First Date, Worst Memory

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I was getting ready quickly. I took off of work early to get ready for my date with Newt. I wore my purple shirt with my pale jeans with the tears in it. It was my cutest outfit in my opinion. (Sorry if you hate purple, you can pick another mentally if you wish). I had taken a shower and was brushing my y/h/l hair. I borrowed a strawberry from the gardens this morning. I cut it open and put it on my lips. It gave kind of a shiny look which is the closest I could get to lipstick. I couldn't put on anything else makeup wise because I didn't get makeup in the Glade. The Creators did give me razor to shave my legs at least. 

I opened the door and was met with an adorable Newt waiting for me. He was holding flowers which he seemed to have picked from the woods. He had combed his hair and his eyes didn't have his usual sadness to them. 

"Good evening," Newt said flirtatiously. "I will be accompanying you this evening."

"Sounds delightful," I said going along with it.

He handed me the flowers then stuck out his left arm to escort me. I took the flowers in my right hand and hooked my left arm around his. We walked over to dinner where Fry had put out a basket. Newt picked it up and then we turned towards the woods. We walked and talked until I realized where he was taking me.

"Here we are," Newt said setting the basket down. "Your favorite spot in the Glade."

"How'd you know this was my favorite spot?" He had taken me to my tree.

"I saw how you would come up here everyday for lunch. You always looked so peaceful and happy."

I smiled, I was touched he had noticed the little things I do that make me happy. None of my other dates had noticed this at all. 

Newt opened the basket and put down a blanket and gestured for me to sit down. I did while he pulled out a candle and lit it and put it down beside us. Then he pulled out a small dinner of sandwiches and cards. This looked like this would be fun. 

We packed Egyptian's rats crew and war till it was  night. Turned out I was pretty competitive and had really good reflexes. I got those doubles so many times. It was by far the best date ever. Newt was so much fun and a really good competitor. I laughed a lot and so did Newt. We talked in between games too. He was so sweet and funny. 

Since it was dark, Newt grabbed my hand and escorted me back to my room after we cleaned up dinner. He kissed me good night at my door and I went in thinking about what a wonderful night it was.

 I put my flower's down beside my bed. I then laid down on my sheets (it was a warm night) and was there for a few seconds before I had the most horrid experience of my life. A hand wrapped around me and held my mouth shut and held me down. I couldn't see who it was since it was so dark.

"Listen well, greenie," said a familiar voice. I couldn't place it though. I was to panicked by what the shuck was happening. I tried to move but I couldn't. They were too strong. "You are going to break up with Newt or I will make your life a living hell. You have until tomorrow. Meet me at the corner of the Glade tomorrow at night once it is done." 


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