Chapter nineteen

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I couldn't breath. Suddenly two things hit me almost instantly. Firstly, I remembered his voice...I couldn't place it but...no! I did remember! His voice was the one from my dream! Secondly I felt instantly connected to him. I knew this boy! But I couldn't! Surly! I watched, transfixed as he was haled away. I didn't know what to do. What was I meant to do? Everyone was silent. Suddenly a girl spook up...maybe the same girl as before.
"Hey greenie! You know that shank?" An up raw of noise filled the air.
"would you all just SLIM IT!!!" It was Sophia.
"Sure we know 'tommy' over there knows newt here but...does newt know tommy?" This was a good point. I suddenly realised that I should say something now...everyone was looking at me.
"So do you know him then greenie?"
I didn't know. Did I know him? Sure I didn't recognise him, but I did feel like maybe...maybe I once knew him.
"No, no of corse not"
"SEE" Sophia said. The next few hours were a blur. I kept my eyes set on the spot where the boy had been dragged away. One by one the girls went back to working. Flo and Sophia stayed. Persuading the more stubborn girls that this wasn't my fault and that I hadn't done anything. At some point Lena and Audrey came back from the maze and had everything explained to them. After all that went down Flo came up to me.
"Better get some sleep" she seemed distracted.
"Ok..bye!"
"Bye newt"
She was already walking off.
I walked up to the forest and sat down and then slowly...my eyes started to close...
I woke up. It was sun rise, to my relief I hadn't had any strange dreams. But the boy was still in my head.

newt

I looked around. I looked for the boy...it was his voice.

newt can you hear me?

where are you? I thought

ha! wow you can and your better at this than me and Teresa were.

Teresa? Who was Teresa? What was he talking about and more importantly...where was he?

look i know your freaking out right now but...just dont ok. I'm in your head. We can talk to each other in telapathy.

What was he talking about? Was he really in my head?

where are you?

they put me in this shuck jail come and find me.

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