Chapter 6

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(Y/N)'s POV
In the kitchen...

Newt left me in the kitchen with Frypan. Frypan is such a fun guy!
Just spending the first 5 minutes with him made my day. He jokes around and just lights up the environment.
I remembered him being this fantastic person before the maze and he still is. Some people never change, but some do I guess. This though just ruined my whole mood. I miss Newt.

Frypan broke me from my reverie.
" So! (Y/N) How about you cut these."
He said as he passed me the vegetables and knife.

I started cutting them as I hummed my favourite song.  

 "Ummm (Y/N)"   

"Hmmm"

"You have to cut them in pieces not stab them to death." I looked down and realised that I had cut the carrots into unequal sizes. Damn. 

"(Y/N) How about you go stir the soup." I did as instructed. Frypan on the other hand chopped up the veggies n prepped the entire meal while I just stood near the heat and kept on stirring.

Lunchtime rolled in and all the gladers arrived. Newt came up to Frypan and dragged him to the side. I didn't want to eavesdrop but I heard my name. 

"So, how did (Y/N) do on her first day?"

"Man! You gotta leave me with my kitchen. She was horrible! I asked her to cut vegetables but she stabbed them to death. I told her to add pepper to the soup she added salt. I told her to marinate the  meat she marinated her SHUCKING HANDS!" Newt just replied with a nod and limped towards me. I grabbed a spoon and acted like I was not just listening to Frypan just dissing me.

"Hey, have your lunch and join me in the garden." With that, Newt left.         

In the garden...              

I gobbled my lunch and dragged myself into the garden. I found Newt pulling out weeds. He had removed his shirt, his maroon tank top socked with his sweat. My eyes landed on his biceps... "(Y/N) come here" Newt called me before my thoughts would consume me. 

Newt taught me things about the garden and the tasks. I think I did fairly well in the gardens, maybe because I was with Newt. But ya, I am a track-hoe now. Yayyy. Note my sarcasm.

It was about to get dark and I knew the huge gates will close anytime soon. The runners were supposed to be back by now or else they would be trapped inside the maze and probably end up dead. I knew all of this since I was the one re-

The runners came running and went to the shed where they would mark the routes. I got up and dusted the mud on my pants. I looked towards Newt who too was done with his work.  My gaze then moved towards the maze doors as they started closing. Marking the end of a day. Another day WICKED probably found nothing. Another day of using helpless children as subjects and giving them pain and nothing else. Another day of me hiding the truth. 

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