Your POV.
"Rise and shine Greenie." I was awoken by Alby. I sat up with a stretch.
"Hey." I smiled tiredly.
"Get up and get dressed. We're having you try your first job today." He said. I nodded.
He left for me to change. Only problem was. I didn't have any other clothes. I looked around Newts hut. In the corner of the room. There was a small shelf. On the shelf was a hoodie. It was run down and dirty, but it was better then what I had on. I pulled of my top and replaced it with the hoodie.
Hoping he wouldn't care I skipped out of the hut, smiling at Alby who was leaning against a tree. "Come on." He nodded for me to follow him.
"You know, you're the first greenie not to ask questions about the maze." He said. I shrugged.
"Newt told me what was out there, I think in here sounds a lot more fun." I said. Truth be told, I was curious, but it seemed like a touchy subject.
"Well, we have three rules here in the Glade." Alby said. I looked at him.
"1. We all pull our way, that's why we're going job hunting for you today." He said. I nodded.
"Understandable." I waited for him to continue.
"2. Never hurt another Glader." He said sternly. I pointed at my arms.
"You think I could hurt someone?" I joked, I noticed him crack a smile.
"You never know, and finally 3. Never, never go into the maze." He said, seeming very serious.
"Then why does Minho and the others go in?" The question came out before I could think.
"They're runners, every day those doors open. They run out there looking for a way out." He explained. I nodded.
"Anyway, here we are." He sighed, we stopped in front of a wooden hut, about two stories, it looked like it'll collapse any minute.
"Today, you'll train as a MedJack." Alby explained. Just then two boys walked out.
"This is Clint and Jeff, they will show you the ropes, good luck." He said before heading over to Newts direction, who was eyeing us the entire time.
"Hey Y/N, come on we'll show you everything." Jeff smiled, gesturing me to follow them. I looked back from Newt and followed them with a smile.
"So our job is to treat the gladers, we mainly treat builders, klunk heads always getting hurt, or into fights." Clint explained. I chuckled.
"We get the occasional slicer, they'd slice of their heads if they could." Jeff continued. I nodded. Chuckling again.
"Do you think you can handle it?" Clint asked. I nodded, sighing.
"I think so." I hope so.
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"So you dropped the hammer on your hand?" I asked James, a builder, he is the 4th person to come to us in the past hour.
He nodded. "Yeah, stupid thing just fell out of my hand." He laughed, he wouldn't stop staring at me.
I was wrapping up his hand when a cough interrupted me. I turned to see Alby and Newt standing next to an amused looking Clint.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Can we talk to you for a minute Y/N?" Alby asked, Newt was glaring daggers at James. I ignored it.
"Yeah sure.. uh Clint?" I asked, not having to finish my sentence before he took the bandage from my hands and walking over to James.
I followed the two boys out off the hut.
"What's up?" I asked. Alby chuckled to himself a little.
"Well, we decided on your job. You'll be working with Frypan in the kitchen." Alby said.
"What why? I love working as a medjack." I pouted.
"Yeah, but a slight problem, gladers are purposely hurting themselves so you can treat them." Newt scoffed. He hadn't smiled once.
"Oh right Okay." I nodded. Alby smiled.
"Sorry Y/N. It's for the best." He patted my shoulder. I nodded glumly. A voice called him over and he turned and left, not before giving me a small smile.
"Nice hoodie." Newt said. I looked up at him to see a smug look on his face. I blushed.
"Oh yeah sorry, I just needed something fresh to wear and- I can give it back if you like." I tried to take it off. Newt stopped me.
"1. You're only wearing a bra under that and 2. Wear it whenever you like, I'll have to borrow it sometimes, but I'll leave a request in the box for some more clothes for you." He finally smiled.
"Thanks." I blushed. He smiled.
"So those boys." He started. "Seem a bit desperate." He joked. I laughed.
"Oh I'm just too fabulous." I flipped my hair. He nudged me. Then I dropped my arms, getting serious.
"Uhh Newt, how old do I look?" I asked. He took a step back and looked at me.
"You look about 15/16." He nodded. I smiled.
"Can I ask another question? What do I look like?" I looked down and kicked my foot. He stared at me more intently now.
"Well, you have lovely Y/H/C, big Y/C/E, and you're about Y/H your height. Might I say, you're really pretty." He smiled. I blushed a little.
"You're only saying that because I'm the only girl you can remember ever meeting." I laughed. He nodded.
"Still, you're gorgeous love." He said. I looked down. We were filled with awkward silence.
"Care to wait at the door with me?" He asked. I instantly agreed. We walked, Well I skipped, over to the door. Waiting for Minho to arrive. I lay on the grass as Newt leant on the wall.
I studied him. He had warm brown eyes, that reflected the sun perfectly. His tall lean frame was also muscler. I imagined his lop sided smile and the way his dirty blonde hair fell nicely on his forehead.
As for his personality. He seemed very reserved, like he was hiding his feelings from the world, I'm not saying everyone here was overflowing with happiness. But he seemed more distant. His kindness radiated of him, making me smile when ever I look at him.
Newt looked at me and said, "you know, staring is rude." I looked away to the door quickly.
"Sorry." He mumbled. "Didn't mean to embarrass you." He commented. I waved a hand notifying that it was okay.
Just then Minho came jogging around the corner, out of the maze and looped his arms around mine. Dragging me off to the kitchen.
I looked back at Newt telling bye, only to see him not looking at me but watching the doors close slowly. With a solemn look on his face.
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It's a long story. (Newt x reader) [COMPLETED]
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