The Scorch Girl// Book 2// Newt TMR Fanfic

Chapter 3

Hello all, long time no see. Question, have you ever wanted to be a character in this story? Well read on my friends info is at the very end ;) also worth noting I've managed to mix up the storyline by mistake. Sorry :(
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I pressed a finger to the wall, it was definitely there. The man was at the desk, book in hand.

How the hell? All this was just too hard to believe, something was up. I felt someone pull my collar down and move their finger gently across the back of my neck. I swing around and stop at the last minute noticing it was Newt.

"Gah! Newt you startled me"

"...Rose" his face looked pale, he pulled me into his arms and held me tight.

"Uh, Newt? Where's this coming from?"

One boy had called out from behind, "he won't tell us anything. Told us we had to wait till he's ready"

Odd, who the heck was this guy. Thomas managed to fling himself at the wall with little success great going doofus, the aim is too not break your skull before we get out

"Yeah, you don't think I don't know that. Have any shucking idea what the heck this wall is?"

None, wait till he decides he wants to talk. Maybe we'll get our answers

I managed to see Thomas rub his nose, he was such a slinthead sometimes. He had gotten into his intense thinking mode again, trying to find a loophole somehow by touching the wall and looking for something, anything.

With a sigh ever so gracefully the man from the desk put his novel down and stood up. The mans attire was white, I'd like to say there was some other colour but it was just, white.

"How many times do I have to repeat this?" The man said, he had a nasally voice that matched his pale skin and scrawny build. Not to mention how oddly fitting it was to match the blindly and most definitely annoying suit. "We still have 47 minutes before I've been authorised to implement phase 2 of the trials. Please show your patience and leave me alone. You've been given this time to eat and replenish yourselves, and I strongly suggest you take advantage of it young mm. Now if you don't mind.."

The man quickly assumes his reading position, Thomas on the other hand seemed to step back in disbelief. Thomas soon went back to talk with Minho

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Newt and I had joined Minho as he babbled on about Rat man, that was apparently his new decided name. Oddly fitting actually, the man actually seemed really familiar for some unknown reason. I had zoned out for most of the conversation, I was in my own world thinking about this "Rat Man" he was definitely odd and mysterious. This man knew just how to keep a bunch of teenage boys on edge withholding precious information about our purpose here no doubt.

I zoned back in to Newts voice, "shut your bloody holes" Newt whispered, "I think it's time" I let out a small gasp and looking over at Rat Man. He placed his feet on the floor and scooted his chair back to get a better look at a certain drawer, he then pulled it out and sifted through it.

"Ah, here it is" Rat Man said, "thank you for your gathering in an orderly manner so I can tell you what I've been... instructed to tell you. Please listen carefully"

"What's with the wall!" Minho shouted

"Shut it!" Newt replied, punching Minho in the arm

The man just smoothly continued as if the outburst had never happened, "you're all here because of an uncanny will to survive despite the odds, among.. other reasons. About sixty people were sent to live in the Glade. Well, your Glade anyway. Another sixty in group B, but we'll forget them for now"

Rat Mans eyes glanced at Aris and me before scanning everyone else carefully, looking for a reaction no doubt. Soon Rat Man was talking about how we'd figured out how we had been tested and how the Maze could safe the god damn human race, I believed it to be a load of crap just like Minho had.

Then he mentioned WICKED. I'll save you the rest of the details except for the fact that the Maze? Was only phase 1 now we apparently enter phase 2. Oh and not to mention everything was planned, even Chucks death. The bastards.

After it had all finished, I turned to Newt. "What's my, um.. tattoo thing say?"

Newt scratched the back of his neck, "you really wanna know?" I just nod my head in response, "yeah, I do"

"Yours says,property of WICKED, group A, subject A0, the mistake.."

My eyes widened, a mistake?
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Ok so this chapter wasn't very long but it was just to show I'm not dead. So if any of you are interested in becoming a character in this story I need to know you're all enthusiastic. If any of you are interested comment that you'd like to take part in the comment section and I'll give competition notice in the next chapter, I'll pick two winners who will star in this very story so get yo cheer on and start commenting people, I'll only open the competition if five people or more are interested. See you soon friends :)