Summer camp| tmr x tw |

you weren't joking?

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"This bitch honestly thinks she can get away with trying to kiss you?! OH HELL NO!" Thomas yelled.

He stood up and walked towards the girl across the cafeteria who had tried to kiss Newt when Thomas hadn't been near. He taps her on her shoulder, and like the bitch she is she gives him a 'The fuck do you want' look.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"The boy you tried to kiss? That gorgeous blond boy? He's engaged. So leave my man be, or I'll rip your fake nails off and stick them up your nose," he says and gives her his best bitch face.

"Engaged? Really? Lamest excuse ever," she rolled her eyes.

"Oh really? Then what the fuck is this?" He says as he practically shoved his ring in her face.

"A ring? Doesn't have to be an engagement ring."

"BITC-" Newt picked him up and started dragging Thomas away.

"NEWT PUT ME DOWN! I'M GONNA END THAT BITCH!"

"Tommy, I love you, but shut the shuck up. I think she gets it."

She winked at Newt and made a 'call me' gesture, Thomas lost it.

"PUT ME THE SHUCK DOWN NEWT! I'M GONNA KILL HER! IM GOING TO KILL HER—"

"Isn't that Gemma? Doesn't she have PE with you? Like the class after lunch?" Scott asked.

Thomas immediately stopped trashing around and a smirk formed on his face.

"Oh no."

"Oh yes!"

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Thomas grinned, they were playing hockey. A sport 'Gemma' apparently was very good at. But Thomas hadn't been doing his best. He smirks again, it's nothing against the other girls, but he's going to kick their arses. They're doing girls against boys.

So, sorry, girls, but no-one gets away with trying to kiss Newt. Once the ball was near Thomas he ran at it, smirking.

***

"HOW?!" Everyone yelled as Thomas made the 16th goal. Thomas shrugs innocently, "I'm just giving payback."

"You're humiliating me!" Gemma cried out dramatically.

"Shouldn't have tried kiss my man, Shank, everyone knows that."

"He's not--"

"Oh bloody hell," Newt sighed. "I'm getting married to him! We told you both that we're engaged. I bloody proposed to him two years ago. Leave us the hell alone!"

"Wait, you weren't joking?"

"NO!" 

"We love each other so shucking much. You have no freaking clue!" Thomas yelled.

"But when is the wedding then?"

"Next year in July. It'll be a beach wedding and-- Oh, Tommy, we still need to force Brenda into the bridesmaids dress. We completely forgot that!"

"OH MY GOD! We did!"

"OH SNAP! Teresa still has to get the dresses tailored."

"Wait, she hasn't already? I told her to do it when we were in the Safe Haven!"

"Damn her."

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so i know this is short sowwy