The Maze Runner: Beating heart (Newt Fan fiction)

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We head off to have breakfast, Newt introduces me to Frypan, the cook. We grab our breakfast, which is fried egg, water and slightly burnt bread and sit down on a table with two other boys. One of them is short, young, with bright blue eyes and brown curly hair that comes to his shoulders, I learn that his name is Chuck and he is annoying but cheerful. The other one is a tall, muscular, Asian kid who is named Minho. I seem to recognize him from some where but can't quite put my finger on it. He doesn't talk that much, when he does it's about the maze (or being sassy). He stares at me as if I'm some sort of alien, I shuffle in my seat a bit, uncomfortable with his continuous staring. As we eat none of us speaks, all you can hear is the clink and clanging of the cups and plates. I decide to break the silence,
"So where is Thomas?" I ask
"Ee's been pwut in da swammer," says Chuck with his mouth full of Frypans breakfast
I stare in disgust as Chuck continues to shove food into his mouth, Minho smirks at my expression.

"Lovely," was all I could manage to say

"So what is the griever girls plan for today?" Minho asks Newt completely ignoring the annoying expression on my face.

"She's going to chop some wood, it'll be good for her muscles" replied Newt

"I thought she might start training,"

"No she needs a rest from yesterday and her arm needs a day to heal properly,"

My jaw drops and I frown, 'I can't believe there ignoring me just like that, as if I wasn't here'  finally the anger bursts out of me like a wild animal,

"I can speak for myself," I say, frustration raising the volume of my voice "Im not a little child!"

Chuck stops shoving food into his mouth and Newt stops sipping on his water. They all stare at me shocked at my attitude.

"Im sorry," replies Minho sarcastically

That was enough. I needed some time on my own.

I stood up, pushing my chair all they way back and began to sprint, dodging all of the confused Galders until I reach one of the doors. I turn back and see Newt shouting and attempting to run with his bad ankle and Minho is sprinting full speed towards me telling me to stop. Then I realized what I was doing was stupid and pointless because I would have no where to go if I stepped outside into the maze. Instead I ran into the density of the Deadheads forest.

I was surprised at how quickly the light had disappeared. From the dinner room the forest had looked small maybe a couple of acres. But now running in it, it seemed huge. The trees were like skeletons with leaves mostly all at the top creating a canopy that blocked out most of the light making it look like twilight. A soft breeze swept through making the small plants and bushes move, creating strange noises. The forest looks beautiful yet sinister at the same time. I turn back and couldn't see anyone coming but I could still hear footsteps and twigs snapping so I decide to climb one of the stronger looking trees. Once I am satisfied with the height I stop and find a comfortable spot to sit in. A red blinking light catches my eye. A small, metal creature appears from the darkness, it scuttles up the branch the stops in front of me as if it is taking a picture. Then it crawls back down the tree, the last thing  see of it is the letters W.I.C.K.E.D scrawled down its smooth, rounded back in large green letters. Suddenly I see Minho running underneath the tree I'm on. I hold my breath as he runs past it, without looking up. Then I take a deep breath of the humid yet strangely fresh air around me and think about my previous life, trying to at least get a memory to spring loose from my brain .But nothing. Minho comes round again, this time walking and scanning the area. Then I remember. Minho was the other guy from the maze, the one with Thomas. It all started to make sense now. I relax and prop my arm on a branch then let out a moan, my arm still aches but its getting better now. Snap! The branch breaks and comes tumbling down landing behind Minho, he jolts and spins around with his knife out, expecting something to be behind him. He then looks down and spots the fallen branch, smacking himself in the forehead. I giggle, amused by his reaction. Finally he looks up and notices me. He shakes his head and demands me to come down, I give up with hiding and slide down the trunk landing steadily in front of him.

"You're a bundle of klunk aren't you," He says rubbing his temple

I purse my lips "so what if I am?"

He huffs and puts his arms up "look! Im sorry, okay. I was only teasing you. Seeing if you were tough or not okay?"

"And?"

"I guess you are the tiniest bit tough," He jokes gesturing with his fingers

I punch him in the arm playfully,

"Don't worry I'll learn,"

Then we make our way back to the box, joking about my tree climbing and Minho's girly shriek. Newt looks at us puzzled,

"Bloody hell, you run into the forest fuming at each other and come out happily skippin' like a married couple,"

I roll my eyes at him and begin working. Chopping wood is hard especially under direct sunlight, tiny beads of sweat trickling down my forehead but I cope. Later on we have dinner, I see Chuck taking two plates instead of one, I ask him who its for.

"Thomas," he answers "he's gotta eat somethin' hasn't he?"

"Do you mind if I deliver his food? I want to speak to him,"

"Fine," he says shoving the plate to me

Almost immediately he starts teasing me,

"Are you his girlfriend now?" he asks making puppy eyes and weird faces

Newt looks at me, with a slightly worried look on his face,

"No im not you little shank," I says back, lightly slapping his head

Newts frown relaxes and he starts to eat. I walk over to the slammer (aka the jail) with mine and Thomas's plate, I don't entirely trust them with my food so I bring it with me. I open the little slot in the Slammer door and push his plates of bread, chicken and water through. A head pops out of the shadows.

"Thomas?" I say, my voice echoing in the dark room.

"Yeah, im here,"

"Its me," I pause "the girl from yesterday,"

He stands up and walks to the door, then looks into the small window. He smiles at me, his eyes glinting in the sunlight,

"Hey,"

"Hi, I just wanted to check if you were okay, you know- from what happened yesterday,"

"Overall im good I guess, still a little traumatized and now bloody bored in this damp dungeon," he answered snorting

I nod then walk away,

"Wait!" he shouts

I turn around

"Can you please stay with me for the rest of dinner? I've had hardly no human interaction today,"

I let out a quiet laugh,

"If you insist,"

I sit down of the grass next to the door and eat. We talk about the maze, the glade and what will happen tomorrow. When we're done I say goodbye and take his plate back to Frypan. Then make my way to bed, I walk past Newt and he stares at me but I ignore him.

"Did you get a goodnight kiss from poor Tommy?" teased Chuck

I kick him in the ribs, harder this time, tell him to shut his mouth and go to bed. Sleep didn't come that easily. But when it did. I was relived.