He looked up to the sky from the centre of the glade, the sky pitch black yet the stars glinting brighter than usual. He wondered why for a moment but didn't need long for him to finally come to a conclusion. Love.
The greenie had only arrived that day and only a few hours ago did they find out his name. Thomas. What a beautiful name, Newt thought. Makes sense for a guy who looks like that.
Not that Thomas would ever notice him, of course. Newt was always too busy with his jobs as second in command; always alone. He thought back to some previous decisions of his, completely regretting them after seeing his face. If he'd succeeded in committing suicide that day, he never would've met Thomas. And now that he thought about it, he didn't know how he'd ever lived without Thomas in his life. The fact was he hadn't. He'd never felt so alive.
Newt couldn't believe he was still awake at this time. Sitting. Waiting. For what, he hadn't a clue. But he was sure that something would happen. A gut feeling, I'd you like. And then, as predicted, something happened.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Gally. Obviously. Then Newt heard Alby.
"He's just like any other greenie who's ever come up in the box, Gally. Slim it!"
Gally retorted, "There's something not right about him-"
"I don't care! You have no proof or evidence and he only just got here. Now get to bed, will ya?"
Gally stormed off, not before seeing Newt sat under a tree and glaring at him. He then saw the two leave and once again, he was alone.
For some reason though, this taste of drama didn't seem to meet his standards. It was as if this wasn't the drama he was looking for initially. It bugged him a bit and he sat by the tree in the dead of night, but he thought nothing of it. Maybe he was just bored. Yeah, that must be it.
Newt was just about to get up and go to bed when he heard a twig snap. Immediately he turned around, and had to look twice to actually believe who it was. Subsequently, his face lit up. It was the one and only. Thomas.
"Hey," he whispered, "follow me a sec." Newt, curious, followed him without argument, and soon realised he was heading for the deadheads. "What are we doing?" he asked tentatively.
"You'll see," was the only reply.
A/N: sorry if these chapters are quite short, but i can assure you there is a lot more to come. hope you liked it and please review so i can improve in the future xox