Ohmagahd. I read the Death Cure and well, damn it ;n; /3 Anyway, I'll be posting up two today ^~^ Thomas is the Best Hero in the MTV movie awards, I think. Yay :D Likes and Reviews are appreciated 33

When night came, everyone was in a merry mood for the celebration of their newest greenie's arrival. There were lots of food compared to any ordinary working days, music playing, and as usual games that builders enjoyed the most. Thomas was being shown around by the second in command, Newt, telling him the different roles of each glader and gave him the task as a track hoe. Later that night, he had a match against Gally and getting thrown by the huge builder actually helped him remember his name. Everyone cheered after he remembered his identity.

Remembering that he went by the name Thomas.

Newt left Thomas by the bonfire to talk to the keepers and Alby about some maintenance for the Glade that they had to deal with. Thomas, although felt welcomed by everyone, wasn't in a festive mood. He was still confused with a lot of things that he didn't even bother touching his food. Deep in his thoughts, he was startled to see a pair of worn out sneakers in front of him. He looked up and realized that it was the only girl in the Glade holding her own plate of food and jar of water.

"Do you mind if I join you?" she asked with a friendly smile.

"Oh, uh, no, not at all" he stuttered, sitting up straight.

Holly sat down beside him and smiled to herself. The young Thomas was no different from the present Thomas either. He still sounded awkward like a guy you could easily pick on but was nice enough and approachable. She started to eat her food when she realized that Thomas hadn't touched his.

"Don't fancy the food?" she asked curiously.

Thomas looked down on his plate then at her. "I just don't feel like eating"

"Well at least have a bite. By tomorrow I'm pretty sure you'll be busy working around here" she insisted and smiled when he took a bite on his food. "Anyway, were you told about things you needed to know?"

"Yeah" he nodded. "That guy Newt just finished telling me about the maze"

Holly smiled upon the mention of Newt's name. She continued to eat and saw Thomas fidgeting with his hands—a thing he did when something or someone was bothering him.

"Curious about what lies beyond those walls?" she asked again.

Thomas quickly looked up at her surprised as if she just read his thoughts. He didn't say a word but nodded. He had mentioned the maze to Alby, Newt, and Chuck numerous times but never got the answers he wanted to hear so he doubted he would hear anything better from her. She took a sip of her water and looked at the dull stone walls that stood around them, trapping them in their temporary home known as the Glade.

"Curiosity kills the cat. Ever heard of that?" she asked. "When you're too curious, it'll only lead you to disaster. But I'm not telling you it's bad to be curious. Sometimes, you have to take the risk and face the consequences of your curiosity. Even if that maze is literally trouble and no good, it can also lead you to answers you're looking for"

Thomas looked at her with a confused expression. "So, you're telling me I should go in?"

"Maybe—but more of I'm telling you to follow whatever your gut tells you to do" Holly grinned.

"I actually want to be a runner" he confessed and looked at the closed maze, listening to the sound it was making as it changed. "For some reason, I feel like I can actually find a way out."

"There's nothing impossible, you know" Holly sipped her water, licking her upper lip. "You just have to show Minho and the rest that you're capable of being a runner"

"Do you think I'm capable?"

"I do" she didn't say it with any hesitation. She knew very well that it was her boss, Thomas, who found a way out and saved a few gladers.

Thomas looked at her surprised. Holly was completely different from the other gladers he had met, constantly encouraging him with whatever he wanted. It somehow made him happy that there was actually a person that believed in him and didn't think that he was some sort of crazy shank, as what Chuck would say. Pleased with his conversation with Holly, he decided to eat more of his food. He was actually hungry; he just didn't want to show it since he was too confused with everything.

"Did you make lots of friends?" Holly asked curiously, leaning back on a log.

Thomas chewed slowly and nodded as he tried remembering the friendly people's names and faces he had met.

"Yeah, there's Alby, Newt, and Chuck" he started. "And then Fry Pan and you. I don't think that guy Gally wants to be friends with me. He seems to hate me"

"Don't worry about him; he's just like that being a builder and stuff"

"Hmm, oh right" Thomas wiped his greasy hand with his shirt and stretched it out for her with a smile when he remembered something. "My name is Thomas"

Holly smiled widely and gripped his hand tight while they shook hands. "Well, I'm pleased to meet you, Mr. Thomas"

"Mr. Thomas?" he repeated with a chuckle.

"Oh God, I meant Thomas" she flushed. She had always been used to calling him Mr. Thomas since he was the president of TAIMN which made him her boss. "I was just being…respectful?"

"No need to be too formal though" he smiled. "Thomas is fine"

"Yes, Thomas it is" she grinned and got up before she could say anything embarrassing. "Anyway, it's getting late. I'll see you tomorrow and welcome to the Glade"

Thomas watched her walked away with her empty plate and empty jar then smiled at his new friend after greeting her goodnight. After bringing her dirty utensils in the kitchen, Holly made her way to the homestead tiredly. She shivered when a strong gust of wind came across them, getting her hair all over her face. She quickly crouched down; rubbing her bare legs and making them feel warm. When she was about to get on her own hammock to get some rest for the night, someone took her by the arm and dragged her casually toward the other end of the homestead. She looked up and saw that it was none other than Newt.

"Let's sleep together" he insisted, placing his stuff down on the floor and pulled the blanket away from his hammock.

"Are you sure we'll be able to fit?" she chuckled, looking at the hammock and was nervous it might fall because of their weight.

Newt confidently lay down on the hammock with his arms wide open, gesturing her to join him. "If it falls, I'll catch you" he smiled.

Giving her a hand, Holly carefully got on the hammock and lay down on top of him. Newt unfolded the blanket he was holding and covered the both of them with it.

"See, we fit" Newt grinned, kissing her forehead with his arms wrapped around her waist.

Holly giggled and felt warm and comfortable cuddling him. "Yeah, we do" she mumbled.

"How was your evening?" he asked with eyes closed. "I didn't get to spend time with you during supper"

"That's because you were busy" Holly pointed out. "But my evening was good. I ate a lot and made friends with Thomas"

"Ah the curious greenie, he asks a lot of stuff"

"He does but he is very friendly"

"Good that" Newt covered his mouth as he yawned and snuggled Holly after. "Let's get some sleep, I feel so tired"

Holly agreed, softly kissing his cheek and buried her face on his neck to sleep. As they were trying to get some rest Fry Pan, who was tired cooking for everyone that festive night, passed by the lovebirds with a playful grin.

"Don't you try doing anything weird, a'ight?" he warned them. "I don't want to wake up hearing weird sounds and clothes on the floor"

Newt, with his eyes closed, had hit Fry Pan on the back as he walked towards his own hammock laughing.

"Shuck it" Newt grumbled and went back to cuddling Holly until he fell asleep.