Chapter Four

                                    

                                          
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♣Newt's POV♣
                          
When I wake up it's not hard to see I've slept in and missed school. It doesn't seem worth going in and being late so I phone in and say I'm sick.I go downstairs and lay on the sofa and scroll through netflix looking for something to watch.
                          
I hear the phone ring and I immediately go to answer it.
                          
"Hello?" I say.
                          
"Er, Hi Newt, it's Thomas, I just wondered where you were?" Thomas' says worryingly.
                          
"Er, I'm at home," "I'm sick," I say.
                          
"Oh," I hear Thomas say then cough awkwardly.
                          
"Sorry, I'll give your jacket back tomorrow," I say realising I said I'd give it back to him today and also that I'm still wearing it.
                          
"I wasn't worried about my jacket, I was worried about you," He says. "I mean, we are friends right?" He adds.
                          
"I guess," I mumble.
                          
"How sick are you? Can I swing by over revision maybe?" Thomas says.
                          
"Not very, so I guess you could, but er, is anyone else coming?" I ask worried that he will bringing his friends with him. They don't like me, they may act like they do, but they don't.
                          
"Not if you don't want anyone else too," He says.
                          
"Okay, so see you later then?" I say cracking a small smile.
                          
"See you later then," Thomas repeats then put's down the phone.
                          
I smile to myself.
                          
Seconds later my phone buzzes and I get a text from Tommy.
                          
Tommy; see you later :)
                          
I had changed his name to Tommy in my contacts after the night I got very drunk, and I couldn't pull myself to change it. I type back a reply to Tommy and send it.
                          
Me; Looking forward to it :') 
                          
He doesn't reply after that but I'm not surprised because he's in a revision session.
                          
*An hour later*
                          
I get an unexpected text from Tommy come through and jump when my phone buzzes. 
                          
Tommy; Save me my brain's going to explode
                          
Then another one a few seconds later.
                          
Tommy; How is algebra helpful to me in anyway ???
                          
I laugh and type back.
                          
Me; idk but you should be paying attention, it's important for ur exams n that
                          
Again a few seconds later another message comes through.
                          
Tommy; okay mum :/ 
                          
Before I even realise that I'm thinking I type back a reply that I almost immediately regret.
                          
Me; would prefer dad but ok ;)
                          
He doesn't reply after that and I feel stupid. 
                          
He might of not of even seen the text. He could be revising, or the teacher could of took his phone. 
                          
Or he could just be ignoring you for you being an idiot and trying to flirt--badly. Very badly. My subconscious tells me.
                          
I get brought out of my thoughts by a knock on the door.