In The Maze ➸Newt x Reader

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Y/N POV

I parted ways, heading towards my hammock. I grabbed my backpack, a change of clothes, and then walked to the kitchen.

"Hey Frypan, could I have a water bottle, an apple and a sandwich?" I asked politely.

"Sure thing Y/N!" He smiled handing me the things. I smiled thanking him, and walked towards the map room.

I started changing, slipping off my pants and shirt.

Just as I was about to put on my beige shorts, Newt walked in.

"OH MY GOSH!" I squealed, tripping over my own feet, falling on my behind with a thud. Scrambling to my feet I quickly pulled the shorts up.

Newt leaned up against the door, arms folded, a smile plastered on his face.

"Y/N...you need a shirt on still love." He bit his lip slightly.

I squealed again and slipped on a black tank top.

"NEXT TIME KNOCK." I stomped over to him, punching his arm slightly.

"Well I didnt expect anyone to be here yet." he smirked. Ugh. That smirk.

"Well SORRY." My face flushed and I rolled my eyes.

Newt raised his eyebrows and then an amused smile played at his lips. He looked at me and leaned in, kissing my cheek. I blushed and grabbed my backpack.

"Ew guys stop- lets go already." Thomas said as he walked in. We all ran out untill we came to the entrence of the maze.

"Ok guys. Follow us." Newt said. Newt and I lead the way, while Thomas and Minho trailed behind. We turned a few corners untill we ended up in the closed sector.

"Ewww it's a greiver pancake..." Thomas said with a look of disgust on his face. We surrounded the guts of the greiver. A musty smell of death tinged the air.

"Wait look..." Newt said. He leaned in closer. "Theres somthing in there."

Minho was the first to react. He stuck his arm in between the wall.

"This is some nasty shuck stuff." His face pale. After reaching around for a couple seconds, Minho pulled out something. A gross slick sound sounded when he pulled it out.

"That's bloody disgusting." Newt commented.

"Yea same with your make out session with Y/N." Thomas scoffed. I blushed as well as Newt.

"Shut up shuck heads this isn't goof off time." Minho rolled his eyes.

I looked at what he had pulled out. The first thing I noticed was that his hands were covered in yellow grotesque slime; but then he also had a metal contraption.

"Let me see." I said. He nodded and handed me the metal thing. It was a silver cylinder thing. About five wires stuck out the end. A red light at the topped flashed, as if signalling somthing.

What attracted my attention most, is that it had a number on it. Seven.

"What does it mean?" Newt asked.

"Well wasn't section seven open last night? So then this greiver must belong to that section..." I said.

"I think you're right.." Minho said.

"This could be our key to getting out!" Thomas said.

"It could be." I nodded. I shoved the contraption in my back pack. "Lets go. I don't want to meet these guys friends."

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"Where the heck have you been!?" Gally screamed at us.

"We went and dissected the greiver I 'killed." I said and folded my arms.

"WELL you should have told me! I was worried sick! As well as Alby and Chris!" He freaked out even more.

"Oh slim it shuck head." Minho sassed and walked away. I smirked and Newt, Thomas and I followed Minho. (I accidentally typed Mingo b4 aahaha)

"Should we go out tomorrow to section seven?" Newt asked.

"Yea I think that would be a good idea." I said.

"Well lets just go get some food because im H-U-N-G-E-RAY!" Thomas said. We all laughed and headed towards the kitchen.

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