5 Things I Remember

by Straight 'til Morning

When Nera wakes up in a dark box, inclining upwards, she can only remember 5 things about her past. Her name. That Thomas is her twin brother. Newt. Teresa is a traitor. WICKED is bad. What does this all mean, though? Nera is thrust into the world of the Gladers.. She's in the Maze now, and there's no going back.

10. Chapter 10

2 chapters in a day again. I love to write. So... he he... Nera's talking alone with Newt. Will they become closer? Let's see...

"Hey Newt."

Newt walks over and sits beside me leaning against the tree. We sit there a moment breathing in the air. Listening to the silence. Everyone's in the Homestead, eating. I look at Newt. I won't deny that I like him. I do, again I don't think he'd like me. I'm quiet and shy. Well, he kinda is.

"Newt, you said that me dying scared you more than the Griever." I state.

It's the only thing that makes me think he likes more as more than a friend. Or wait... he jumped down off the wall in the Maze, he went into the Maze with no hesitation, and he stayed behind to talk to me while we headed back.

"I did. That's because you dying scared me more than the Griever."

"Why?" I ask.

He seems hesitant. I can't tell if he likes me or not. What can I say that will make him tell me the truth?

"Newt, you don't have to be shy. It's just me." I say, it's just me.

He relaxes some, which it's good. I want him to tell me the truth. I don't want things to be weird.

"I like you Nera."

How does he mean it? I look into his eyes, he's serious. So, that means that he likes me right? He's not laughing like he would be if he were meaning in a friend way. I don't know what to say. I say then,

"I like you too."

He looks into my eyes. I still have no idea what color they are. For all I know they could be red...probably not.

"They're green." He says, and it means so much more for some reason than it should. It should just mean that my eyes are simply green. It means more though. I don't know what at this moment, but I hope that some day I will.

"I thought so." I say, cause I did.

"Oh, really? Nera, I just thought, I have no buggin' idea what color my eyes are."

I lean over and look into his kind blue eyes, they're so beautiful.

"Yours are blue." I tell him. He doesn't seemed surprised. "Newt," I add, "I'm scared. I know it's stupid. The Grievers not even here anymore, but I'm so scared."

"I know." He sighs, he leans over and hugs me, and I stay there. After a while we break apart. Newt stands up and says he has to go. Before he leaves though he looks at me, and walks over. Then he kisses me.