Shanker wanker

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Tegan's POV

Newt walks out, running his huge hands through his golden hair. That turns me on it's weird. Suddenly my legs feel weak and I fall to the floor, my chest feels like it's going to burst. I'm remembering. I'm remembering all my old feelings for Newt. They are ten times more powerful than I feel now.

I've fallen in love with him all over again. That's why they are only ten times more intense.

I steadily heave myself onto my bed and I take three deep breaths before standing up to get unchanged for bed. I slither into my bed, just realising how tired I am, of how much my body aches.

I wake up at two am.

Red blood stains has swamped my bed covers.

Period my old friend, seems you forced Bob to visit me again. I see you've given me the rag and made me get on. Yes I'm on. My dislike of periods...

"Alby!" I shuffle out my tent towards his and Gally's tent.

"Hmm?" I hear in a mumble then a sleepy Alby steps outside his tent.

I explain.

"Right. Go put your dirty bed stuff for the wash. Then get your clothes off putting them there too. Urh, then have a shower then get changed."

"Yeah, I found pads in my room this morning."

So I do as he said, washing my hands in all the right places and I change my bed stuff too. By the time I'm finished it's four am then at six am Chuck comes to my tent and waked me up, telling me the Gladers are starting to wake. I walknround to everyone, their heavy eyelids are opening slowly as if it's the hardest task in the world to do so. Then Chuck walks off and goes to chat to Minho.

"Tegan!" Thomas yells running towards me with Newt hobbling slightly behind him.

He tried to hug me but I held my hand out in front of me.

"Ha no." I say.

He looks a slight but upset so I nod to Alby and he takes Newt away and I tell Thomas I'm on my period.

"Ohhhh. Oh. Ew." He comments.

I actually manage a laugh, his voice sounds funny.

Alby, unusually calls for another Glade meeting in council hall. Me and Thomas walk there together, trying to remember all them Xbox games we used to play together for WICKED.

"Everyone! SLINT IT!" Alby roars. Everyone shuts their trap immediately,"Now, Ben's banishing is at sundown because of preparation issues from yesterday. We had a slight delay," Alby nods at Thomas respectfully, "But all is on track."

I see Newt in a huddle with Minho deep in conversation behind Alby whispering.

"It's gonna be hard on her..."

I hear one of the three whisper.

"Second thing, all you better be respectful, we now have for a week a bloody situation on our hands-"

Me, Newt, Thomas, Minho, Frypan and Winston knows what he's on about and we all burst out laughing hysterically. Then Newt clears his throat first and we all shut the hell up.

"God help me..." Newt mutters.

"Thirdly, we have two greenies on our hand, so Frypan, take Thomas first for the cooking, then Newt, for being a track-hoe-"

"I'm not a hoe!" Thomas squeals as his voice broke and everyone burst out laughing in hysteria including Alby.

"I know you're not, Thomas, Newt will explain later I'm sure. Then Thomas you will join Winston, then Jeff and tomorrow you'll work with the baggers, sloppers, Gally and then that's it."

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