The Original ( (y/n) x Newt )

"Work dont stop for no-one,"

It was the week after the boys had tried to explain to me what happened with the boy 'Gally'. But to be honest, I didn't want them to finish their description. My mind couldn't help going to the creature I saw in my nightmare.

I wasn't able to convince Newt to let me sleep in my hammock, imbetween Thomas's and Minho's, so I was forced to sleep in his room. He said that he was still superstitious about what happened at the bonfire.

Today was the first day of my job rotation. I would spend a day in each job, and then the keepers would decide between themselves what job I would get. People had already started speculating. I would end up getting to try out for a runner from my little show after I saw the boy.

The two jobs that they said I couldn't try out for the while were med-Jack's, the place I was all too familiar with. I guess it would be because of the boy that was there, what's his name. 'Gally'. But, I didn't mind it. That boy had already creeped me out enough.

They also said I would have to wait a while to do building because 'Gally' was the Keeper.

'Already two jobs off the table, yay.' I thought, waking up from my slumber. Yawning, I sat up and opened my eyes only to see a newt lying against the door.

"Morning," he said as casually as a guy that was just standing there whilst you were sleeping could be.

"Mornin gecko." I replied. He had his little nickname for me, so I wanted one for him. Newts and geckos are basically the same thing anyway.

"The names newt. Greenie."

"Oh really, didn't know," the sarcasm oozed out of my words. "What happened to love,"

I put my hand to my chest, looking up at him, acting hurt.

"You're lucky I don't just call you Clumsy,"

"Well, you're lucky I don't just call you Lizard," obvious pride in my comeback.

Newt did a long sigh. "Fine, you win," mumbling. "This time."

"Oh no, geko, you're never winning versus me."

"Oh really." He acted surprised and then rolled his eyes.

"Yea, roll your eyes." I laughed."You might find a brain back there."

"Get ready. You've got a day in the fields ready for you , Clumsy." He had held the last word for a bit longer and raised his eyebrows, egging on for a reaction.

"Careful," I said, putting my shoes on. "Your inner Minho is showing." With my shoes now on, i went to walk past him straight out the door towards the fields.

Suddenly, he grabbed my arm lightly, "By the way, clutz, you remembered your name yet?"

"i'm not sure,"

"How are you not sure?" he laughed

"Well, i didn't remember it, i think that boy did,"

"Which boy, there are many here?"

"Um, I think his name was Gally, the.. veiny one."

"Well, what did he say?"

"Run (Y/n), i think that's my name, (Y/n)."

"Hmm, (Y/n), it sure is pretty, it suits you." i couldn't help but feel strange like there was something flying around in my stomach. Am i sick?

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Newts POV:

I couldn't focus on what i was doing, '(Y/n)' '(Y/n)' it was the only thing going around my head, 'she's pretty, no no no, I mean the names pretty, yea, the name, not her. 'Stop it, brain.'