Finding Neverland (Newt x OC x Minho)

"What Happened?"

"We built too many walls and not enough bridges"

-Isaac Newton

Mia's POV

"Mia, get up," Newt shook my body as I stir on the bed and hugged him like a bolster.

"Five minute, Newt," I whined.

"It's twenty past seven already," he played with my hair. "You're trying out with the Track-Hoes right? Together with Thomas," He said.

"Alright, alright, I give up," I smiled and got up from his bed, taking my blue short-sleeved tee, and jeans shorts.

"Good that. I'll meet you at the fields," He said as he dressed up in his brown muscle top and broken white hoodie.

"Newt," I hugged his waist from my back.

"Yes, dear?" He touched my hand.

"Thank you for remembering about us. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything back then," I leaned on his back.

"It's okay, dear. What's good now is that I can always see you at the glade, and it was less depressing with you around," He turned around and hugged me. "Let's get to the field. Zart and Tommy must have waited for us," He smiled and pulled my arm gently as we ran to the fields.

Zart had waited us to work at the field. He assigned me to work with the grape vines and harvesting the grapes. Newt went to the carrot fields and harvested them. Tommy got the worst part. He had to go beyond the blood-house to get the cow dung fertilisers. I spent half of my first ten minutes to laugh at my brother because he's got the worst task out of everything we could possibly do around at the field. Zart said I did good with the grapes and roses. He then taught me to harvest the potato without hurting the potato itself. Well that one did go a little out of hand on the first try. But I got used to it and did pretty good on another try.

We stopped by lunch time and I slipped into the kitchen, helping fry with the lunch menu. I taught Fry to make beef wellington. He tasted the wellington and told me that he liked the taste. He didn't know I could cook this delicacy really well. Within an hour, a huge portion for 50 boys was ready and we both evened out the portions and distributed to all the guys.

"Fry, this was bloody good," Newt shouted.

"Well, all credit goes to the she-greenie," Fry chuckled as I elbowed his rib lightly.

"Uh.. I .." I stuttered, finding all the boys staring at me with wide eyes.

"I don't know my sister can cook," Thomas teased.

"Shut up, cow klunk," I shouted at him.

"It's the most decent food we ever had in this shuck place," Ben said as he hugged and thanked me.

"I don't know you could cook such delicacy, Mia," Minho said as he shoved his empty plate to the basin at the corner of the room.

"I think I will fight Zart to get you into the kitchen instead of the fields." Fry grinned as he started to wash the plates.

"Minho, Ben, take these with you. It's for the second round of the run. I packed the remaining wellington and some coffee for you guys, be safe. Don't let the griever sting," I said and offered two small packages for them and stuffed it inside their runner bag.

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It took me awhile to realize something was off with Newt. He couldn't run. He had a limp on his left feet. he would feel a little sore if he squatted or stood a little too long. I wondered what happened to him before I got here. I was quiet for the rest of the day. I tried not to pry a lot on the issue that he had a limp. The work shifts were finally off. I walked to the deadheads and hid behind the biggest tree. I pulled out my carving tool and carved at the bark of the tree. I carved Minho's face on one tree, Tommy's on the other tree, and Newt's on the third tree I found.

"Hey Mia, what are you doing?" Newt popped up behind me while I was carving his face on the tree.

"I was just bored." I said.

"You're carving the trees. Zart would be mad," He joked.

"At least I could kill my boredom," I grinned.

"You carved almost every big trees you find, eh?" Newt walked around and found the carvings.

"I was bored. Plus you and the keeper are going for the endless meeting. No Minho, No you, just me," I shrugged.

"What about Tommy?" He asked.

"Tommy is still busy. He was helping at the blood house I guess." I said as I pulled his hand to the tree house.

"Slow down," He said as he followed me up the tree house.

I sat down at the balcony and gazed up to the sky. "Newt," I called him.

"Hmmm," he hummed.

"I couldn't remember you had a limp before. How do you get that?" I asked.

"When I got here, I was devastated. I thought I lost everybody. I lost you, Tommy, Lizzy, barely everyone. I tried climbing that wall, I jumped from the top. The ivy got me, I didn't fall to the ground. If it wasn't for Alby and Minho, I would've died. The next thing I woke up in the morning, My ankle has been crushed into three different parts." He looked down.

Tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm sorry," I cried.

"You didn't do anything wrong," He looked at me and cried with me.

"Newt, I was supposed to be sent before you. But that time, I was only 13, they said I had to be fourteen at least to be sent up here," I cried and hugged him.

"That doesn't matter now. Because I found you," He hugged me and sobbed with me.

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Narrator's POV

Little that both of them knew, Thomas was standing below the door of the tree house, listening to every single word told between his sister and Newt. Tear welled up in his eyes. He didn't know his sister remembered that much. Neither did he know Newt had faced that much throughout the years he'd been staying at the glade. Thomas didn't remember as much as his sister did. He only knew pieces of the memory inside his head. He wanted to know more. He wanted to know what happened to him, what happened to the rest of the boys sent into the maze. He got the memory all wiped, unlike his sister, he wasn't able to bear the memory wipe serum, he couldn't fight them and let every bit of his memory wiped before he got up in the box.

The questions popped out of his head:

What is happening before the maze? Why is there such a connection between Mia, Minho and Newt? Why is Newt really close to Mia? Why Minho only wants to befriend Mia and Newt? Why Mia gets to remember Everything while I'm struggling with every bits of it? Who am I? Why is my name Thomas?

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