Our spot

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(Still newts POV)


.....She wasn't there...she wasn't standing there. It's okay, Minho will probably find her and bring her back. I went to sit at our little spot in the woods where we would hang out sometimes. We had carved our names into the wood. That's how we knew it was ours. I sat there for a few and decided I couldn't just sit there and pout. I went to do my job as if it were a normal day like every other day. A few hours had passed and it was almost time for Minho to come back through the door. I stood at the door and waited for him to come back. I saw a shadow against the wall and watched Minho come running through the door. Without Jane.


He came and stopped beside me.

"She-she wasn't there, I couldn't find her..I'm sorry Newt." He said putting a hand on my shoulder and then running off.

  It was the same answer everytime. 

'she wasn't there.' 'i couldn't find her.' for a whole month this was the answer everytime Minho came back from running the maze. And everytime, I went to our spot and cried.

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