A girl new to the glade falls hopelessly in love with Newt, but what happens when her past unfolds and she can no longer hide from the truth.
✰Will she choose 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 over saving the world?✰
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I want to buy you something, but I don't have any money
Money- The Drums __________________________________
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A panting Chuck came running over to us. He stopped a few feet away and placed his hands on his knees out of breath, inhaling and exhaling deeply.
I stood up from my spot abruptly, going to the younger boy almost immediately. "What's wrong Chuck?" I asked in a concerned tone. I gently placed a hand on his back moving it in a circular motion.
"I-" He breathed out. "-they are l-looking for you two." Chuck managed to say. A few seconds go by and he cleared his throat at last and I dropped my hand as he stood tall.
"Take a sit." I gestured a hand to where the other brown haired boy was sitting. The brunette nodded and stood off of the ground. Then, used his hands to clean off the dirt al over his pants. "Who's looking for us?" he asked.
"In the gathering room. Alby told me to come and fetch ya. He said it was important, so I ran all the way here." Chuck told him.
"Come on." The brunette signaled a hand for Chuck to sit. He met my eyes, glancing towards the wooden building where the gatherings take place and back to me.
Chuck sat down aggressively, leaning on the tree and letting out a well deserved sigh.
"Sit tight. We will be back." I told the Chubby boy. Chuck raised a lazy thumbs up, then closed his eye lids not wanting to speak at the moment.
We hesitantly began to walk over to the wooden building. I purposely walked extra slowly, trying to procrastinate as much as possible, but when Minho came out of the building looking stressed. I began to pick up my pace.
Reaching the building in less than ten seconds, I spoke up. "You needed us?" I questioned.
Minho sighed, "Not me. Them." His head tilted towards the door, gesturing to the boys inside. Minho rolled his eyes before opening the squeaky wooden door. He walked in not wasting a second.
His attitude changed significantly. Earlier he was all sarcastic and happy but that demeanor dropped and now it was starting to put my on edge. It didn't take a scientist to know something was up.
"Well." The brown haired boy shrugged next to me. "Go on." He said looking at the door with an uneasy expression.
I pushed his shoulder gently and he stumbled a head of me. "Me? You're the man." I said.
