In The Maze

8

Me and him sit on a low hanging branch.
"You can go back." I tell Newt, he has been here for like three hours now.
"Nope." He says back.
"Why?" I ask him.
"Because I said I wasn't leaving." Newt replies.
"No you said you weren't letting go. Not that you weren't leaving." I say back.
"Fine, you got me there." He grins. "But leaving would entail me letting go."
"Slinthead." I mutter.
"Whatever, so do you want to tell me how you survived that bloody griever?" He asks.
"I brought a spear." I say.
"You were at a dead end, how did you get away?" He clarifies.
"I stabbed it with a spear and it flung me over it." I say.
I would explain more but someone is comming.
"Newt!?" Alby calls out.
"Shuck." Newt says and jumps down from the tree. "Stay here."
He walks into the darkness of the forest.
He and Alby talk for forever. Maybe they left.
Then all of a sudden someone grabs my arm and pulls me out of the tree.
I scream then see Newt standing there.
"Newt?" I ask.
He doesn't respond he just glares at the person who has me.
I turn and see Alby.
"You shank, broke the number one rule." He says.
"You can't banish her." Newt pleads.
"But I can." Alby spits.
"At least talk it out with the council." Newt says.
"Fine." He says and drags me out of the forest.
There is a lot of loud gasps comming from a small croud.
I wave at them and smirk.
The council goes on and they decide that I am to spend a week in the slammer. Great.
When the meeting is over Newt walks me to the slammer, which is basically a hole in the ground with a small structure over it.
"Have fun." Newt says.
"Thanks I will." I respond when he locks me in the cell.
"Sorry 'bout this." He says and with that he is gone.
~
Newts face appears is the small window.
"So you survived." He grins.
"I guess I did." I laugh.
"Well lucky you get out now because we have a bonfire tonight." He unlocks the door and helps me climb out.
He leads me to a huge bonfire.
"Wow." I say impresed.
"Yep." He grins.
A couple of guys stand around the fire with tourches.
"3, 2, 1, go!" Alby yells and all the boy through the tourches on the pile. It automatically lights up.
Later some of the gladers start a fight ring, you try to knock the other person out of the ring.
Gally walks into the ring.
"I challenge the greenie." He says scanning the crowd. "That one." He points at me.
I know he is mad about me still being here.
"You can reject." Newt says.
Insted I pull my hair up in a pony tail and walk to the ring.
There is a series of hoots from the boys.
"Fist one to go down." Gally says.
"You can't do that Gally!" Newt steps up.
"I accept." I grin knowing what first down means. It is the first one to go down and not get back up.
"Greenie." Newt warns me.
"I got this." I grin.
"First one to go down, Greenie and Gally." Alby says over the cowd. "Three, two, one, GO!"
Gally starts circling me.
For some reason I know what to do. Where to put my hands.
I bend my knees and bounce slightly.
I watch Gally's stance. He doesn't guard his chin, that is something I will have to remember.