Not just a Girl || Newt

Chapter 15

"Yess!" I cheered once I heard the news. The news of me being the third runner. I was at the Homestead where the council had decided to the job change.

Every Keeper was very supported, the only people were Stef's gang. He can hold a long grudge that guy.

I literally jumped in Newts arms when he told me the news. He was now made first in command, because Alby is still unconscious.

I heard his laugh in my ear when he turned me around in his arms. He let go, and I turned to look at Minho. I saw him glaring at Newts head, but it quickly faded once his eyes connected with mine.

"Not a hug for you boss?" I smiled at him and also brought him in a hug.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"You deserve it." I let go of him, and tilted my head in confusion. He nodded his head to Newt who was standing behind me. "That one was very protective of you."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"That is because he thinks I am a weak girl."

"Just keep telling yourself that."

A loud ringing sound was heard, making everyone stop in their conversation. I knew that sound faintly. Everyone sprinted towards the box that started coming up.

This isn't right. It was every month, right?

They opened the doors, and Newt jumped down. I pushed my way through the gladers, and saw Thomas doing the same.

"Another girl?" Newt questioned, his eyes meeting mine. Newt quickly took a few steps back when the girl took in a deep breath.

Her eyes went right past mine towards the boy standing next to me.

"Thomas." A soft voice was heard. Her eyes rolled to the back of her eyes, and she passed out again.

Everyone turned slowly towards Thomas.

"I guess Thomas has dips." I said, some laughed, but my eyes were on Newt. He chuckled and shook his had to the side.

Newt picked up a piece of paper next to the girl. "She will be the last one." He spoke. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Everyone went quickly back to their work in confusion because of the note. Some helping the unconscious girl up, and bringing her to the Med-jack hut.

I turned to Chuck who was carrying the crates towards the Homestead. I went to help him with the boxes which he appreciated. We started to talk for a while until I saw small figure running through the field, making its way up the watch tower.

Some gladers were following her, and I grabbed Chuck with me towards the tower. The girl was fast, and now stood on the top of the tower. She threw some of the vegetables down towards the guys.

"Take cover!" I heard someone yell, I laughed at everyone making a shield out of wood laying around.

I stood in front of it with Newt and Gally. Thomas came up behind us.

"What is wrong with her?" He asked us.

Newt laughed. "I don't think she is very fond of us."

"I was also not very fond of you guys." A while ago I made a strap where I could hide a knife. It was for 'gardening', but it was for self-defence. I pointed at it and raised my eyebrows at Newt.

"But you like us now, right?" He questioned.

"Yes." His smile curved up. "But not you." I gave him a wink and walked away towards the kitchen to grab something to eat. I heard some of the boys laughing.

"I really like that girl." I heard Gally say.

My smile turned up. Gally really was that rough guy who hated everyone in the Glade, until you get to really know him. I don't understand why he hates Thomas' guts though. I don't really got to know Gally, but he appreciated my strength I guess.

I turned my head towards the guys seeing Newt following me with his eyes.

I made it to the kitchen, and started to make a sandwich. Frypan was out near the girl, so I could do it myself.

I heard the door open behind me, but I didn't turn around.

I was still slicing up the tomatoes for my sandwich. I stopped in my movement when I saw two hands on either side of me. I held my breath, when I felt a warm breath near my ear.

"You don't like me, Killer?" I heard the accent I had come used to over the week. I ignored him, partly because I was making a sandwich and part of me didn't trust my voice at the moment.

Where did my confidence go?

I just hummed at him, and focused back on my tomatoes. I really did not hate him, obviously. But I like to play games here, as it could get boring in the Glade.

"I will make sure you like me." His lips slightly touched my ear, making me shiver. My cheeks started to heat up, and I was frozen in my spot.

"Are you okay?" Another voice was heard. I turned around to see Frypan standing near the door. I was so out of this world that I did not hear Newt leaving me.

I gave a quick 'yeah' to Frypan, and quickly put everything on my sandwich, missing half the tomatoes I cut. I practically ran out of the door, towards my hammock with the sandwich in my mouth.

"There you are." I looked up to see Minho sitting on my hammock. "Let's go."

He walked towards the woods, where a small shed was. Once inside were weapons hanging on the walls, spears, knives and bows. My eyes moved over the table with something build on it. It looks like-

"This is the Maze."