TMR / TBS Imagines 2

Newt // You're Not Her (Pt.2) *REQUEST*

* As promised, here is the second part. This part was requested by @rileysmiley2001

I changed it a little bit but I hope you still like it. *

Only a week after the group was reunited with Newt in the scorch, they were living safely inside the Right Arm's camp. If it wasn't for Aris knowing the girls from his maze, the rest of them would be somewhere alone in the scorch, probably infected with the flare. Thankfully, Vince was open to letting them in.

The camp ran similarly to the Glade: one leader (Vince) and a Second-in-Command (Mary) who made the tough decisions for the group, but that changed when Vince noticed how the camp had grown so rapidly in the last month or so. He wanted more leaders.

"Alright, listen up," Vince announced to get everyone's attention. He had arranged a meeting for all the members to discuss this change of leadership, not that any of it was unpredictable. The nominations for the leaders was decided days ago but today was the unofficial ceremony.

"I have chosen six leaders to head each department of the camp. I have chosen..." he hesitated so to build suspense, "Nicholas, Mae, Thomas, Minho and Newt."

"That's only five," one boy called out, elicting Vince to roll his eyes and continue his speech.

"It seems we have a tie for the final position. The two candidates for the position are (Y/N) and Emily." Murmurs broke around the Glade and Newt proudly wrapped his arm around his girl's waist, whispering something to her along the lines of "That's my girl."

It took a while but Vince was able to calm the crowd down enough to finish. "I have left it up to the girls to prove who is better fit for the position. We will vote again this time next week." Vince congratulated those who were made leaders before returning to his tent where he'd probably spend the rest of the day.

As the crowd dispersed, Emily was last to speak to (Y/N) but she wasn't there to congratulate her like the others had done. Her lips were pulled in a tight line, a glare casted directly over the other girl.

"I'm here to wish you luck. You're gonna need it," Emily patronized, the smile on her face clearly a fake. She spun around on her heal and sauntered off towards another part of the camp, leaving the three new leaders and (Y/N) confused.

As soon as she was out of sight, Minho put his hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, shank. We'll help ya win this." With that, the group began devising a plan to secure her place as a leader.

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This last week had been a nightmare for the young girl. Every plan she made had either backfired on her or had somehow fallen apart right in front of her eyes. To make matters worse, Emily was winning.

(Y/N) wasn't giving up though. She was not about to let Emily take all of her hard work just to get revenge over her jealousy. It was childish and in a place like this, there was no room was childish games.

This in turn made (Y/N) work harder than she had ever before. Her days were long but her nights were longer, filled with different necessary jobs that would only make it easier for the Right Arm members to one day destroy WICKED once and for all. With Emily sabotaging every good deed she did, it only made her days harder.

"(Y/N)," Minho, along with her boyfriend and Thomas, stopped her as she was carrying out a large task alone. She was willing to listen to whatever the boys had to say while continuing to work but they forced her to stop and pulled her away from her task.

Thomas took over where Minho began. "Look, you're an amazing girl. You are so helpful around here and strong and brave—"

"Are you trying to get her to stop or admit your feelings for her?" Newt cut Thomas off after hearing his small speech.