The Girl Who Ran The Maze

Chapter 28

He noticed it right away.

"Casey? What'd you do?"

She had to start masking that limp, or else Newt'd probably send a SWAT team.

She laughed at the thought.

"Casey, that limp isn't cool, at all."

"Never said it was."

The laughing probably didn't help her claim.

Newt, with a limp of his own, walked over to the Slammer window, and rested his forehead on the bars,"How'd you do that?"

She couldn't lie to him,"I tripped in the Maze."

Newt sighed,"No, you didn't. What really happened?"

"I had to run from a Griever." She said.

Newt reached up a hand and locked her eyes with his.

"Why did you get in trouble with a Griever?"

Casey couldn't answer. Her voice was gone, replaced by hitched breaths from crying.

Newt whispered,"You've got my keys, c'mon."

She would've smiled if she felt better.

She reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out the keys.

~

An hour later, Newt knew everything.

From when the Maze walls moved rapidly, to when she was running from the Grievers.

She'd stopped crying, but Newt's shirt needed a towel.

His arm had retreated to her shoulder, pulling her into a hug.

"Look, we're bloody twinzies."

She smiled,"Yeah. You got the looks, I got-, well, nothing, did I?"

Newt smirked,"I beg to differ."

"Funny. Real funny man you are, Newt."

"I know, right?"

Casey rolled her eyes.

Newt smiled.

She didn't want to smile.

But she did.

They stayed like that for a while, seeing as it was past the Gladers 'bedtime', they could be together, alone.

She almost forgot about Newt's punishment, and she definetely forgot her own.

And the one to remind them?

Minho.

The boy walked up to the Slammer, and saw them together through the unlocked door.

She was an idiot.

"Aw, y'all lovey dovey?"

She didn't realize Newt was asleep until she felt him jerk up.

"Bloody hell?"

Minho's laugh was contagious, and Casey feared they'd wake everyone within the Glade.

But they didn't.

"Alright, Shuckface. Let's go, you can't be here."

She tried for a frown that would win him over, and failed miserably.

Minho had to pry her away from Newt, and Newt didnt look too pleased.

"Please, Minho? One night?"

"Your boyfriend over there broke that rule, shank. Sorry, if I was in charge, I'd let you two be, I'd probably get to see a 'session' "

Newt hopped over and punched him for that.

"No, Newt. Slammer, now."

Too  bad Minho didn't have super speed, he would've been able to stop the kiss she got.

"Bacon tomorrow, ya hear, Greenie?"

She smiled, and Newt locked the door on himself.

If only Minho knew she had the keys....