Newt POV
''Newt, watch the greenie, okay?'' Alby asks me.
When I nod, I see Gally coming our way.
I walk away, to the Slammer. The girl is sitting there, drawing with her finger in the sand.
I sit in front of the Slammer door and the girl looks up.
Now I know it for sure, this is her. The girl I talked to for almost a month, I didn't know her name though.
"Hey Greenie!" I smile. She looks at the ground.
"Who are you? Who am I? What am I doing here?!"
"Hey, calm down.. It's okay, it happened to all of us. You'll remember it in a couple days. Do you remember something?"
She looks up again. "I don't remember anything!"
I open the Slammer door and help the girl out.
"You and the other girl are the only girls here, so if the boys react different.. that's why."
The girl nods and walks with me.
Finally, I can meet her. But..
She doesn't remember me.
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The Reader || gally
FanfictionWhat would you do if you could talk to books? Talk to the people, and they talk back. And what would happen, if you met them, but didn't remember anything? All rights to James Dashner, for the book/movie characters. My idea (:
