You walked with Newt over the grand meadow. The Glade was gigantic - it was even bigger than several football fields. You looked up to the sky, no cloud was in sight, only the big blue. You still had so many questions, but you didn't want to bother Newt too much, as he surely needed to answer the same questions every month when the box arrived with a new boy, or... well, a girl.
"For a Greenie you are rather quiet and composed if you ask me" Newt opened the conversation. "For a... what?" you asked confused and turned your head to Newt. His blonde hair gently jumping up and down as he walked. He kept the gaze of his dark brown eyes on what was in front of him, his lips slightly parted. It seemed like you stared for a bit too long, because Newt moved his face to see yours. "Well..." he smiled, "You should get used to that name, because everyone who's new here gets called Greenie or Newbie, because well... you're new here" he chuckled "and for someone who's new here, you seem to have yourself under control... or is that just a show?"
You weren't sure either. Are you meant to freak out? It wouldn't change anything and if you'd be honest with yourself, you would be at the edge of tears if Newt wasn't there to distract you. But after he asked, you thought about it even more. "Uhm... no it's not a show" your voice cracked a little bit, but you could swallow it, "I'm just overwhelmed, you know? I don't know what to think or believe anymore... it feels like my mind is paralyzed to stop itself from thinking too much and freaking out, you understand?"
"I surely do. I can comprehend how you're feeling, I've been there. Just don't try to swallow too much tears, love. It isn't healthy for you and I think everyone here can understand your state, we've all felt the same" Newt weakly smiled at you and you felt slightly eased. He was right. You weren't alone with your problem and everyone went through the same thing, everyone was able to understand your pain and confusion and now you were able to understand the pain and confusion everyone of these boys went through.
Newt stopped walking and you stood in front of a double storey building made out of wood, long branches and sticks. The building is located in one of the corners and it was the structure who you made out at your arrival. The one who seemed like to fall apart at a slightly stronger wind - but for now, it stood. "This is the Homestead" Newt started to explain, "Some of the Gladers sleep here. The Gatherings are also held here and in the back is the slammer... any questions, Y/n?" Newt turned his head from the homestead to you. "Uhm, what exactly are the Gatherings? and is the Slammer really some kind of prison? I'm sorry Newt, I just want to make sure I'm able to follow you..." You felt slightly dumb for your questions, but how were you supposed to know?
"There's nothing to be sorry about, love" Newt stated warmly, and you felt your cheeks heaten up. He kept calling you 'love' and you knew that it probably was just his kind of speaking, but you still were flattered. "The Gathering is a meeting of all Keepers and leaders, which would be Alby and me" before he could continue, you interrupted him "You're the leader Newt? and what are the Keepers?", he chuckled as your surprised expression "Second in Command, to be exact" he corrected, "and the Keepers are the sub-leaders of each job in the Glade". "There are jobs here?", you noticed that their system of living was way more complex than you had imagined. "Yeah, you'll also need to attend one and as for your other question: Yeah, the Slammer is our kind of prison for the Gladers who misbehave. But don't worry Y/n, I'm sure you won't be seen there any time soon" he smiled at you and continued to walk.
Newt showed you the gardens, which are not too far away from the Homestead. Different plants were grown here and water was pumped to keep the crops alive, as it never rains in the Glade, Newt explained to you. He also said that this is the place where the Track-hoes and Gardeners do their work. Newt also briefly explained to you that Track-hoes do the heavy stuff for the Garden, while Gardeners take care of the plants. There you also met Zart, the Keeper of the Track-hoes and Gardeners. He was quiet, but surely friendly. After all you're kind of the appearance in the Glade, thanks to your gender.
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anemoia || a maze runner fanfiction (Newt x reader // Minho x reader)
Fanfiction(Newt x Reader) // (Minho x Reader) What if you would find yourself in the Glade? What if all of the sudden two boys are head over heels for you? Everyone expected another boy to arrive with the box, but to their surprise they were greeted by a girl...