The Maze Runner High School AU: Newt - Swimming Naked Is Better Than Going To Prom Anyway
Ooh yeaah then can I
request another highschool AU where they have to study together because if she
fail a class she won’t be able to the prom or smth like that please ** ? Like
Newt help her and it’s cute and all @__@ ? dreaming-legend
“Wait so, why am I helping you study with your math again?”
Newt questions with a raised eyebrow but a soft toned voice, if it were any
louder you’d be kicked out by the grumpy librarian who spends her days surfing
centuries-old dating websites. You also suspect she has a Myspace account too.
“We already went through this, didn’t we?” You slightly
whine as you stare down at the intimidating sums staring back up at you with
their evil eyes and mysterious motives. “Mom said I couldn’t go to prom if I
didn’t pass the math test tomorrow.”
“Oh, I see. That’s a bit harsh…” He whispers but then says,
“What’s your average score on a test?”
You wave your hand in a dismissing manner, “Oh I don’t know…
maybe an E, possibly a D.”
Newt looks at you with a tilted head, sarcasm laced through
every fibre of his being, “Great.”
He proceeds to help you study, flipping through your worn
textbook. He asks you about a few of the pages you’ve seemed to have either
destroyed or wet with frustrated tears, but you lie and say it was your cat;
probably. He’s obviously not convinced. Then the conversation takes a turn back
to prom, which makes you feel slightly happier. “So, who’s the unlucky guy
you’re going with to prom?”
You sigh dramatically, “Minho.”
Newt raises an eyebrow, “Really? Didn’t think he’s your
You look up at him and say with a serious tone, “How would
you know what my type is? Besides, Minho is everyone’s type. He’s the best
runner on the track team! His body is mint… and those arms…”
Newt screws his face up in disgust, “Yeah, yeah… I get the
You smirk and scribble down a formula, then try to apply it
to one of the questions. You stop yourself from squealing in delight when you manage
to find the right answer, Newt flashes you a thumbs up and he genuinely looks
pleased; sort of proud. This makes you happier.
“So who are you going to prom with?” You ask cautiously.
“Hmm.” He grins in a sad sort of way.
“What?” You ask, dropping your pencil onto your exercise
book, “Did she reject you?”
“Not exactly…” He looks down at his hands, and then looks up
at you, “She’s going with someone else.”
You rest your chin on your hand, “Oh, that’s too bad.” After
a while of awkward silence you then ask, “Who is it though?”
Newt shakes his head, “No one you’d know.” He shoves another
textbook in your face with more sums that look even worse than the last. You
almost start crying. “Now try these.”
You shake your head, “I’ll be half dead if I past this
“Newt!” You shout, overwhelmed with pride and excitement.
You screech around the corner of one of the school hallways, “Newt you legend!”
You turn around another corner and slam into the blond headed and brown eyed
boy. “Sorry!” You squeal apologetically.
He rubs his head and then picks up his books from the floor,
you help him. “You’re such a bloody slinthead, you know that?” His eyes flicker
over to the sheet you hold in your hand marked with a C+ He drops his books and
looks at you as if you’ve just created the cure for cancer. “Did you… Is that
your… No way.”
You look at him smugly, “Yes way!”
“You can go to prom?”
“Shuck yeah!” You both jump up from the ground and he sweeps
you up into a wonderful hug.
“I thought it was impossible, I must be smarter than I
thought…” Newt says as he lets go of the embrace and picks up the pile of books
from the floor.
“Hey, what about me! I’m the one who did the test!” He rubs
his hand through the hair on top of your head.
“Good job, ya’ shank.”
You give him a heart-warming smile, “Thank you.”
You turn to walk away, excitement still brimming inside as
your eager to tell your other friends and of course, Minho himself. You couldn’t
exactly confirm to him that you’d be going, and you had explained why so he
must also be eagerly waiting for your answer, right?
“I… well you were unsure with your answer. And…” Minho
sighs, “I’ve seen your grades on math tests before, and I thought you wouldn’t
be able to pass…”
Tears threaten to spill over your cheeks but you refuse to
let them show. You absolutely can’t show your weak side, not to Minho. He looks
back at you, somewhat apologetic but also very uncomfortable. “I… uh… Fair
enough.” You mumble and then continue to say, “But you know, working really
hard for this one night… Never mind, I guess I should of realised it was too
good to be true.”
You immediately leave the hallway and exit through the
courtyard, you practically run for the girl’s bathrooms to escape showing your
tears to your peers but someone clasps a warm, strongly gripped hand around
your wrist; jerking you backwards. You briefly look up into the face of Newt
and then bury your head into his chest out of embarrassment as you feel the tears
“Y/N…” He whispers soothingly, keeping you in his friendly,
warm embrace. Sobs rack through your body which makes you only feel even more
embarrassed. But Newt doesn’t seem to mind, he just keeps you in his arms;
comforting you the only way he can.
“I’m sorry,” You mumble and lift your head from his chest.
He wipes away the tears from your eyes with his thumb and
then pushes the loose bits of hair behind your face. “What for, love?”
“I made you help me for all those hours when you could have
been practicing for your lacrosse game or hanging out with your friends. I made
you do all that for nothing.” You lip quivers as the guilt takes its toll, why
did Minho have to be such an ass?
“What did he do?” Newt almost growls, a sternness taking
over his voice, his face.
“He… he asked someone else out because he –he thought I
couldn’t pass the test.”
“No!” You interrupt, “Just… just leave it. I’m over it.” You
regain your wit and strength as you prepare yourself to go back to class but
before you can walk away from the only comfort you want, you’re stopped by a
hand to your arm.
“You wanna know something?” He asks, excitement sparkling in
his eyes. You start to wonder what he’s scheming.
“What?” You hope he’s not going to drag you into pranking
Minho at the prom or something. You wouldn’t want it to end like the one in Carrie where his date kills everyone at
the prom, that’d be terrifying.
“The prom is for lame losers who don’t have an ounce of
“Excuse me? I actually wanted to-
“How about we ditch it together and roam the city all night,
eating fast food, shopping like crazy, heck: you can even wear your prom dress
if you want. And then afterwards we can go down to the beach and make
sandcastles and swim naked or some klunk.”
You raise an eyebrow and smile with amusement, “Are you
“And then let’s crash some teenage party and get really
You shake your head, still smiling, “You’re actually
serious.” Of course he’s serious. You realize just how caring Newt is, first he gives up an entire evening to help you pass a test for a boy you don’t even like that much and now he’s willing to spend an entire night out just to make you feel better.
“You bet I am.”
You blink, look back up at Newt and flash him a grin before
saying, “I’m in.”
A/N: Hope you liked this AU! It took me a while to write it, sorry, but I’m glad I was able to post it in the end; didn’t think I could. Sorry for any grammar and/or spelling mistakes too.
The Gally: Awfully Messy Part 2 will HOPEFULLY be posted tomorrow if I don’t have too much homework! (I had a ton this weekend, studying for tests and writing essays :c)
Thank you again!