How to Save a Life: Newt x Reader (EDITED)

Chapter 18: Thomas

That night was the traditional celebration of a new Greenie. The drums played, you helped the boys light the bonfire, and you drank Gally's drink. 

You and Newt went to sit next to the Greenie. "Hell of a first day, Greenie." said Newt. The boy nodded in response. Newt handed the boy Gally's concoction "Here, put some hair on your chest."
You giggled as the boy took it. You could tell he barely had a sip and spat it out. You and Newt laughed at him. "

"Oh my god, what is that?!" the boy gagged. "We don't even know." said Newt, taking the jar back. "It's Gally's recipe. It's a trade secret."

You looked back at Gally who was "playing" with one of the poor Gladers in the circle. "Yeah well, he's still an asshole." said the boy. You hummed in mild agreement. Gally was like an overprotective brother since Justin was...yeah.

"He saved you life today." Newt commented. "Trust me, the maze is a dangerous place."
"We're trapped here, aren't we?" the boy asked. "For the moment." Newt replied. "But, do you see those guys?" Newt turned around to point at Minho and the other runners.
"Those are the runners. That guy there is Minho, the keeper of runners." he pointed to the Asian boy who was staring off into the fire, looking like he was drowning in thought.

" Every morning, when those doors open they run the maze. Mapping it, memorizing it, trying to find a way out."
"How long have they been looking?" the Greenie asked. "Three years." Newt replied with a firm nod. "They didn't find anything?" the boy asked. "It's easier said than done." 

"-Well, I actually had a theory." you cut in. "But, they thought it was too dangerous and crazy."
"What was that?" the boy asked. "Listen." said Newt. You could hear the sound of the maze. "That's the maze, changing. It changes every night." 
"How is that even possible?" the boy asked. "You can ask the people who put us here if you ever meet the bitches." you said, taking a drink of Gally's mixture. 
"The runners are the only ones who know what's out there. The only non-runner that knows is me. The runners are the biggest people of all and if they don't make it back before the doors close, then they're stuck there for the night. Almost no one has survived a night in the maze."

"Almost? Who did survive?" the boy asked. "I did." you say grimly, thinking about that horrific time, pushing your brother and Minho through the doors and not making the run.
"What? How did you do it?" the boy asked. "That's a story for another time." you looked to the ground, "Why are chances of survival so little?" asked the boy.

"We call them Grievers." Newt replied. "Right, well. That's enough questions for one night."
"Yeah, you're supposed to be the guest of honor." you say, nudging the Greenie. You and Newt helped the Greenie up.

Gally had just finished off another poor glader in the circle. "There we got the builders." said Newt. "Very good with there hands, but not a lot going on upstairs."
You snickered because that was the exact same thing Newt said to you about the builders. "And then we got Winston, keeper of the Slicers." Newt pointed to Winston who was sharpening a knife. 

"And we got two med-jacks, Clint and Jeff." said Newt as Clint and Jeff walked by, greeting you and Newt with fist bumps and high fives. "They spent most of their time bandaging the slicers."
"What about your job?" the boy asked you. "I'm what you call a Den-Mother. I'm like a keeper. I spent most of my time rotating jobs. I sometimes can be a Med-Jack, cook, Track-Hoe, and I'm very good with my hands, but I'm actually smart, so I can't really be only one thing."

"What if I wanna be a runner?" the boy asked. "Did you not just listen to us?" Newt relied as you raised an eyebrow to him. "No one wants to be a runner."

I do you thought to yourself

"You have to be chosen." Newt said. "By who?" the Greenie asked. Then a Glader nudged into the Greenie after being pushed out of the circle. The Greenie turned around to see Gally. "Whaddya say, Greenie?" asked Gally. "Wanna see what your made of?"

Then chants started to echo around the glade "Greenie! Greenie! Greenie!"
You shook your head and looked down as the Greenie made his way inside the circle. "Alright, the rules are simple. I try to push you out of the circle. And you try to last more than five seconds. Ready?" Gally told the Greenie. "Jesus." you muttered to yourself.

Gally ran at the Greenie, nudging him toward the end of the circle. The Gladers that the boy was leaning against, pushed him back into the circle an Gally tripped him. The Greenie looked up at Gally angrily. "Come on, Greenie. We're not finished yet." Gally taunted. The Greenie stood up. "Stop calling me that."

"Stop calling you that?" Gally asked. "What do you want to be called? Shank?" 
The boys started to laugh. "Gally, that's enough!" you yelled over the laughing. "What do you think guys? Does he look like a shank?"
The boys laughter grew. The boy lunged at Gally, but Gally saw what was coming and used the same move to trip him again. "You know what? I think I've settled on shank." 

The boys laughed again while you were yelling in protest. The Greenie charged at Gally and tried to push him. Then he gave Gally a nudge on the back with his elbow, causing Gally to trip. You looked the Greenie in surprise, then cheered while the boys oohed.

You saw Gally's angry look. "Not bad for a Greenie, huh?" said the boy, but before he could finish, Gally tripped him and the Greenie hit his head on the sand and screamed in pain then coughed. 

"Thomas." the boy whispered. The boy then got up. "Thomas, hey. Thomas." the Gladers looked around in confusion. "I remember my name! I'm Thomas!"

You started to cheer then Alby said "Thomas!" enthusiastically. The other Gladers joined in the cheer. You went to pat him on the back "Welcome home, Thomas."
 Thomas smiled at you. "Thanks." he replied.

Gally walked up to Thomas and shook his hand. "Good job...Thomas."
You nodded you head in satisfaction to Gally and Thomas's hopefully stronger relationship. Then you heard the familiar growl coming from inside the maze. "What was that?" asked Thomas. "That, my friend was a Griever." said Gally. "Don't worry, you're safe here with us. Nothing gets through those walls."

"Alright guys, let's tuck in for the night." Alby announced. You shook hands with Thomas one last time and Newt took your hand and walked you to your hut for the normal hug and goodnight kiss.