Thomas' POV: "shift it slintheads!! Let me through!!" A deep voice shouted and a guy, pretty tall, stood above me. "Stand up then..." He said sarcastically and I pushed myself to my feet, weary of my own senses. "Names Alby, I'm the leader in the Glade" he introduced. Glade?? "MOVE!" Alby demanded and the rest of the boys scurried away like nice. Except cutie over there... Argh why do I like him this much?!
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"I got stuff to do shank, Newt here will show ya round. Capable Newt?" He chuckled and Newt nodded. Alby walked away and I was left with this gooooorgeous guy.... STOP IT THOMAS.... Keep it cool... "So what's your name?" Newt asked. "T-t-Thomas..." I stuttered. "Good that." He replied. "So you've got the Homestead, Deadheads, Gardens, And the Farm" he listed off, pointing out the different areas. I nodded although only to seem interested. I wasn't. I was interested in him. Majorly...
Shortly after the tour, it was nighttime... We all sat round a huge bonfire, and I was alone by a tree. I watched the other... Gladers, drinking, laughing and playing games. I was all alone... I watched Newt the most... Time seemed to slow when I stared at him... I didn't... Love him, did I...????
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Just To Lose Him{UNDER EDITING}
FanfictionYeah, we all know the story of the Gladers who came in the box, escaped the maze... But what if it never happened like that? Thomas came up in the box, covered in his own stomach contents... Only to find he was surrounded by a large group of boys...
