Your PoV
Newt had called a gathering to decide my fate *cough cough* job. (Anyone get that reference? No? Ok...)
I trudged out of bed and made it to the gathering in time. I was told to sit on a chair up at the front. Sitting next to me were Minho and Newt. Alby was next to Newt, and Winston was next to Minho. Frypan and Gally couldn't make this one. Something about runaway salad?
Alby stood up. "We are are all here today to decide what job Y/n will have. Cast your votes." I looked down, but heard Winston speak up. "I think she should be a slicer. Shuck it, She's a natural!" Then came Minho. "Hmm... Maybe, Winston. But i think she should be a track hoe. She can handle lots of physical work and does it really quickly. And also, guys, cut out the formalities. It's not a funeral." Minho finished.
Then I heard that familiar British accent and lifted my head. Newt. "Well, I do think that she would be a really good track hoe. She's stronger than bloody Minho!" I blushed at this and Minho responded sassily. "Nothing can beat this." He motioned to himself. Newt rolled his eyes. "Well, Alby. What'd ya say?" Alby thought for a moment before replying. "So a track hoe it is."
I squealed mentally. More time with newt! I must really like the guy to be excited to work for him...
A/n sorry for it being so short! It's just a filler chapter. Sorry!
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(DISCONTINUED) United - Newt X Reader
Misteri / ThrillerThe box lurched to the left. I tightened my grip. Closing my eyes, I prayed to get out of this alive... When Y/n enters the maze, she finds that she is the only girl there. Then she meets Newt... And things change. For good. Hopefully. Hey guys! Yea...
