Not Dumb

Newt wasn't dumb. He just got things other people didn't. This was
probably why he noticed it. It must have been why he noticed what others
weren't seeing. Everyday he noticed it. And he wondered why it happened. He
would have asked his friends, but he didn't want to bother them with his
newfound knowledge. Unfortunately, he was left to ponder the idea alone
without any possible assistance or input.

This very moment was no different from the others. This moment could be
labeled as a correct example of déjà vu. He had seen it countless of times.
Yet, each time brought a new pang to his heart. Sighing he watched on
powerless to the situation before him. As they sat eating lunch only a table
away was Jason Stickler. He sat in the same place every time. It had been
decided that he was just there to get a better view of Meena. Meena didn't
get onto him about it, because she had stated as long as he wasn't too close
it was fine with her.

Not very many people knew much of Jason Stickler, except that he was creepy,
obnoxious, rude…the list was endless to some. Newt tilted his head to the
side neglecting the sandwich in front of him. He surveyed the scene playing
before him. Stickler chewed away at his lunch casually glancing around
himself. Newt wondered why? He thought Meena was the only one he focused on.
Why would he be looking anywhere else? Newt's attention was briefly averted
by Meena's laughter. Apparently a funny joke had been said, but he didn't
hear it. The conversation went a long without him, so this left him with more
time to analyze the developing scene.

For a while Stickler chewed slowly looking around him. His eyes constantly
darted from side to side possibly taking in all his surroundings. Then like
many times before a realization hit the other teen. Anyone else who would have
witnessed it would have been astonished. Not him, this was déjà vu.

The sandwich was dropped.

Stickler didn't bother to pick the sandwich up from its new spot on the
floor. New problems seemed to have manifested at the moment. Stickler began
to transform, like many times before, into a vulnerable being. Newt sighed
just like before nothing different. The brunette lowered his head slowly
obviously hiding something. There was no point in hiding. Newt already knew.
This didn't make him a creepy stalker, no of course not. Newt was simply
just observing so he could possibly come up with a solution.

Newt's heart dropped into the pit of his stomach at the sight of
vulnerability, self-hate, and fear. And like he saw many times before.

Stickler cried.

It wasn't a wail or a shriek of desperation, but more of a slightly
inaudible sniffle, or hiccup of help. Newt never knew why he did it. All he
knew that ever day it occurred. He never was able to come up with possible
theories. On the other hand one did involve Stickler's loneliness as a
factor.

He was talented. Stickler cried in a way no one could see or notice it. Well
expect for Newt who had noticed for the longest time. But unlike today and the
days before, he knew what to do.

He got up.

Meena and Cory had their eyes locked on him. They were confused by his sudden
choice to rise from his spot. He couldn't blame them, he was surprised to.
Slowly he ambled over to where Stickler was. Astonishment settled upon the
brunette's face. Everyone's eyes were on them. A small smile crossed
Newt's face. Stickler wore a confused expression on.

" What is it you…" he began.

Newt sat down slowly still smiling. Soon a smile found it's way onto
Stickler's face also. Silence still hung in the air, but this was less of a
concern. Newt offered up the other half of his sandwich. Slowly Stickler
accepted it. The tears had stopped. The vulnerability, self hate, and fear had
vanished. The brunette opened his mouth to state something, but Newt stopped
him.

Newt wasn't dumb. He just got things that other people didn't. This was
probably why he noticed it. It was probably why he was here sitting with
Stickler making a change.

Written By: Optimistic Girl94