact that he was still on top of me- it was his smell. He smelled of woods, like the aroma you get after it rains for a long time, and dog. I would know that smell anywhere. He was like me.

"It's okay," I said as he climbed off me. My skirt had ridden up my legs so most of my thighs were showing. I quickly tugged it down and took the boys hand extended for me. He pulled me up while we each wiped off any dirt from our clothes.

"Newt, we tell you this all the time," a tall boy with bushy eyebrows said throwing his hand on the blond's, I'm assuming who's name is Newt, shoulder. "You need to look while you're running." The boys eyes then fell on me before eying me up and down. He then licked his lips hungrily while still staring at me. "What do we owe the pleasure of seeing this beauty?"

I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest. "I think it's your fault I'm stuck here covered in dirt when I could have been left alone," I growled before, accidentally, actually growling and storming towards the doors.

I heard fast footsteps before someone joined beside me. It was the blond boy.

"Look I'm sorry about that. We were just playing around and I wasn't looking where I was going. And I'm sorry for well, him," he ranted while walking backwards with me towards the building. He wasn't looking where he was going, so when I went through the open door, his back hit the wall.

"Ouch," he whined and rubbed the back of his head. I giggled before covering my mouth to hide it. He blushed and followed me down the hall although I had no clue as to where I was going.

"You can make it up to me if you'd like," i offered spinning around to face him. He nodded eagerly. "I'm new and I have no idea where I'm going. Could you help me?"