Beyond 4 Walls *On Semi-Haitus* (The Scorch Trials)

Pizza Boxes

My room was sandwiched in between the two boys rooms. It was close enough, I guess.

The rooms were quite plain. They had more uncomfortable bunk beds and they all had their own bathroom attached. I was lucky in that regard because who wanted to share a bathroom with another twenty boys, right?

After I checked the room for hidden cameras or any other device that they could spy on me with, I left and headed into the Common Room.

Most of the Gladers were already out there and I took a seat next to Newt, who smiled when he saw me.

"What were you doing?" He asked me curiously.

"Checking my room for hidden cameras." I replied.

He laughed.

"What?" I asked self consciously. He shook his head and smiled to himself.

I shrugged and looked down the table. Most of the boys were quiet and staring off into space or quietly talking to someone next to them.

Thomas looked like he was about to burst into tears any minute. I sighed sadly.

We had lost so much already.

If Gally hadn't come after us, Chuck wouldn't be dead. Thomas wouldn't be so sad and Chuck would be here, entertaining and annoying us with his constant chatter. Instead, the room seemed dull and lifeless. It was as if the boys death had impacted the group more than it had been led on.

The door behind us opened and I turned around to see a group of people holding boxes.

They stepped towards the table and sat the various boxes down.

The smell that was coming out them was mouth-watering and I heard my stomach growl in hunger.

Food.

The people stepped away and headed towards the door.

Once they left, it was like a mad-house. Everyone's hunger was driving them crazy. We each had a box in front of us and Newt and I looked at each other before opening ours.

There was a round type of food inside and it had yellow stuff on top. There was many things that I recognised in it like, ham, bacon and olives.

Pizza.

My mind suggested helpfully.

I looked over at Thomas to see he hadn't touched his box.

"Tommy, you need to eat." I told him softly.

"I'm not hungry." He replied sullenly.

"Don't make me shove it down your throat." I threatened.

There was a hint of a smile pulling at the corners of his lips and he slowly opened the box, picked up a piece and took a bite.

"Good boy." I jokingly said.

I looked down at my pizza and pulled a slice away from the circle.

I brought it to my mouth and took a bite. So many different flavours invaded my senses and I closed my eyes and moaned.

Beside me, Newt laughed.

"You can't tell me you don't like it." I told him in return, opening my eyes to look at him.

"I haven't tried it yet. I'm not hungry." He said.

"Don't make me shove it down your throat." I responded.

He smirked and shook his head.

I smirked back and stood up. All traces of his previous expression was lost as he watched me warily.

I picked up a slice of his pizza and turned to him.

"Here comes the aeroplane." I told him.

I forced his mouth open and shoved half of it in his mouth. He glared at me and I laughed. He chewed it and swallowed.

"Was that really necessary?" He asked me.

I nodded.

"Well in that case. . ." he trailed off.

I was immediately worried when he picked up his half eaten slice and moved towards me. I leaned back and away from him.

"Here comes the aeroplane." He mocked.

"No please! I'm sor-" I was cut off by him shoving it in my mouth.

I scowled at him and ate it.

"I hate you." I muttered darkly. He laughed and shook his head.

"No you don't."

He looked at my eyes and leaned forward. I knew what was happening this time and I moved forward as well.

Our lips met in the middle and I felt a flurry of fireworks go off in my stomach. Our lips moulded together and moved in tandem. I moved back and leant my forehead against his.

"I could never hate you." I said softly and he smiled at me.

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