ℝ𝕌ℕℕ𝔼ℝ: 𝔸 ℕ𝕖𝕨𝕥 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

𝟏𝟐. 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

I'm going somewhere with my brother. I ask him where we're going. He smirks and simply tells me we're going to meet his friends. Based on my voice and how old my brother looks I'd say I'm around 12 years old.  My brother stops and pulls me against a wall so that some WCKD guards don't notice we're out and force us back into our rooms. We end up continuing down the hallway once the guards pass and finally we get to a room. Thomas stops and knocks a couple times softly, looking around to make sure no one else had heard it. The door opens slightly and a younger sounding British boy softly calls out "Tommy"  before slightly poking his head out the door. He is quite cute, at least look wise, his voice does sound slightly deeper than my brother's does but I guess it's from his accent. He looks over at me and quickly opens the door motioning for us to quickly come inside. As I step in I realize that we're in a supply closet, due to there not being a lot of room for everyone to sit. I see another boy already in the supply closet, around the same age as us who looks Asian. He stands up and comes over to give my brother a hug. My brother calls him Minho. As they hug the British boy comes up to me and introduces himself to me. His name is Newt. 

From this point on Newt and I become almost inseparable.