The Girl Who Ran The Maze

Chapter 11

Casey really didn't want to move.

Newt was just so warm, like a pillow, and Casey was perfectly comfortable. Not to mention, she has just been out in the Maze all night.

Newt sensed her exhaustion.

When she wasn't able to talk in complete sentences, Newt left her alone.

And that's how she fell asleep.

~

There was something very different when she woke up.

First: she was in the woods.

Sitting in Newt's lap, her head on his shoulder, they were in the Deadheads.

Chuck was right, peaceful.

Second thing: the smell.

And it wasn't a bad smell, it smelled good. Like, almost a cologne, but not too over sprayed.

Third thing: her clothes.

Replacing her tank top and loose cover, was a hoodie sweatshirt, that matched the scent.

Then, it hit her.

This obviously wasn't her shirt, or her scent.

It was Newt's.

She turned her head to find him staring at her, a smile plastered on his face.

"Mornin, Greenie."

It was morning? No, late afternoon.

"What's this?"

"Well, couldn't let the new Runner be cold, could we?"

Casey gawked at him,"What?"

"I said, couldn't-"

"I'm a Runner?"

"To Thomas and Minho? Yes. You're a Runner."

She didn't speak.

"I- I didn't start a job yet."

"Didn't have to. Last night proved something important. You belong out there, exploring the Maze."

"No, I don't. I won't make it out there. Last night scares me to death."

"No it didn't. You're alive now, right?"

Casey wanted to cry.

Newt must've felt it, cause he pulled her closer.

"You'll be fine. Preferably, I don't want you out there either. But, Thomas and Minho are the Keepers, two, cause they deserved it, and they think that you should be out there. You start training tomorrow."

"Newt, I don't want to."

"Don't matter what you want. You get the job you get. And that's the job you got."

Casey shook her head.

Newt nodded.

Shake. Nod. Shake. Nod.

Punch.

"Ow! Greenie!"

Punch back.

"Newt!"

She swam in Newt's shirt, so she balled the wrists up and held them inside.

Newt flipped the hood over her head, and did the same to his matching blue shirt.

"Newt, don't make me. Please. Shouldn't I still be in jail?"

"Well, that's what Gally thought, so we said he could go to the Slammer for you."

Casey shook her head.

Newt nodded.

~

She didn't feel any better when Newt woke her up.

"Start your trainin, Greenie."

"I don't wanna."

Newt stood up, making her get up,"I don't care."

"You do and you know it," she poked him walking to the Maze doors.

"I couldn't give a shuck if I wanted to, Greenie."

"You ever gonna stop callin me that?"

He pushed her forward,"Not a chance. Meet you later."

With trembling insides, Casey found Minho.