It's okay until it isn't

Greenie

Newt's POV:

It had been a few weeks since I tried to fly. I had to switch jobs, since I couldn't run without my leg hurting. So now I was a track-hoe. Soon we would be getting a new greenie, and I guess that was cool, but I didn't really care. Life had gained a system for me that almost never changed. Wake up, eat breakfast, say goodbye to Minho, work, eat lunch, work, greet Minho at the door, eat dinner, talk with Minho, go to sleep, repeat. Thrilling, huh? At least I could walk without crutches now. The bad part was I still had a limp. Maybe a greenie would add something to the schedule. The box siren went off right after lunch like always. We gather around the box hole, like always. A greenie appears like always, and this one decides it's a good idea to run. If you were just kidnapped and put in a maze, the best thing to do would be to get away, right? Yes, if you don't face plant like the greenie here. I hobble over, and offer him a hand

"Well,"

I say as the greenie stands up

"Welcome to the glade, greenie."

I show him around the glade like I do for all the others, but this ones different. This shank seems really interested in running the maze.

"C'mon, greenie, time for the bonfire."

He huffed

"Why do you keep calling me that?"

I rolled my eyes

"Well, once you remember your name, maybe we'll call you that."

The greenie said nothing but followed me to the bonfire. I left him there with Chuck, and went to find Minho, who was sitting away from the crowd. That was a first. I got my drink from Gally before walking over to him

"Hey."

Minho looked up

"Hey. How's the new greenie?"

Then I noticed that Minho had a strange expression. I sat down next to him

"He's alright."

Minho still had that expression

"You sure you think he's just alright?"

Oh, was that what this was about?

"Minho, geez, I would never, I mean, I don't like him Minho"

He didn't look convinced

"Minho, come on. The only person I have and ever will love is you. You know that. And, if I'm being honest, the new greenie is kind of an idiot."

Minho finnaily smiled

"Yeah, I guess no one can compete with my amazing wits and awesome hair."

Minho leaned in and continued in a low voice

"Well, except, maybe you. . ."

We kissed then. We pulled back, and looked into each other's eyes. We were about to kiss again, when a loud thump sounded from where the bonfire was. We both jumped up, and looked over, but then heard a joyous shout

"My name is Thomas!"

I pulled Minho back onto the ground.

"The greenie just remembered his name. Now where were we? Ah, yes."

We kissed again. A couple hours later, we had to leave our spot and go to the hammocks. Well, I was right, that did change my schedule a bit.

Minho's POV:

After the bonfire was over, me and Newt started heading back to the hammocks. Even though I was the new keeper of runners, I couldn't, just couldn't sleep so far away from Newt. Not after what happened. I reached into my pocket, and felt the crunch of a long dead leaf. Even if it was dead, you could still see the words and the heart. Before climbing into my hammock, Alby came over.