Newt Imagine For Scarrlett

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We all sat around the campfire. It was joyful, and full of life. 

"Scarrlett!" The Gladers call out. 

I get up and walk to where everyone is. I see Newt standing there. He is my best friend, we had been practicing a song, I wrote. He helped me though. It was a duet. 

"Time to sing!" He grabbed my hand. 

I shake my head, blushing. "Just look at me, like we do when we practice."

He started to sing. 

"We're soarin', flyin'," He sings. "There's not a star in heaven that we can't reach."

It was my turn to sing. "If we're trying, so we're breaking free."

I back down and he sings, "You know the world can see us, in a way that's different than who we are." He grabs my hand, holding it in his. 

"Creating space between us," I bring my hand back slowly, "'til we're separate hearts."

He joins me, grabbing my hand and spinning me, "But your faith it gives me strength, strength to believe."  We sing.

"We're breaking free." He smiles widely while singing. 

"Soarin'" I sing.

"Flyin,'" He sings. I join him, "There's not a star in heaven that we can't reach."

"If we're trying," His voice sounds like an angel. I dance around him. I join in with him, "Yeah, we're breaking free."

"Oh we're breaking free." He sings, spinning me around once more. "Ohhhh." I sing along. 

He sings his part, "Can you feel it building? Like a wave the ocean just can't control."

"Connected by a feeling, ohhhh, in our very souls." I sing to him. After, I sing it, he sings, "very souls."

Singing together, "Rising 'til it lifts us up. So everyone can see."

I drop out so he can sing. "We're breaking free."

I take over. "We're soarin.'"

He sings, "Flyin.'"

Together, "There's not a star in heaven that we can't reach. "

"If we're trying," His voice sounds more amazing than before. I dance around him, with him. I join in with him, "Yeah, we're breaking free."

"Oh we're breaking free." He sings, spinning me around once more. "Ohhhh." I sing along. 

"Ohh, runnin,'" I smile wider. 

"Climin.'" 

We sing, "To get to the place to be all that we can be."

"Now's the time," He sings, after him I sing, "So we're breaking free."

 "We're breaking free!"

"Ohhh, yeah." The gladers clap along with us. Minho and Thomas at the front. 

Him:"More than hope, more than faith."

Me: "This is true, this it fate. And together we see it coming."

Him: "More than you, more than me."

Me: "Not a want but a need."

Both: "Both of us, breaking free."

Me: "Soarin.'"

Him: "Flyin.'"

Both: "There's not a star in heaven that we can't reach." He start to slow dance with me. "If we're trying."

Newt sings, "Yeah, we're breaking free."

" runnin,'"  I sing to him. 

"Ohhh, climbin.'"

"To get to the place to be all that we can be." We sing, "Now's the time."

"So we're breaking free," Newt sings loudly. 

"You know the world can see us. In a way that's different than who we are." We dance slower. 

He bends down and kisses me on the lips, "Wanna be my girlfriend?"

I kiss him again, "Yea," I blush.

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This song doesn't belong to me, the last song on the Minho slide, doesn't belong to me either. Neither do most of these characters.


Question- if you answered yes for the last question. Who would you save?


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