THE ERROR (Newt Fanfiction)

New Greenie: Chapter 14

HEEEEYYYY Ok, this part I came up with with some help from my friend Lily, So thanks! <3

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A few more weeks pass, Kayla is officially a runner.

Her ankle has fully healed, and the only thing on her stomach is a large, ragged scar.

Every morning she goes into the Maze with the other runners, and she already has her own section.

Section 7.

She has found nothing so far, though never loses hope.

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Kayla inhales deeply and stares at the sky.

She is lying on her hammock, the sun rising above the Glade walls.

Another day in the Maze.... Wait. No!

It's been a month! The new Greenie is coming today!!

She quickly rolls to side to get off. Kayla gasps slightly as her foot catches in the strings at the end and flips the hammock over on itself. Shes trapped.

"UUUUGGGGHHH!!!!!"

Kayla sighs and relaxes, hoping someone will get her out.

As if on cue, footsteps thump in her range of hearing and a hand touches the head of the hammock.

"Hold on Kk, oh, and heads up."

Suddenly, the hammock is spun around and Kayla is flung to the ground. She lands on her stomach with a thud, the breath knocked out of her.

"Ohhh...."

Laughter is heard above her and she slowly climbs to her feet. A smiling blonde boy with messy, morning hair is standing in front of her. Newt.

She reaches out and shoves him in the shoulder, which had healed too by the way.

"Hey, come on. That's no way to treat someone who just saved your bloody life."

Another laugh follows and Kayla smirks.

"I wasn't going to die, Prince Charming."

He rolls his eyes and turns to the right, facing the Box.

"Greenie's comin' up today."

"Yep."

"Excited to be promoted?"

She smirks again and huffs, regaining her respiratory functions.

"It'll be nice, I guess."

"Yeah..."

She reaches her hands up above her head and interlaces her fingers, stretching out her shoulders and back.

"So...." She exhales and drops them down to her sides.

"What time is the Greenie arriving?"

Newt shrugs.

"Dunno. Never really an exact time, but maybe around noon."

She nods. 

"And what time is it exactly?"

Newt looks to her.

"I don't bloody know you're the shank with the watch, check it."

She rolls her eyes and steps to her hammock. Kayla kneels down and peers under it. The small woven basket in which she kept her things is pulled out and she grabs her Runner's Watch from inside.