Touch Of Memory

Chapter XXXIII

(I know this part might get criticized, because it "probably wouldn't happen", but honestly in my mind, it did. I mean, they're teenagers, that haven't been with the opposite sex for years, so I guess this would be 'normal'. Please don't forget that this is not an accurate representation of the book and the characters, and believe me, this plot will be very different. Lots of twist to come! Of course I appreciate your opinions, and constructive criticism helps me a lot! Anyway, I hope you'll keep reading and voting, and I'll keep updating regularly.)

It burned my throat. I had to force myself to swallow it without spitting it out. Newt seemed to enjoy his drink.

'Tastes good?' he asked.

'Very good,' I said ironically.

He laughed and kissed me. His lips burned too.

'More?' he asked.

'Definitely not,' I said.

'I'll be right back,' he said.

'Hey Maria! Come join us,' Rita shouted.

I did. I sat down next to her.

'Everyone, meet my friend Maria!' she said.

'I think they already know me...' I said.

'But you don't know them. This is Cam. He is very annoying. The guy next to him is Winston, and the one in front of him is Zart the Fart.' They all laughed, including Zart.

'I do know them. In case you don't remember-'

'I do not remember, and I do not want to. Chill out, let's have fun,' she said, giggling. I had never seen Rita this way.

'You want to have fun?' Cam asked her.

'I do,' she said.

'I can make you have lots of fun,' he said.

'How?' she asked.

And they started to make out. Everyone else made some weird noises, cheering for them. How would they feel tomorrow? Would they even remember this? Probably not. I was sick of it. Alby had died, and here they were, partying, like nothing had ever happened. Part of me wanted to join them, to have fun. But I couldn't. Newt sat on my lap, which was quite awkward.

'Rita and Cam are friends now,' Newt said.

'Yeah, would you mind switching positions?' That didn't sound very well.

'Oh, right, sorry,' he said.

I sat on his lap.

'How much did you drink?' I asked him.

'Five, maybe six more,' he said. 'Oh and I ate the best sandwich ever.'

That reminded me I hadn't eaten anything since the morning.

'I'll go get one, then,' I said.

'I'll come with you,' he said, extremely jolly.

We entered the kitchen. Frypan was chatting with Sofia and Minho.

'Here you are,' I said. 'We searched everywhere for you!'

'We were in the bathroom,' Sofia said.

'I need to go to the bathroom,' Newt said. 'I'll be right back.'

And just like that, he ran away, his limp very noticeable.