Something More ~ Newtmas

Something More ~ Newtmas

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Thomas was trying find a history book in the library that he needed to study. While looking through the shelves. He finds a tall blonde boy, and a shorter darker boy talking to each other. Since Thomas was new to the school. He quickly turned away and hid behind a trolly. When the two boys walked past, he quickly found his book and ran to get it checked out. There was no librarian to check his book out so he had to wait. While waiting he found himself being talked to by the boys he hid from earlier. And one boy in particular, couldn't keep his eyes off Thomas. Through out the week. He grows closer to the blonde boy and finds himself with a good little friend group. But one of his friends doesn't want to be his friend. He wants to be something more.
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