Amaurotic \\ The Maze Runner [Newt] [1]

Chapter Twenty-One

[ P R E S E N T ]

After they helped the girl to the hut, where Clint and Jeff will take over, each taking turns to look after her, and to take care of the situation. Every one of Nova's flashbacks came into play through her mind, as she remembered everything... Which was weird to think... Considering she remembered absolutely nothing when she first got to the Glade. But, she guessed things were going to be changing soon, everything was happening so unnaturally. It was uncanny.

And so, Nova was at the Gathering. She presumed it was time for her to explain some important things, but in a way, she didn't know how. She was a little bit worried, but it wasn't like she had any other choice.

Or time for that matter, she thought.

Nova sat on one of the steps, as Newt was explaining some certain stuff. "There are a few things I want to address," He says. "Nova," He looks at her for a moment. Suddenly remembering their argument last night.

Nova fiddled with her fingers, the awkward feeling spreading all throughout the air around them both. But, she listened.

Newt continued, "We'll get to you in a moment, I want to hear other stories first. Alright?"

Nova nodded understanding, not speaking a single bit, she wasn't ready. Newt nodded in the moment, "Good that."

He then looked at the 'Newbie', "Tommy,"

Thomas began to bring his attention to the British boy. "What was that all about back there, at the Box?" Newt questioned.

the few Gladers that were sitting in a circle all around the Gathering, agreed, all of them at once sounding almost like a choir.

"Slim-it!" Newt roared in authority. "Did I bloody ask you shucks to speak? No. I was talking 'bout Tommy here." He nodded his head towards Thomas, to allow him to talk.

Nova tried to hide her smile, she always liked Newt's smooth ways around authority. She found it impressive, and submissive. The moment she sensed Newt's eyes glancing at her own, her smile was erased from her lips.

Nova could be stubborn at times, and she sure could hold a grudge. She wasn't about to let Newt win, not just yet, at least.

"She called your name," Newt rubbed at the corners of his lips, which was a normal gesture for him. "You know her?"

Thomas eyed Newt with confusion, but with knowledge at the same time. The girl had looked somewhat familiar to him, but, not enough to ring a bell. He didn't know what to say about that though, he didn't know whether it was a good or a bad thing.

And so, he shook his head for a 'no'.

"Are you sure?" Newt asked. "You almost seem unsure of yourself."

Thomas just shrugged, not knowing how to respond to that. "You know something, you just won't admit it!" Gally barged in, without permission.

"Gally," Newt has never been so dead serious. Nova's smile came back, only to disappear within the next few seconds, to not be seen.

Gally backed off, listening.

"I'm telling you guys," Thomas breathed. "I don't know anything about that girl, not that I can remember, anyway."

Gally crossed his arms, "I still think that's some klunk." He sighed.

Newt rolled his eyes at Gally's voice. But, nonetheless, he moved on. "Alright, fine." He looked all around the hut. "Anyone else have anything to say, you now have permission."