The boy with the accent

Chapter 5

I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my hair trying to untangle it.

"Hey greenie, I'll get ur sleeping arrangements all set up," I heard Albys deep voice call from behind me. "Unless" he said looking at the closed door of the room Newt was sleeping in, "you had other plans..." I let out a nervous laugh and felt my face get hot.

"Uhhh yeah no," I laughed. Alby nodded and waved his hand motioning to follow me. He walked down the hallway and opened the door to a tiny closet.

"Every glader," he said while he pulled out a big cardboard box "has their work clothes, what they wear everyday, and they have pajamas. Because you know, we aren't total animals," he laughed. He opened the box to reveal lots of old clothes. "Don't worry they have all been washed," he joked. He rummaged through the box then pulled the corner of a shirt. He smiled at it and picked it up to show me. It was a cream color with a darker brown collar and the same on the trim of the arms. "This will work, about your size probably," he says through a grin so wide I'm not sure if I can trust it. I hold it up and scoff.

"This won't fit me, but it works for pajamas I guess," I said as I rolled my eyes. Alby then goes back to searching the box and finds a pair of sweatpants. They were green and cut into shorts. The bottoms were all fringed and I held them up to my legs and they went down to about my mid thigh. "Are these my 'assigned' pajamas?" I ask in a teasing tone.

"You keep that attitude and you will be sleeping with Bark the dog in the pig pen," Alby says with a chuckle.

"Point taken," I say as I walk towards the bathroom to change. The clothes smell like they where washed with a regular bar of soap you use in the shower. I slip the pajamas on and go back out to see Alby.

When he turned around and saw

me I strike a ridiculous pose and he rolled his eyes and motioned for me to follow him up the hallway. He pushed on doors until one opened. He opened the doors and gestures inside.

"Your suite, Madame," he said with a grand sarcastic bow.

"How kind of you," I say returning the energy. As I walk in, he kicked the back of my knee causing me to stumble. He laughed as I put my 'work clothes' on the tiny bed side table.

"Night greenie," he said as he turned out the little lamp on the table. I smiled and get in bed, tucking in the covers around me. I tried to fall asleep but all I could think about is Newt and his dreamy brown eyes.

Eventually, I finally do drift off to sleep.

The next morning, I'm awakened by shouting and uneven foot steps up and down the hall. The sound of doors opening and someone yelling.

"Oi, get the bloody hell up shank. 'Got another big day today," Someone with an accent calls to me. I smile, knowing exactly who it is, and open my eyes slowly. . . When he busts open my door his face is painted with surprise.

"Y/n!" He says "I didn't know you where sleeping here."

"Surprise," I say through a tired laugh and swing my feet over the bed so I'm sitting up. He looks at me and than suddenly gets very flustered. His cheeks turn pink and he starts to fidget a little. "What's wrong?" I ask now standing up.

"What are you wearing?" He says as he stumbled over to me with his giant boot brace for his foot.

"Uhm, my pajamas, what's wrong?" I ask nervously.

"Where'd you get 'em?" He says as he rubbed the bottom of the shirt between his thumb and index finger.

"Uh, Alby gave them to me," I tried not to sound so worried. Newt just smiled a bit and shook his head.

"He's trying to play bloody matchmaker," he says, "Those are the clothes I wore when I first got to the glade. I cut the pants because they where so hot."

"Ohh I'm sorry, want me to change and get new ones?" I asked, apologizing.

"Oh, no buggin reason to apologize, besides they look much better on you than they ever did on me," He said through a smile.

"Newt!" I heard Alby yell down the hallway, "What's the hold up on the wake up?" Just as he finished, he peaks in my room to see me and Newt standing so close to each other, him still rubbing the end of my shirt. He has the smuggest smirk on his face. "You know what, I can take over since you're busy," he dragged out the last word and slowly turned around.

"Alby! As soon as I get this bloody boot off I'm gunna buggin kill you!!!" Newt screamed as Alby sprints down the hallway. I laugh and Newt joins in. "Well, get your work clothes on and get ready, ask Alby what your job is today," he said with a smile. I smiled back and grabbed my clothes and headed to the bathroom.