it was only just the beginning - niles

two

{SUPER UNEDITED I'M SORRY}

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the rest of the day was a blur until lunch. he didn't even pay attention in his classes, he was thinking of stiles. it was weird, he's never moved this fast with someone. well they weren't going anywhere, but he couldn't stop thinking about how cute he was.

lunch was a blessing, to get away from those shitty teachers. they're all so boring. newt sat with scott and stiles obviously. two girls and three other boys joined them. their names were lydia, malia, liam, corey, and mason. newt was good with names, so he remembered them fast.

"he's new." scott said to them. "where are you from, newt?" scott turned to him.

"all over, i move around a lot. i just came from new orleans, though." newt replied, pushing food around his plate.

"with your parents? or like an uncle?" lydia asked, she was beautiful. a little too beautiful. he would steal glances at her in awe.

"no, i live alone." he quietly replied, clearing his throat.

"really? if you don't mind me asking, why?" stiles rested his chin on his hand, intrigued.

"they never accepted me." newt was very good at lying, he's done it for years. he's liked making up new stories to tell new people.

"you're gay?" mason asked, leaning in.

"well, i'm more of a 'i don't care about gender' kind of guy. if i like you, i like you." newt looked towards stiles. he was grinning. it made newt blush on the inside, he's cheeks never reddened.

"so," newt began, changing the subject. "do you guys play any sports? football? soccer?" he asked.

scott shook his head. "lacrosse. you're pretty strong, you should join." stiles was nodding his head.

"sure!" newt decided to try this sport out. every high school he went to was always all over football or soccer, he liked a change every once in a while.

stiles was starting to like this new mysterious guy, with a cute accent, even more.

after school ended, newt looked for stiles. he went into the locker room and found stiles changing, he had no shirt on. newt ignored it and slammed him against the locker. "what !?" stiles was caught by surprise.

"what are you trying to do here, huh pretty boy? huh? i see you look at me, i notice everything you do."

"wow, uh, sure that;s not creepy." newt hardened his grip on stiles. "okay, okay, are you trying to say you got a thing for me, though?"

"i-uh, no-i. STOP!" newt never got flabbergasted, he was experiencing many new things here in beacon hills. stiles smirked. newt rolled his eyes and threw stiles back on the bench. "get a shirt on, faggot!" being rude always helped newt cover up his emotions, he turned to that method a lot.

now it was time to dominate in lacrosse, a very odd sport to be the center of attention of america.

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w.c 509

(I will fix everything later, just a quick and smaller-ish update for now. STAY TUNED)