Chapter 1-Thomas

I could see him now: His windswept blonde hair and rich, dark brown eyes.

"Newt…" I exclaimed in awe. I was standing in WCKD's computer room. I was watching the action in the Glade from the dozens of cameras in the room.

Stop. Why are you drooling over him? He doesn't even remember you. I sighed, Why am I doing this?

Newt stood by the hammocks they all slept in. Everyone was asleep. Newt's eyes were filled with pain. Their leader, Nick, had just died a few weeks ago. I could tell Newt was going to do something stupid again if he didn't get help from someone stupid.

I had seen him jump off the wall in the Maze about a month back. Everyone else in the Glade felt stupid because they didn't realize that he was depressed until after he jumped. Idiots.

I was scheduled to have the Swipe implanted tomorrow morning and to be in the Maze that afternoon. I hated that WCKD was putting us in the Maze, but Teresa was so convinced that it was the only way to find the cure. At least I would get to see Newt. It was just a matter of time.