"I'm back!" I yelled to Thomas who was staring at one of the beetle blades.
I went to him and sat down next to the shank.
"One of the beetle blades," I said in a soft tone. "It's how they watch us."
Thomas said nothing.
"Won't hurt ya unless your shank enough to touch it" I tried starting a conversation but there was no response.
"Where did you go?" the Greenie began, "and what is that noise?"
"Ben has just gotten sick" I say.
"What happened to him?"
"They got him"
"They?"
I go to stand up. "Let's hope you never find out. Good that?"
"What happened to the Chuck guy you were talking about before?"
I stop in my tracks.
"I give up on that shank. I'll be your guide"
"Then if your my guide you answer my questions, right?"
"Within reason Greenie"
"Well then why is everyone calling me Greenie?"
I didn't say anything.
"Well?"
I say nothing. My voice goes dry.
"Newt!"
"Shuck it!" I turn to see the Greenie's eyes in horror. "Your only valid to be called Greenie until a new one arrives!"
"Thomas" is his reply.
"What?"
"Thomas. He repeated. It's my name"
"Good that Greenie."
"Call me Thomas!" he yelled.
I stay hidden in the shadows in front of Thomas.
"Good that....Thomas"
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The Maze Runner (Newt's POV)
Teen FictionHello. I might as well say I love the Maze Runner and I wanted to make a point of view that isn't Thomas. Because you know the book is already on him. So here's Newt's POV!
