The Maze Runner Imagines: Newt (Thomas Brodie Sangster) Book 2

Girly

I shudder, my body as cold as ice. I shot up feeling the dark rusted metal around me I was soaking wet, just getting my breath back.
There where boxes, everywhere full of all sorts of things, they where piled higher then me and only absent where I sat
"Hello? Someone? Somebody's help!" I yelled and just as I did I heard a alarm and this place moved the floor itself moving upward occasional flashing lights illuminating things for milliseconds before being to far to see I looked and noticed a celling come up faster and faster and faster if we didn't slow it was going to hit-
CRASH!
And Everything went dark.

"What is it?" A voice asks
"Newt what do you see?" Another asked
"It's a girl..." Another voice answered
"A girl?" The first voice asked sounding angry
"You sure newt?" Another voice chimed in
"I think... The hair, the build, the... Tits, it sure as bloody hell looks like a girl" the voice answered
"Why would they send up a girl?" Another asked
"get her out!" A voice of authority ordered I felt hands on me as I was carefully lifted and set down on something it was comfy and soft like a blanket almost "what the hell is this? A girl? What is she doing here?"
"Who knows... Maybe there being nice? Maybe we might get some variation in this place"
"A girl is dangerous, we need these boys focused now with some girl walking around, god knows what it will be like"
"I don't know Alby...maybe it will be okay"
"Okay? Newt! Look at them! It's a mad house and she hasn't even woken up yet!" He said "you deal with her I've got work to do"
It was quite for a while before I heard that voice again
"Hey? Uhh girly? You should really wake up" he smiled as I felt a finger on my face gently caressing my skin to try to gently wake me but I tried to push the finger away but In my just woken up, terror I bent it back away from me "AAAAAAHHH! Bloody hell!" He screamed  he was a young boy or so he looked with fluffy blonde hair caked with dirt a terrible tattered white hoodie and brown pants holding his hand in pain as many others rushed over, I was in a hammock under some wooden structure, outside was green and grey what exactly I couldn't tell
"What's wrong newt?" One boy asked he must have spoke earlier as I recognise the voice trying to look at this boys hand
"Shuck! I think she broke my finger!" The boy complained almost crying
"Ohh what where you doing to her?" Another asked he had very cared for hair and tones arms
"I was just trying to wake her!" The boy complained
"Let me look!" The other boy complained forcing this blonde boys hand away "shucking hell she did break newts finger" he laughs
"She did what!" The voice that had been talking with this blonde boy yelled "take newt to the med jack's take her to the pit, carefully!" He yelled and those boys got hold of me and carried me of somewhere else even if I was kicking and screaming the whole way.

It had been days I had been in here sometimes boys would drop me off a plate off food and some drink but then run off Again, I was so confused where I was what was going on, I did feel bad for that poor blond boy, I believe from what I overheard and from the talking I could pick in here his name was newt and I had defiantly broke his finger, I did feel bad I didn't mean to, I just didn't want him to touch me I didn't mean to hurt him he seemed nice and all. When that very athorative boy came sitting with me I think this was alby,
"If we let you out you have to swear on your life your not doing something like that again" he warned and I nodded so he let me out "welcome to the glade, girl" he says as I got my footing and he walked off this place was beautiful, a nice green glade with houses and bonfires even a forest but it was surrounded in all sides by these looming grey walls I didn't really know what to do or where to go so I wondered around a while without much of a purpose till I thought of something to do, go and see that poor boy and apologize I wondered around for a while and spotted his mess of hair as he sat on a bench trying to see but often pricking his fingers I went over to the table and smiled and he saw me and panicked trying to move away
"What- what do you want?" He asked protecting his bandaged hand I didn't know what to say really so I sat across from him taking the needle and the clothing finishing up sewing it for him "you want to help?" He asked and I nod "ohh uhh here you do this half" he says handing me half of the little like he had as he for another needle and thread "I uhh I am sorry, I shouldn't have touched you while you where asleep," he explained and I smiled at him making him blush a little "you uhh you don't talk much do you girly?" He asked and I giggled shaking my head "it's alright, I was like that, I didn't speak to anyone for weeks when I first came up... You'll find someone you'll talk to" he shrugged just as I finished up what he gave me "your much better at this then I am" he blushed I giggled a little and moved my hand gently sliding my hand Into his Intertwining our fingers he blushed more hardly looking at me mostly looking at our hands
"I'm sorry newt" I smiled "for breaking your finger"
"Uhhh that's okay, don't worry about it." He blushed "apology accepted girly" he smiled "hey uhh how about I give you a tour of the glade? So you can learn your way around" he offers and i nodded so we finished up and got up I giggled gently taking his hand again and he held my hand tightly too
"So I don't get lost" I blushed
"Okay girly" he blushed starting to lead me around the glade