Original // Newt

Chapter Three ~ Leaders

A/N. For a while, I'll do many updates. I have nothing to say, but enjoy the chapter!

Newt's POV

"You know my name, Dasha."

"Alex?"

And that's when Dasha fainted. She slumped, her leg cracked, I yelled at Alex, brought her to the Infirmary and waited, and thought. And that's how we get to me, sat next to the first girl in the Glade, and considering.

How did they know eachother? Were they going out?

You are fourteen, Newt.

I may be fourteen, but how old is Dasha? Unfortunately, we'll never know. I sit there, thinking. After an hour, she wakes up.

"N-Newt?" She groans.
"I'm right here, Dasha." I stand next to her, bent near her beautiful face.

Stop thinking about her like that!

She is a random girl, she is your friend, and you are only fourteen!

But what does Alex think? What is he planning. And then, I realise what time it is. It's an hour after noon.

"Dasha, I'm so, so sorry, but we need to go. They want all of us down there - right now." I help her out of bed, and we walk to the centre of the Glade.

And as we stand there, all of us, a computer rises from the floor. Four poles, with a sheet of blue glass that it was resting on. And the computer turned on, and I see a face.

"Hello, sub- I mean Gladers." She corrects herself. "We have your first task. You are to create order, get ready. You need leaders. Do this how you wish, and be ready for us to contact you again." And the computer turns off.

The Glade erupts into a burst of noise, as I drag Dasha over to Alby. "Everyone meet tonight, here!" Alby shouts. "Now get back to your jobs." And everyone wanders off, and Dasha looks as if she is in pain.

"Let Dasha rest until tonight." Alby mutters. I take her back to the Infirmary, and she rests.

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Alby sends Clint up to us, and I carry her to the meeting place, where we all sit on the floor.

"All right, shanks! We need a leader here, and it's gonna go like this. I've taken all of your input, as has Gally and Minho. Everyone will vote for a leader, and a second in command. The leader will choose a second second in command. Anyone could be voted as leader, anyone can vote."

He takes a breath, so Minho takes over.

"So, anyone wanna choose who to vote on?" He yells.

I know exactly who I want as my Leader, so I stand up. "Alby!" The one I named looks at me in surprise, but smiles.

"Righ', who else?" Minho says. "Speak up now, Slintheads,"

What is it with him and making up words? Shank, shuck, Slintheads... Although they are all pretty good insults.

"Gally." A small voice squeaks up.

"Ok. Anyone else?" Everyone is silent. So Minho takes charge. "Gally, Alby, out."

"Minho, we are outside." Says Alby, in annoyance.
"Oh yeah. Well, we'll fix that at some point. You can't vote, stay right where you are!"

"Hands up for Gally."
"Hands up for Alby."
I hope beyond hope it's Alby, and Dasha votes for him, shooting me a weak smile. "Are you okay?" I whisper. "I'm fine, Newt. Stop fussing," she pushes me.