Marble run challenge

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You stand amongst the crowd of boys, your arms crossed, listening to Alby.

"So the aim of the competition is for each group to build a marble run, but you have to make a marble run that takes the marble the slowest time to get from the top to the bottom.
You will be awarded points on: the longest time, the best design and the best team work.
You will be in groups of three.."

"Do we get to pick our teams?" A voice shouts from behind you.

"Shuckin' hang on shank." Alby continues, "you do get to pick your teams of three. I will be the judge. The rules are: you have to use the materials given to your group, you must use the marble given to you, it must be transportable, it has to be a metre tall, no cheating and no trading of materials, each material has been labeled for each group so if any of these rules are broken I will know and your team will be disqualified.
You have two days, meet outside the homestead in your teams to collect the materials, good luck you shanks." And with that he heads off to the homestead.

Two hands grab your arms, your best friends: Newt and Minho, looks like your in a team with them then.

Minho smirks, " hey y/n will you be in my team?"

"She can't she is in mine." Says Newt, pulling you towards him.

"I asked first." Minho sticks out his tongue, pulling you towards him.

"Well, I've been her friend longer." Newt pulls you back.

You sigh, just another day of life in the glade. You push their hands off of you.

"Guys, I'm not a toy and it's teams of three, we can all be in the same group."

Newt groans, "but I want to be with Tommy."

"Well thanks shuckface." Says Minho.

You elbow Minho lightly and turn to Newt, "well your just going to have to pick, me or Tommy?"

"You," he says almost too quickly.

Minho does a love whistle and Newt glares at him, his cheeks turning red and starts to yell at him to stop.
You look at the two of them, they're a pain but you loved them for it.
You look over to the homestead and can just make out the figure of Alby.
You push the arguing pair away from each other.

"Hang on" you say and start to run over to the homestead.

"Alby! Alby!" You shout.

He turns around crossing his arms, "y/n don't tell me your having issues finding partners."

"No," being the only single girl of the two girls made almost all of the boys willing to be your partner,"I was just wondering if your playing."

"I can't , I'm the judge, it would be cheating."

You nod in return, you and Alby had been the first two glazers to arrive and you had spent a month with him, you had become close friends.
You look back over to your team, Minho sits on the floor laughing while Newt stands facing Thomas, Teresa and Chuck, Newt has his hands on his hips. You watch him, he is so hot, no you can't think that he's your friend, but he might just might like me, stop it I scream at myself mentally, he's your friend there can never be anything.
You push the idea out of your head as you run back over to them.
Minho still sits on the floor laughing.

"What's going on?" You ask.

"Newt... Just signed.... Us up to... A competition against ...  Thomas' team." Minho says between laughter.

You look over to Newt, "was that necessary?"

"Yes, he threatened me."

"It's Thomas, what did he threaten you with?"

"Doesn't matter." Newt grumbles.

"He threatened him with....ouch." Says Minho as Newt kicks him in the ribs.

"We had better go get our materials." Newt says and walks off.

You shrug and follow him, helping Minho to his feet.

*

You sit in your bedroom, in the homestead. You sit on the bed with Minho and Newt sits opposite you on the floor, looking as handsome as ever.
You look at the tray with the materials, in it was ten pieces of paper, four long rulers, a new roll of sellotape, scissors, two metal poles and a marble and timer. It wasn't much but you knew Alby wasn't lying, he would know if they cheated.

Newt stands up and starts pacing, running his hand through his hair, you loved it when he did it.

"We need a plan." He mumbles.

Snapping out of your gaze you look at Minho, who now lies on the bed.
You nod in agreement, we do need a plan if we are up against Thomas' team.

"Ok, so y/n can you think of any ways to build it?" He asks look at you.

You gulp, "um, why don't we make something we know will work and if we build it so it can be changed," you pause.

"Then we can edit it and win." Newt says snapping his fingers.

We all get to work and build something that roughly fits all the categories. It doesn't look amazing or take very long for the marble to get to the bottom but at least it worked.

You hear a call from downstairs "lunch!"

The three of you head on down to lunch.

*

At lunch Thomas, Teresa and Chuck sit at your normal table, they chat, now and then they look up at us, smiling.
To Newt's annoyment, we go sit down with them.

Teresa smiles too sweetly at you, "hey."

"Hey"

"So how's your marble run coming along?"

You shrug and point your fork at her, "how's yours?"

"Oh fine, we made one that takes twenty seconds but it still needs work."

Newt sits next to you refusing to make eye contact with anyone, Thomas does the same, something isn't right you decide.
You turn to Chuck and talk to him he seems to be the only one talking and not talking complete rubbish for once.

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A/N
So what do you guys think so far?
There is going to be a part two to this one soon.

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