He's not Immune [A Maze Runner fanfiction]

Chapter 2

Newt POV:

Everybody was silent. The girl lay there on the grass, her breathing steady. she had mid length, blonde hair. She wore a white tank top underneath a worn jean jacket. She had on skinny jeans and a really old pair of grey sneakers as well.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Newt mumbled, more to himself then everybody else.

Thomas, who had finally managed to get himself out of the box, was making his way to where the girl was lying on the ground.

"Nice, only six hours. She'll probably be awake before the other greenie.", Gally said this as he slowly made his way up towards the front of the crowed.

"Dammit, Gally! Can't you think about anybody but yourself for a once!", this was Thomas. He jumped up and walked over to face Gally. "You know, believe it or not, there are bigger things to worry about then you getting a shucking date with the Greenie!".

"I'm not surprised that out of every single Glader here, you and Newt are the ones who could care less about seeing a girl for the first time-"

"Gally, i swear, you keep talking and you will be spending the night sleeping with the bloody Grievers!" Newt shouted, cutting him off before he could finish.

"Thomas, help Clint and Jeff, take this girl to the Homestead. Everyone else get back to work, Frypan will have breakfast done in a little bit. And if anybody, I mean anybody, touches this girl, your spendin' the night making friends with the Grievers, good that?. " And with that, Newt spun around to go hunt down Minho in the crowd.

Once he found him he got straight to the point, "Minho, I want Thomas with me today. By the looks of it i might need his help calming down the rest of these shanks." Thomas was a runner, so he would go out into the maze and help map it out and try to find an exit. But he was also Newts second-in-command after Alby died. Sure, he had only been here a little over a month, but Newts other choices, like Minho, Winston, Zart and most of the other keepers, really didn't want to give up their roles as keepers. So Newt choose the next person he thought he could trust the most, and that was Thomas. He trusted the guy with his life, and since the moment he came up in the box he had felt like he had known him forever. He always felt a sense of familiarity and comfort when he was with Thomas. 

"I figured you would say that, yeah that's fine. But you gotta let him do some running at some point. You can't keep him here all the time just cause you want to spend every day with your boyfriend.", Minho replied.

"I do not keep him here all the time!" Newt said. That was a compete lie, he had kept him in the Glade 4 days over the past week. But what could he say, he liked spending time with his Tommy.

"Uh-huh", Minho replied.

"Fine, you get him tomorrow." Newt said. You see, Newt and Minho had struck a deal. Thomas really wanted to be a runner, but that requires being out in the maze. But Newt need him in the Glade if he was going to be second-in-command (or sometimes if he just needed some cheering up). So they compromised, Newt would keep Thomas in he Glade to help run things if he needed it, but then on all the other days he was at the mercy of Minho (isn't that a scary thought).

"Deal. But seriously, stop being so overprotective." Minho finally said.

Newt just rolled his eyes and he and Minho started making their way to breakfast.

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At breakfast that morning, there was a lot of hushed whispers in the crowed. The aura was really tense and kind of panicked. Understandable considering they had just received a message that the life they knew was going to completely fall apart.