So I start school tomorrow so I decided I'd write a school modern day. Yay.
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"Guys we're gonna be late if you don't bloody hurry up." Newt said annoyed. Minho and Thomas were lollygagging around and it was going to make them for school.
"You don't have to wait for us," Minho said. "Just go on."
"Oh that's a good idea, Minho." Newt rolled his eyes. "But you've seemed to forget that we're STANDING IN YOUR DRIVEWAY, TAKING YOUR CAR TO SCHOOL. WHICH BY THE WAY WE'RE GONNA BE LATE TO IF YOU TWO DON'T BLOODY HURRY UP!" Newt said, waving his arms around as he talked.
"Chill Newt. We'll get there on time." Thomas said. "Look at this cricket I caught." He showed it to Newt.
"Thomas."
"Yeah Newt?"
"We are going to be late."
"Newt, what's your problem? You're acting like my mom." Thomas said as he let the cricket go.
Minho laughed.
"Mama Newt."
Newt glared at him.
"Fine, fine we'll leave." Minho said getting in the driver's seat, Thomas getting into the passenger's seat. Newt still stood in the driveway.
Minho looked over at him.
"Hurry up shank, we're gonna be bloody late."
