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the bell rung suddenly and thomas rushed to put his guitar back in the case, zipping it up in a hurry and slinging it onto his back. he jogged to the door in order to catch up to the blonde beauty already walking out for lunch.

"hey," thomas called out, causing the blonde by to turn and look at him. newton gestured to himself with a questioning look, and thomas nodded. "yeah, you. hey," thomas said once he got close enough and walked along side newton, "i just wanted to say.. i though you played la vie en rose really well." thomas said with a sheepish smile.
"i-er.. thanks. i- i need to go.." and with that, newton fuck his head and sped up his steps, disappearing from thomas' sight. thomas sighed, feeling as though he said or did something wrong.

with a small frown settling onto his face, he dragged his feet all the way to the school canteen, trying to look out for his friends. he couldn't seem to find them, however, and sighed heavily. thomas' day went from good to a bit worse within five minutes. he's standing alone, in a giant foodhall, in a school he just started today. never had thomas felt so alone, so small.

a hand on his shoulder shook him from his thoughts, hearing a chuckle from beside him. thomas looked to the side and saw alby standing there, a hand on his shoulder.
"you alright there tom? ya looking a bit spaced out." alby commented with a smile on his face.
"hm?.. oh, yeah i'm fine, just a bit distant but fine nevertheless!" he laughed slightly.
"ah.. well, my friend is sat over there, you comin'?" and with that, thomas and alby made their way over to alby's friend.

when they reached the table, a boy with his jacket hood up sat with his head down and his back straight.
"newton, hey?" alby greeted the boy as he looked up, who thomas now knew was the blonde boy from his music class. newton looked at alby and nodded his head in acknowledgement before going back to looking down, an earphone now prominent in his left ear. alby sat down opposite newton, and motioned for thomas to sit next to the blonde. hesitantly, thomas took a seat to the right of the boy and rested his clasped hands on the table awkwardly. he looked over at newton who still had his good up and head down. he sighed.

"don't mind him, thomas. newton isn't the talkative type, don't let it get you down." alby commented, seeing the small from etched onto the brunettes face.
"oh, okay. well.. i think i might go and get something from the queue, do you guys want anything?" thomas offered? an alby thought.
"just water and a flapjack please mate. newton, want anything?" alby nudged the blonde with his foot and the boy squeaked out a quite "apple", and thomas nodded.

thomas got out of his seat and made his way to join the queue. the queue was quite a bit shorter than last break, and within a minute he was at the front. he grabbed three waters, a flapjack and an apple. newton didn't ask for a drink, but thomas didn't want the boy to go thirsty for the next two lessons, so he figured he'd get him one anyway. he made his way back to the table and gave minho the flapjack and a water. he placed his own water on the table and then tapped newton. the blonde pulled the earphone out of his left ear and pocketed it, looking up at thomas.

thomas handed newton the apple, and then slid the water bottle over to him. the blonde eyed the bottle, opening his mouth to quietly protest, and say that he didn't ask for water, but thomas cut him off.
"i know, you didn't ask for the drink.. just didn't want you to be thirsty for the rest of the school day.." thomas commented. newton smiled slightly and then looked back down, mumbling a sheepish "thankyou" and tucking into his apple. thomas nodded at the boy as he heard a ding from his phone. he opened his phone to see a message from minho.

M- hey tom, me and teresa can't make it to lunch, sorry— we're helping our physics teacher with an experiment! meet you at the gates after school, bye!

thomas replied with a quick "okay, see you later!" and then put his phone away.
"teresa and minho couldn't make it to lunch." thomas informed the two, as newton continued eating his apple slowly and alby just nodded.
"so thomas, which subjects did you take?" alby asked, trying to clear the awkward but comfortable silence.
"the compulsory maths, english, sciences, for my language i took french. i took history, geography art, music and computer science. what about you two?" thomas replied, clasping his hands on the table again and switching from squeezing one had hard, to squeezing the other just as hard— a nervous trait.

"i took the compulsory. i also chose geography, p.e, computer science, drama and higher tier science. i didn't have to take a langue since i took a higher tier science. newton?" alby told thomas, signalling over to the blonde. newt looked up with his big, chocolate, doe eyes and looked over to thomas.
"i- er.." newton mumbled and fumbled over his words. alby laughed light-heartedly and spoke up, "he took the compulsory. he chose g—"
"geography.. er..music- art.. computer science and-er.. history.. my language was french.." newt mumbled suddenly, looking at thomas and then looking back down at his hands.
"well, looks like we'll be in all the same lessons, we have the same subjects and timetable." thomas smiled, which made newton nod and clasp his hands around his apple loosely, continuing to bite into it.

"he'll warm up to you a bit, tom, give it time." alby said suddenly, making thomas nod and give off a friendly smile. alby went back to eating his flapjack and thomas took a sip of his water. the bell sounded shortly after, and the students in the canteen slowly dispersed. alby got up, thomas following suit. alby walked off to his next lesson, and thomas began to stroll leisurely to his biology lesson. he was stopped momentarily, however, when a small hand gripped around his wrist faintly, making thomas turn abound. he was met with the captivating eyes of newton.

"i-er.. thanks. for the a-apple.. and water." newt thanked thomas, looking down every now and then, his wrist still wrapped loosely around thomas' wrist.
thomas smiled fondly,
"no problem. you have biology next, correct?" newton nodded, "walk together, newton?" and the blonde nodded again. moments later, his hand unwrapped itself from thomas' wrist and he looked up at him.
"newt." the blonde breathed. thomas looked into his eyes, a confused expression taking over.

"newt. you-er.. can call me n-newt. i-if you want, that is..."