"Not another one."
"We just got Teressa yesterday. Why send up another Greenie?"
"Maybe we're all getting a girl," Newt thought aloud.
Every Glader looked at him. "You heard me. Thomas got Teressa, who's next?"
No one answered. When the sounds of the Box came to a stop and it's doors finally opened, everyone looked down at the girl starring up at them.
"Who are you and where the bloody hell am I?" you said in a rich British accent.
Everyone who had heard what the girl had said turned to look at Newt.
"Mine!" he claimed.
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Maze Runner Imagines
FanfictionThese are just some Newt and Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines I've been working on. Some are long and more detailed and some aren't. Some are continued off of other imagines I found and saved. Message me if you have an idea or a suggestion and maybe...
