Wonderwall (The Maze Runner, Newt)

10

The next day, two more gladers came in with injuries, and Bree had to take care of them.

She dreaded it.

It's not like Bree didn't like taking care of people, it's just that she'd rather be out in the maze, running.

She thought life would be a little bit mote bare able if she got away from these people.

The two gladers weren't hurt that bad. One had a concussion and had to stay at the homestead for a few days, while the other sprained his ankle.

It was almost time for lunch when she was talking with Clint.

"It seems a lot more gladers have gotten hurt in the past few days than in weeks." Clint was telling her.

"It's pretty weird, isn't it?" She asked.
Clint nodded. "Guess it's nothing. Now go get lunch."

Bree walked over to the kitchen and got a turkey sandwich with some carrots.
She sat at a table and not so long after sitting, Graham found her and sat across from her.

"I almost couldn't find you." He said.
"Were you trying to hide from me?" He asked.

Bree couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

She shook her head. "No, sorry."

Graham shrugged. "Whatever."

He seemed a little off today. Probably because of his little fight with Newt. When Newt wanted to, he could be pretty intimidating.

"Sorry about last night.." She said to him.

He smiled at her. "It's cool. If I were him, I'd be jealous too, considering how pretty you are."

Bree raised her eyebrows and hoped she wasn't blushing.

"Jealous? I don't think Newt was jealous.." She said.

Graham laughed. "Whatever you say, Bree."

The rest of lunch was pretty good.
They talked about random stuff and it wasn't awkward at all.

Graham really is a genuinely nice person.

After lunch, it was back to taking care of hurt gladers.

At least one more glader came in with a nasty cut on his arm.

She guessed he was a slicer.

The day seemed to drag on.

It was hot outside and she was glad she was inside, yet she was still sweating.
Every time she went to take care of a glader, they'd always smile at her and compliment her as much as possible.
She felt good about herself that day.

~

Dinner time finally came and to be honest, Bree was quite excited.

Maybe because she got to eat with Newt, or that she got to get away from all the hurt gladers, or just because she was hungry. Maybe all three.

She went to the kitchen and got a baked potato.

She found Newt at a small picnic table under a tree.

She walked over with her meal and plopped down across from him.

"Long day?" He asked without looking up.

Bree nodded, even if he couldn't see.
"Yeah, about three more people came in today." She said.

Newt looked up. "Yeah. That got Alby concerned."

Bree was confused.

"Why?" She asked.

Newt shrugged and didn't really say anything.

She guessed he didn't want to talk about it.

"So how was lunch with the slinthead?" He finally asked.

"Okay, first off, Graham's not a slinthead. He's actually a very nice guy." She said to him.

Newt rolled his eyes. "That's just because you're here. Ask anyone, he's a real douche if comes down to it."

Bree laughed. "Oh please. You're just jealous."

It was Newt's turn to laugh. "Yeah right, shank."

"Don't pretend you don't love me!" She said teasingly.

Newt's laugh was more genuine this time. "Very funny, Bree. Very funny."

~

The next day after breakfast and a cold shower, Bree went to the homestead to find six more injured gladers. Six.

That's when Clint came and got her.
He took her to the gathering room where Alby and Newt were waiting.
"What's up?" She asked.

Obviously something was wrong.

"What's up is that to many gladers are getting hurt." Alby began.

"One of the slicers saw Rob cut his own arm just to get here."

"So.. What are you saying?" Bree asked.

"The gladers are hurting themselves just to get treated by you, Bree." Clint said.

"And obviously, we can't let this keep happening." Alby said to her.

"Ok, so what, I switch jobs?" Bree asked.

The boys nodded and Newt spoke up.

"That's correct, Bree, and I really, really, hate to say this, but, your new job is the one you've wanted. The council came together last night and discussed everything."

Bree felt a glimmer of hope inside of her.

Newt continued.

"Bree, you're going to be a runner."
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A/N: DID YOU SEE THAT COMING. I THINK EVERYONE DID. WHOAA. OK WOW IM EXCITED TO WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER YAY.
ALSO- I FOUND A FUNNY JINGLE SO If you haven't read THE DEATH CURE DO NOT READ BELOW:
MAJOR SPOILERS BELOW READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!
(I cannot be held responsible for spoiling the series for you because you read below this sooooooo yeah)
JINGLE BELLS BY RAT MAN:
JINGLE BELLS
THE GLADERS SMELL
NEWT RAN AWAY
TERESA DIES
THOMAS CRIES
WICKED ALL THE WAY.
Ok sorry had to get that out wHEW.