What? What had she said? Another boy? Everybody else had apparently had the same thoughts as me. No one spook, not a single word. Before I knew it, Flo was hoisting him up. He was about the same size as me, with blue eyes and jet black hair. He was breathing heavy. Too heavy. He was looking at the endless faces. One to the other, with a look of complete terror on his face. Then...then it happened. His terrified face fell on me.
"Newt?" He spook. What? His voice was smilier to the ones of the gladers. How did he know my name?
"Newt?" He said again, as if in question.
"Um, yea" I replied, I guess I didn't know what else to say. Everyone was looking at us. The boys face went from one of fear, to one of overwhelming happiness. Did this boy...recognise me? "Newt! Newt! Newt!" He grabbed my leg. I screamed. I didn't know why. I just felt like it was the only thing to do.
Then he starting screaming my name. Two girls suddenly grabbed him. His voice turned from happiness, to fear and finally desperation.
"NEWT NEWT NEWT!!!" he was crying now, fighting to get away from the girls. They slowly starting dragging him away from them.
"NEWT NEWT! NEWT! ITS ME! ITS TOMMY! NEWT PLEASE REMEMBER ME! TOMMY! ITS ME! NEWT!!!!"
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FanfictionSo the maze trails failed right? Wrong! What happens when wicked make a new maze trail? Find out!
