Remember yet?

Chapter 2

(Newt's POV)
I gently lifted Blue onto her feet, "Umm..." She gingerly rubbed the back of her neck, "Sorry, but what's your name..." She locked eyes with me. "I'm Newt," I simply stated, "And I am going to help you remember."
"Newt..." she whispered, "You seem, familiar..."
"I do?" I questioned, she simply nodded in response. "Help us out please?" I called up to the remaining gladers that stood dazed at the sudden out burst. A single rope of ivy was thrown down, "Ladies first." I gestured for Blue to climb out, she obeyed, and I shortly followed.
*1 hour later*
(Blue's POV)
Newt and I sat near one of the openings to the glade, leaned up against a tree. "So when will they be back?" I questioned, looking over at the boy whom remembered me so well. "Soon, Blue, soon."
"Newt, what where we," I gestured between the two of us, "Before all of this happened." Newt looked at me solemnly, I couldn't help but see the spark of recognition when I looked up at him. "We, Blue, we where lovers." I looked at him dumbfounded. He gazed back. Then it happened. It flashed before me so quickly I tried to grasp it.
** I was standing there in Newts arms, crying deeply as he tried to comfort me. I looked up and stood on my tippy toes and kissed him. He kissed back.**
Then it was gone. I gasped. "Newt," I stared at him, "A memory..." I faltered tiers welling up in my eyes, "Of... us." I don't know why I did it, I lent my head on his shoulder, breathing the familiar smell of cinnamon and honey. "Shh. It's okay, I'm here." To my surprise, it felt normal when he snaked his arm around my waist, and leaned his head on mine. He intertwined our hands together. I looked from the hands to Newt and closed my eyes.
Just then, 3 people ran into the glade, runners Newt told me. "There they are," he gestured to the group of boys, "The runners, and there," He pointed his had over to a dark skinned Asian boy, "That's Minho, the keeper of the runners."
"Minho." I whispered.
"What was that?" Newt asked.
"Minho, the name it's..."
"Familiar?" Newt offered, I nodded, slowly I stood up, and Newt followed suit. "Minho!" He shouted, the runner looked bewildered, but made his way over here, "What do you want, shank?" Shank? I made a mental note to ask Newt later. "to meet the new greenie!" Newt shouted back. Minho slowly came closer, until all of a sudden, he stopped, "Whoa, what the shuck Newt. It's a shucking girl!" He shouted
"Yes," said Newt, "Minho, meet Blue."
"What?" Minho ran over to us,"Newt, did you just say Blue?"
"Yeah, why?" Newt said, confused.
"Oh shuck it," Minho said as he looked at me.
The two boys just stared at each other, I got impatient, "Stop just staring, tell me what's going on. Now." I angrily said.
"Why, why the shuck did they send my sister into the glade?" He shouted, "You slintheads!" He screamed to the sky, directed at WICKED. He looked down at me, "Remember me, Blue?" He whispered, his hands placed on my shoulders. I gently shook my head, "Not yet, Minho. I'm... starting to remember Newt..." I fiddled with my fingers. "Newt..." He whispered, "Why the hell would you remember Newt?"
"Oh bloody hell Minho, isn't it obvious? We where..." Even Newt faltered at telling my brother, "We where lovers." Minho's pupils dilated, before he patted me on the shoulder and walked away, glaring at Newt. "Sorry," I whispered, " I remember him being over protec-" I was cut short as I was pulled into a hug and a kiss planted on my head, "So do I." He whispered into my hair.