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A/N: sorry for the wait! enjoy!!

I went home that day in a daze. Or on a high. Or both.

When I walked in the door and gave my mom a numb wave, she stilled in her work and raised an eyebrow at me. My brother's head peaked over the couch to watch me pass, and my dad's eyes followed me all the way to the stairs. My movements were slow and sluggish, almost as if I was stuck in a dream.

"Thomas?" My mom called me back before I could mount the stairs. "Where have you been? Didn't I say be home by six?"

"I was..." my voice trailed off. My lips tingled. I couldn't fight a smile any longer, even though it probably gave me away. "I was with Newt."

"Ooh! When's he coming over again? He said he just got the new Galactica Space Death and he'd let me borrow it!" My brother said, sitting up straighter and still painfully oblivious.

My mom poked her head out of her office and stared me down. "You were with Newt?"

I nodded, still in shock.

Her eyes pierced into me for another few seconds before she exchanged a glance with my dad. He grinned at her.

"Oh," she smiled slightly. "I see."

I licked my lips. I could still feel the weight of his on mine.

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