Newtmas

chapter 3

For some reason Chuck runs off at this point. What the hell is a runner? I shake my head and go up to the wall again. I almost take a step outside when Newt comes running towards me.

“Thomas! You can’t go out there!” I stop and step back, he sighs in relief. “especially not now, it’s too dangerous.” Just as I’m about to question him a huge gust of wind blows from outside the wall, and a huge wailing starts. What?! The walls are moving!

“How is that even possible?” I whisper. Newt slaps me on the back as he answers.

“Dunno, but you should be bloody thankful for it” He says before walking in the direction of the homestead. I shake my head in disbelief as the doors close. When they finally do I run in the direction in which Chuck left. Apart from Newt he’s the only one I can trust so far, but Newt probably has better things to do than hang out with some Greenie. I sigh as I come to a stop when I see Chuck.

“Hey bud!” I say, tapping him on the shoulder.

“Hey Thomas, sorry I ran off” he replies sheepishly. I shrug and sit down in the grass. He follows suit and we chat for a while until it gets dark. We head off to get dinner, and sit around a bonfire that I didn’t notice being lit. I sit next to Chuck, on the edge of the Gladers until Chuck gets up to go to sleep, leaving me all alone. That is until I feel someone sit next to me. I turn to see Newt’s gorgeous features glowing in the fire light. Something about him makes me feel like everything is going to be alright, so I smile immediately.

“Hi Newt” I say, still grinning. He smiles back before replying.

“Sup Tommy? Sitting over here like a loner?” I scowl at him, but it doesn’t last long before I chuckle slightly.

“Chuck left and no one else seems to like me, especially eyebrows over there” I say jerking my head towards Gally. Newt laughs, presumably at the ‘eyebrows’.

“Take no notice of that Shank, no one else does. And besides I like you well enough Tommy, and have Alby’s respect for not klunking yourself the second we opened the box.” I chuckle slightly at the strange dialect all the boys use here, Newt’s accent making it so much better. And I find myself slightly flustered at him saying he likes me. What is wrong with me?! “Also, Chuck’s taken such a liking to you, he may as well be everyone. Most people haven’t even spoken to you, if they did, they would like you instantly, I know I did” I chuckle and blush a little again.

“Why are you sitting with me? I mean, you seem really close with Alby and that guy that came from outside, over there” I honestly don’t get it. He hardly knows me.

“Like I said, I like you well enough. That guy is Minho, keeper if the runners and my best friend, he’d like you. I got bored, they started talking about running. It kind of makes me sad, I used to be a runner until I killed my leg” he says, gesturing towards his leg.

“what happened?” I ask, I had been wondering about the limp. He suddenly stops smiling.

“nothing.” He snaps. Sensing I have hit a nerve I change the subject, kind of.

“So if you were a runner, what’s out there? And don’t give me a load of crap about how I’m not supposed to leave so I don’t need to know. I know that but I just want someone to tell me!” he sighs.

“Fine, because I like you Tommy, out there is the maze. Promise me one thing” he makes me look him right in the eye, a stern look on his face before continuing. “Promise me you will never leave those walls” I nod slowly, promising him. He smiles and stands up. “I’m going to bed, night Tommy” and I swear, in that moment, he winked at me, before smiling hi cheeky Newt grin and going to bed.

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