A new girl in the glade falls hopelessly in love with Newt, but what happens when her past unfolds. Lilah can no longer hide from the truth. She must face her battles. While balancing her live life. Easier said than done.
✰Will Lilah choose...
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"Big day, greenies!"
I shifted in my uncomfortable sleeping position. I groaned and began to stretch my arms and shoulders.
"Ya sure you don't want to sit this one out?" Minho squatted infront of the pit. Geared up for the run today.
Thomas blankly looked at Minho, not having any of this. "Come on, man. Get us out of here."
Minho held his hands up in defense. "He's not a morning person is he?" The asian asked me. I yawned. "No."
Crawling out of the pit. Minho almost immediately handed me a leather vest, which I then proceeded to strap it on.
I looked like Minho.
The three of us stood a few feet away from the entrance to the maze. The morning sun wasn't fully up and I hardly saw any gladers around. That was until Newt walked out of Med-Jack.
He yawned and began to walk over to us. Minho gave Thomas a look and they both moved closer to the maze, giving Newt and I space.
The blondes hair was in every possible direction and his eyes had been slightly puffy. The lack of sleep was noticeable. "Good morning, green bean." He tiredly said.
"Good morning. How did you sleep?" I was worried about him. I'm no scientist and all but sleep is very important, in order for your brain to function properly.
Newt glanced over to the maze doors that began to open up. His forehead wrinkled. Looking down at me, I could tell he was worried. "Stay close to Minho and Thomas. Okay? And if you see a bloody Griever run straight to the glade. Minho and Thomas can protect themselves."
I admired his protection over me. "Nothing is going to happen, Newt. We're just going to pick up some more clues-" Minho cleared his throat, loudly. Then signaled for us to leave. "I'll be back before you know it." I finished.
Newt forced a smile. "Okay." He said, picking up my hand. "I'll be waiting for you." And pecked my knuckles.
My hand fell to my side and I stretched my fingers before curling them back to normal. But something else caught my attention. Newts shirt was lazily buttoned and it seemed to be bothering me the more I looked at it.
