Newt And You

Chapter 4

A/n: Y/H/C means your hair colour

You woke up staring at a metal 'roof' looking at your surroundings more, you could see it was the bottom of the bed above you, it was a bunk bed. Looking around more you could see you were in a small tidy room. One desk, one bunk bed, and one dresser. It was all a dull colour of gray there was a small door near the dresser. You ran over pulling on the door hard, it was locked.

"Great, the guards tasered me then locked me in a small room..." looking up you could see a video camera "and I'm being watched...How wonderful I'm a prisoner...." you stuck your tongue out at the camera. "Well, that wasn't very mature Y/N..." You said to yourself. You slowly walked over to the desk opening all the drawers. There was one pencil, a black pen, and a small stack of paper. "Yay...I can write notes to myself." You said sarcastically. You walked to the camera going right under it in its blind spot. Jumping up you grabbed onto the camera pulling down with all your weight dismantling it from the wall. Holding the camera in your hand you chucked it at the door. Glaring at the camera you smiled lightly, "That was fun." You walked over to the still opened drawers and grabbed the pencil then climbed to the top bunk of the bed. You proceeded to write on the wall drawing each line carefully, 'Y/N was here'. You underlined the word 'was' then put one tick on the wall beside it. , "Day one. Yay......" Turning away from the wall you threw the pencil at the drawer, it landed in it, resulting in a small cheer escaping your mouth. A quiet creek announced that someone had entered the room. Without looking you spoke, "Knew you would have come, for your now very broken spy camera." You smirked. The guard sighed and placed the smashed camera on the desk. "Oh. Are you finally getting annoyed at your non-compliant 'prisoner', by the way, what time is it, " The guard took another camera out of a pack? You rolled your eyes.

"Time to get a watch." The guard spoke.

"I would. But if you didn't notice, I'm kinda stuck here." The guard installed the new camera then walked out of the room leaving his bag. "Coolio. Freebie." You grabbed a wrench out of the pack, smiled at the new camera, then smashed it. putting the wrench back you climbed back onto the bed. The guard came back holding a clock. His mouth dropped open at the camera then he threw the clock at you. "I kinda feel bad now. But I hate being watched." You grinned catching the clock. The guard grabbed his bag then walked out, locking the door. You looked down at the clock "11:59 Nice. It's late...I would have been crank hunting by now." You looked around then jumped off the bed placing the clock beside the broken camera. "Judging by how tired that guard looked, the compound workers probably go to bed by 12." You shrugged "I guess we will know when the lights outside go out," you said looking out a small window, on the door, that led into the hall. Walking over to the desk you sat down grabbing a piece of paper and a pen and started writing 'Dear guard who is reading this, you may want to fix the window. Ps: W.I.C.K.E.D is not good. Signed Y/N". You then grabbed the camera next to you and walked to the door holding the paper in your other hand. Looking outside you could see the light going out. Swinging your arm back you rammed the camera into the window smashing it into pieces. You dropped the camera and stuck your hand through the now broken window and unlocked the door. Pushing it open you walked out and closed the door, you wedged the paper in the frame of the old window and started down the hall making sure to stay in the camera's blind spots. "I don't even know where they put me in here." You sighed slowing down and looking around, a door with the word 'supplies' on it caught your eyes and you slowly approached it. Opening it you walked in turned on a light and searched the room looking for anything worthwhile. "Awe there are no weapons..... That's boring. Seriously tho Y/N don't you think they would lock a room with weapons." You lightly padded the side of your pants pulling out your dagger. "Oh, I thought they would have taken this...Well, at least I don't have to kill anyone anymore." You put the dagger back in your pocket. Grabbing a small backpack you filled it with some stuff. "Does supplies now mean boring crafty stuff and backpacks?" You said looking around in disgust.

Newt's POV:

Walking down the halls quietly I turned a corner. Minho, Alby, Thomas, and Teresa had given me the job of fetching the new girl. Turning another corner I reached the hall Teresa had told me her room was down. Counting the doors I reached the 5th door and looked in surprise at the broken window. I had to cover my mouth to not laugh at the note. Opening the door I walked in slowly and looked around "Bloody hell..." She wasn't there. "This place is pretty hard to escape. She must be somewhere in the bloody compound." I walked back out the door, avoiding the crushed glass. I closed the door quietly. Walking down the hall

I turned a corner and a light shined under a door at the end of the hall. "That must be her. Not most guards are up at this hour. I better make sure though." Slowly jogging forward I reached the door. Opening it slowly and quietly I peered in. A young girl with Y/H/C hair was crouching on the ground zipping up a backpack. "You're pretty crafty," I said, my British accent very noticeable. I must have scared her cause she sent a dagger straight my way.

Y/N's POV:

The dagger barely missed the boy's head purposefully. You stared at him, he had blonde longish hair, brown eyes, and was pretty tall. You thought he was kinda handsome, which surprised you, you never really thought you would ever like someone. Smiling, you spoke, "You didn't flinch...that's not fun."

Authors note:

I love writing this even tho no one is reading...🤷‍♀️ Does that mean I'm talking to myself...Shuck!
Bye Noses!👃:)