anon // newtmas au

chapter one

"Stop Teresa," Thomas batted her hand away as she tried to ruffle his hair. It was getting too long, he was aware, but she did this every time she saw him. He wasn't in the mood today.

"Awe come on Tom, what's up with you?"

"Nothing." Thomas sighed. "I'm just tired."

"Okay I know for a fact that's a lie, something is bugging you."

Thomas huffed and took a bite of his sandwich. "It's stupid."

Teresa turned to him, looking almost slightly angry. "Tom. I'm your best friend. Whatever is bothering you isn't stupid to me."

Thomas huffed and pulled out his phone, opening the instagram app. He got the DM two days ago from a completely anonymous account, there was no profile picture and the name was @ITG.A5. He still hadn't replied.

He tapped on the conversation and slid the phone over to Teresa. He watched her face contort in confusion as she tapped and scrolled. Then, to Thomas' surprise she started grinning.

"What are you so happy about?"

"This! This is adorable!" Teresa was grinning ear to ear as she clutched the phone. "'hey, I know you don't know who I am because I'm too nervous to actually talk to you, but you're the cutest thing I've ever seen.'" Teresa slapped his arm. "This is seriously just-ugh!"

Thomas rolled his eyes in amusement at his best friend. "You don't think it's creepy? What should I do about it?"

"It's not really creepy, but for one you should repl-Tom!" She suddenly gasped. "This was TWO days ago! What the hell are you doing?!"

Thomas shrugged. "I thought it was just someone being stupid."

"Or it's actually a really sweet boy who's just nervous to talk to you, like he said he is, and you're the one being stupid...I'm replying for you," Teresa stated as she started typing away.

"What are you saying!" Thomas' eyes widened as he tried to snatch the phone from her.

"Tom relax!" Teresa yelled as she kicked him away. Thomas scowled as her foot connected with his thigh.

"Tell me what you're saying!"

Teresa handed the phone back to him after a second, a proud look on her face.

Thomas looked down at the screen, his heart rate relaxing back to normal as he realized that what Teresa had said wasn't really that bad.

"'Thank you :) care to tell me who you are?' Really T? I don't use smiley faces."

"Shut up, he'll think it's cute...I really want to know who it is."

Thomas pocketed his phone, going back to his sandwich. He really wanted to know who it was too, but he couldn't act too invested in it, then Teresa would take it too far. "If I find out, I'll be sure to tell you."

That seemed to satisfy her because she turned to her own lunch and started to eat, only pausing to wave Gally and Brenda over. Thomas and Gally didn't get along too well, but he really liked Brenda. He could count the four of them as a pretty tight friend group despite his and Gally's differences.

The table submerged in chatter that Thomas stopped paying attention to. His thoughts drifted off to the anonymous message sender. He racked his brain, trying to figure out who it could be. Of course, that's ignoring that possibility that it all really was just a stupid prank. He let his eyes skip around the cafeteria, it could be anyone, he didn't even know if they went to the school. He never hid his sexuality, he was out to everyone which made him pretty positive that it could be a boy. His eyes suddenly stopped on a table, Alby's table. Alby was the leader of student council, built very muscular and super smart. His dark skin made his brown eyes look soft, he wasn't bad looking. Thomas didn't know much about him, or what he was into, but he added him to the list of possibilities he was formulating in his head. He was about to move onto the next table when Teresa slapped his arm, jumping him out of his thoughts.