The Last Year of School - A Thomesa Fanfiction

"Shut up, Newt."

Hi I'm gonna do a chapter from Thomas POV to celebrate 100 reads, enjoy.

Sometimes I wonder if being popular means anything at all.

All it means is that you have more people bothering you, wanting to be your friend and using you to be popular themselves.

Yeah, my life may seem perfect - I have good friends, an encouraging future and a girlfriend, but on the inside I'm broken. My parents never seemed to bother with me, always too busy to give me any attention, always focused on my brother, Chuck.

It's like asking a person a question but never telling them what they need to do to solve it. I've tried over and over but nothing. I don't even know why I'm trying. I should have stopped trying a long time ago because it only ends in failure.

I don't think I would survive without my friends. They always know how to cheer me up, even when I don't feel like smiling.

Monday. The word is like poison for me.
I physically gag at the thought, getting up early after having the weekend of sleeping and basically doing nothing else.

Getting up, dressed, breakfast then the bus. My life is a story repeating itself.

I am greeted by my friends and Brenda, my girlfriend, when I get on the bus.

I know I should be grateful for Brenda but I only go out with her to stop other people asking me out and flirting with me, although it doesn't seem to work.

We all walk down the school corridor, and when I bump into someone, my friends go ahead.

I look to see who I've bumped into, and I turn into stone.

Sparkling blue eyes, black straight hair, skin smooth and radiant.

The only thought going through my mind is 'She's beautiful'. A hell of a lot prettier than Brenda.

"Sorry, did I knock into you?" I force out.

She looks at me as if she's trying to see into my soul.

"I don't think I've seen you around. Are you new?"

No reply. Just a blank stare.

I wave my hand in front of her. "Hello?"

"Sorry, yeah, I'm new, just started." She says.

She smiles, as if she couldn't get even more beautiful.

"Cool. Would you like me to show you around?" I offer, trying to hide the fact that I'm shivering slightly.

"Sure, that'd be nice. I can't seem to find my way around." She laughs and it feels like time has stopped.

"Can I see your timetable?"

I glance at her timetable and the only lesson we don't have is Maths and French. I smile to myself.

"Wow, looks like we'll be spending a lot of time together! The only lessons we haven't got together are Maths and French."

She smiles again and all I can do is gape like a fool.

I'm sat talking to Newt when she walks in.

"Saw you flirting with that chick earlier." Newt says poking my back.

"Shut up, Newt." I whisper .

"Yeah, well, just be glad Brenda wasn't there."

Oh crap, I forgot about her.

"She's new here, I was just being friendly."

"Yeah, well, don't tell Brenda"

"Shut up, Newt" I groan.

I see Teresa sit down next to me but her expression has changed. She seems, well, mad.

"Hey." I greet, trying to ease the tension.

"Hi." She says through gritted teeth.

Yep, definitely seems mad at me.

"*cough* Rejected *cough*" Newt 'coughs'.

I turn around and tell Newt to shut up, again.

When the teacher starts class, I talk to her.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No. Why would I be mad?"

I can't read her face, so I have no idea whether she really means it.

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking."

She ignores me for the rest of the lesson.

So much for a good start to the day. All my happiness has officially gone down the drain.

When the lesson finally finishes I ask her,

"Do you need any help getting to your next lesson?"

"I'm good, but thanks for the offer."

She walks off and I stare at her, sadly.

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To be honest I have no idea how to carry on this story. Mail me for any ideas