"Updates on Rosalie?" Minho asked Newt. Newt shook his head. It was driving him crazy.
"She'll be okay." Minho clapped Newt's back. The blonde boy sadly smiled.
What was there to do?
Rosalie was sweet, innocent, and kind, but she was also strong, confident, and a fighter.
Fighter... The word ran though his mind. Fighter... And fighters fight through things.
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Newt sat in Rosalie's room. Well, the Medjack room. Her auburn hair was messy, and electric green eyes shut tight. Sweat beads formed on her ale forehead.
A loud gasp was heard by Newt.
"Where am I?" She said, gasping for air. She scanned her surroundings.
"Wait! It's the Glade right?" She remembered. Newt smiled, and nodded.
"What happened to me?"
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The Girl Greenie » Newt // #Wattys2015
Fanfiction❝It's a girl.❞ ❝Damn right, I'm a girl.❞ She was their Girl Greenie.
