Running From Your Problems (a Newt/ Maze Runner fanfic)

The Meeting

As I'm eating, Chuck points out people that are sitting around the kitchen.

"Watch out for him," Chuck warns. "That is Gally. He thinks that he is the leader of this place and tries to control all of us. Don't tell him because he will kill me, but he acts like he has the run of this place and I think that he wants to 'get rid of' Newt or Alby so he can take his place."

I snort into my food and smile for the first time since I got here.

"There's that smile that we've all been waiting for," Newt says.

"Holy crap!" I yell. "I had completely forgotten that you were there."

"I'm surprised that you didn't call him a shuck-faced shank or something like that," Chuck butts in.

"What the heck do shank and shuck even mean?" I ask.

"Shank means idiot," Newt answers. "Shuck, well, it means multiple things. Each one worse than the next."

I nod, not needing him to explain it anymore.

"Wait don't you two have a meeting to go to?" Chuck asks.

Newt swears under his breath and stands up quickly.

"Thanks for reminding me Chuck. It must have slipped my mind."

He gestures for me to follow him back to Homestead.

As we enter a room in the basement, I can hear loud talking.

"Where have you two shanks been?" Alby demands.

"Just getting ourselves some grub," Newt replies.

"Well, you need to learn to eat faster," a voice butted in. "We have been waiting on you for at least ten minutes."

It was the boy that Chuck had pointed out to be Gally. And I could see why everyone hates him.

"Why wait any longer?" I break my silence. "If you have been waiting on us for so long then why haven't we started the meeting yet?"

I must have stumped Gally because he shut his mouth and sat down in one of the ten chairs that circled around the small room.

"Well then, I guess that this meeting is about to start..." Alby starts talking about how every month a new Greenie comes and all of this other stuff.

I can see Newt, he obviously doesn't enjoy listening to this speech, he and most of the people in here have probably heard this speech a million times. He looks over at me, sighs, and then shakes his head.

"... But, this month, we were sent a girl. I have no idea why and I doubt anyone else does. What are we going to do with her?" Alby finishes his speech and looks around the room.

"Where is she going to sleep?" A voice I recognize as Minho's yells out.

"Yeah, we can't trust everyone enough to let her sleep with all of the Gladers," Newt spoke up.

"We will probably have to make a room in the Homestead for her. But, what I really was asking was what are we going to do about her job around here," Ably explains.

Then talking exploded all over the room. It was a stupid concept to have a debate over, but they were probably dying to have one.

"Why can't I just do what everyone else does?" I ask.

They all ignore me and keep on talking.

"Hey!" I yell, all of the talking stops and everyone looks at me. "If I am going to be treated like all of the other Gladers then why can't I do what all of you did when you first got here?"

Newt is the first one to speak.

"She does have a point, as much as I hate having to admit to being wrong. Let her spend the two weeks of torture working in every single job."

Alby nods, "do we need to take a vote on that?"

No one says anything.

"Okay then," Alby sighs and turns to me. "You will work in every job for one day. It will take you about two weeks. Once those two weeks are over, you will have a job. One job always sticks."

And with that, the meeting is over. Everyone exits the room leaving only me, Alby, and Newt.

"I have one word of advice for you y/n," Alby says standing in the doorway. "Don't get too friendly with every Glader. Most of them will get the wrong ideas. Oh, yeah, Newt show the newbie to the empty room next to yours."