Dear Tommy (Newtmas)

Chapter Two

My form tutor gives me a withering glare as I take my seat, but I mutter something about my leg playing up. Pity flashes in her eyes as she notices my even more pronounced limp, and I find it mildly irritating. I'm too preoccupied, however, to actually get angry.

What did Tommy mean, they're not going out? Why didn't I let him finish his sentence? Stupid, stupid stupid Newt. I despise myself sometimes.

My phone buzzes continuously for about 10 minutes, and I'm not going to be able to continue ignoring Tommy. When he gives me those puppy dog eyes, and that adorable pout I just melt. I've never been able to remain angry at him for more than a day before. It's even harder now I know that Teresa bitch will be comforting him. I can just imagine her with her paws all over my Tommy.

Yes, I know, he's not technically mine. But I always cling onto that tiny hope that maybe, just maybe, he likes me back. I'm perfectly aware that this hope is false. He's straight as a ruler, and I'm a bloody roundabout. I go unnoticed, whereas every eye is on him. He's perfect, and I'm anything but.

I could go on forever, moping around and being all angsty and shit. Alternatively, I could apologize for my outburst, and continue to be friends with Tommy. I feel as though my brain is about to implode... God, I'll just ask Minho.

To: MinhoTheIncrediblyHotDude

Hey, I'm having... Tommy troubles. Ditch 5th? I have a free period ;)

God, I really need to change his name...

To: You

wot kind of tommy troubl? mate u no i always ditch 5th ill b there

I wince at his grammar, or lack thereof, and don't bother replying. I'll be seeing him in a few minutes anyway. Glancing at my watch, I see that there are only two minutes until the bell. I shove all my stuff back in my bag and swing it to my shoulders.

All around me, the other kids get up, putting on their abandoned jackets and picking up their bags. The sound of high pitched giggling outside the door makes me look up. Teresa. Practically growling, I leap out of my chair at the sound of the bell. I push past that cow (whose name I'm not even bothering to say) and almost run to the library, where Minho and I usually meet.

"Newt, my man," shouts Minho, clapping me across the back. I groan and he smirks at me.

"So," he says. "Spill,"

I tell him everything. Surprisingly, he keeps quiet, nodding occasionally and actually looking as though he's thinking. Suddenly, he leans in, smiling earnestly.

"We need to make him jealous,"

My eyes widen at the suggestion. Jealous? Why? He doesn't even like me, so it won't work. Does he mean in a friendship way, or a fake-boyfriend kind of way, or what? Who would even fake-date me anyway?

Minho stares at me with a shocked expression. "I just said all of that out loud, didn't I?" I sigh. He nods in confirmation, and I place my head in my hands. "So?" I ask. "You gonna answer my questions?"

"Thomas may like you. That's why we're doing it. If he does fancy you, he'll ge annoyed with me, your fake boyfriend. If not, he might get jealous in a friendship kind of way, as I'll be spending more time with you. Either way, it means you won't be pining and sad, but you don't have to apologise," he explains, shrugging as though it's obvious.

I just gape at him. "You're a bloody genius, ya know that?" I tell him, before pulling him into a hug. Thank god there's another way. I don't know what I'd do without Minho. He's easily my best friend, aside from Tommy of course. We've grown even closer recently, as I can't exactly talk about Tommy with Tommy!

I know Minho's real best friend is Ben, but he's suffering from amnesia following an accident, and is responding violently to everyone he knew before. It's hit Minho hard, so I've been speaking to him a lot recently, as nobody else is really there for him.

Minho comes back to mine after school, so we can plan exactly how he's going to ask me out, kiss me and then break up with me. Everything is in meticulous order, carefully planned and designed. If it goes according to plan, it'll be perfect.

If it fails, I'm dead.

A/N:

All the usual; love you guys who have read it, you are awesome, sorry (again) for the short chapter AND late update. I am a bitch when it comes to updating, I'm so, so sorry! Dedication to Kat_East for being such a good friend :)

Idk if I've mentioned this before, but I haven't read the books yet. I am planning on reading them, but so far I've only seen the film. I apologise if anything is incorrect, and critisism is welcome IF IT ISN'T TOO MEAN!!! Love y'all!

Rosa x