Newt imagines 2

I'm so fed up with you!

This was requested by TenshiNephalem
Sorry i don't know if it's what your looking for - this one isn't very good, I'm more than happy to rewrite it if you want or do a whole new one. Thanks for all the votes and comments guys! Happy new year!

I leant back on my heels, rubbing my hand together, the dirt falling back into the vegetable patch. I wrapped one arm around my abdomen, and squeezed my eyes shut. Ouch.....! Ugh, I literally hate being a girl.
Looking around the glade, Gladers were busy at work. My eyes dragged me over to builders area, the boys over there were being their normal selves; pissing around with their tops off. I only watched cause wow were they ripped....guess carrying around wood all day pays off. Although they could probably do with a few whacks around the head, arrogant arseholes.

I scoop the last of the dirt from under my nail, and get up. The gardens were filled with bent over boys digging or pulling or moving plants and soil around. The only other person stood up was in amongst the sweet pea plants, helping the stems to grow around the poles. He flicked his overgrown hair out of his eyes and starred at me as I made my way to the gate.
I was passing the sweet pea patch when somthing hard crashed into my leg, just above my ankle. I whinced the pain almost as bad as my cramps. The bucket that had hit my leg, the inside filled with crisp black patches, rolled on the grass towards the person who had thrown it.
"Can you get some manure?" Newt said, still fiddling with his sweet peas. His strong arms flexing out in the open, his wash of golden hair flowed over his face. He was certainly good looking from this angle, his jawline clearly defined by the midday sun but he wasn't even looking at me, he had just thrown the bucket at me, expecting me to obey.

I have no idea what I did to upset this boy, we hardly knew each other, we never properly spoke to one another, from day one he was just off with me. When I arrived he used to be a runner, so I never had to notice him, he was always out running. Until one day, he got chased by a griever and broke his ankle, according to Alby. Then he could never run again.
So he chose to work here, so he could ruin my life by never ceasing to pick on me, insult me or rival his new second in command position over me. I hated it.

"Actually, I'm just off to the medjacks." I said pointing towards the homestead.
Newt rolled his eyes. "Of course you are." He mumbled. "Slacking off again."
"Well sorry for having girl issues." I muttered, storming off towards the homestead, in desperate need for painkillers and a huge frying pan to whack him around the head.

Everyone loves dinner, right? They have to it's food, and food is amazing. However I found it impossible to love dinner - not because the food was bad! The food was amazing. Its just that for many of the gladers it was an opportunity to chillax with your mates.... and I had none. I had always struggled to fit in, from day one, and I was still struggling.
I took my plate and sat on one of the far tables, I perched myself on the edge, pulling my hair to hide my face. I had been in this place for almost severn months now, in fact it would be exactly severn months tomorrow. It may not sound a long time but think of it like this, that's severn new greenies, all coming up, klunking their pants and then somehow miraculously making friends with almost everyone.

A plate slipped in front of me, I looked up touched that someone had chosen to sit with me. It was one of those boys, the ones with the abs more define than artwork. He wasn't wearing a shirt, there was a group of them who never wore their shirts around me. I have no idea if they thought it was because I'm a girl so I must be attracked to that? Although it was hard to not look at his abs, it was the main part of him showing and I didn't want to make eye contact, so I found myself staring at his abs.
"Hey." The dude smirked, his friends snorting behind him as they tried to not laugh.
I laughed hatefully. Did he think I was stupid? I can see straight through him. Its a shucking dare. "Please don't sit with me." I said, pulling my plate closer and shuffling further down the bench.
The guy followed sliding down, a lot smoother than I had done it. "Come on doll. Its just eating."
Doll? I wasn't a doll... I wasn't anyone's doll. "Its just a dare." I snapped back, unable to look at the guy. My cheeks flushing red, as I saw all the eyes of at least sixty boys looking my way. I gulped... I knew what they were thinking; what a frigid girl. No one likes a frigid girl, but also no one likes a whore.
Then a big hand rested on my knee cap, his thumbing running over my inner leg. I jumped up, clinging to my plate for a weapon. "Don't do that." I hissed so only he could hear.
I stormed over to the tray rack, where all the plates were put when everyone finsihed eating. It was by the kitchen, which meant I had to walk through the middle of the group. I put my plate down and briskly walked towards the homestead.... "Slut." A voice hissed, to my left. I think I was meant to hear it, otherwise the person wasn't good at whispering. I wiped round and saw Newt sat amongst his friends. His beautiful brown eyes overflowing with hatred for me. I balled my hands into fists, marching back to the tray rack, grabbed my water and poured it over his head. Newt gasped jumping to his feet, trying to claw the ice out his hair that clung to his face.
I grinned at him and stuck my middle finger up, then ran back to the homestead not waiting around to be punished. The first thing I did was to throw myself onto the bed, curl up and hug myself making pathetic excuses like it will all be gone tomorrow. This is just a long nightmare. A very long nightmare.....