Hey, everybody! I missed you. Yes, you.

So, who saw the movie? Awesome, right? Despite the huge changes, I still adored it. The changes worked and the movie, man.. Every time Newt was on the screen, I was squealing into my bucket of popcorn. SO PERFECT.

I'm so happy over the overwhelming support for this 'spin-off', if you can call it that! I've received numerous PMs not only about Save Me From Myself, but also for Nostalgia. I wasn't sure if this idea would work, so I'm glad it's working out well so far.

This scene will be from Chapter 3, Newt's point of view.

When reading this, please remember. Newt is a teenage boy. Just saying.

Well, enjoy! Expect the first chapter for my Scorch Trials adaption in the next 3 to 4 days. Yes, less than a week! The Second Trials are beginning.(:

I do not own Maze Runner, only Sutton and any characters I create.

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"Where do you want these, Newt?" Zart asked, "Newt?".

"Huh? Sorry, mate, just been a bit distracted lately," I apologized, raising my thumbnail up to my mouth in thought.

"It's fine, but I need to know where to put these before they start going bad. Greenhouse?".

Glancing over, I saw Zart carrying a bushel of tomatoes in his arms, looking pristine as ever.

"Go see if Frypan needs any for dinner, first," I mumbled, zoning back out and into my thoughts.

In the corner of my eye I could see Zart's shoulders slump, his breaths letting out a heavy sigh.

"C'mon, Newt, he's across the shuck Glade..".

"Does it look like I care where he is? You want to eat tonight?" I growled, snapping around to face him.

Zart's slumped posture snapped upright, his eyebrows shooting up in worry.

"No, I didn't mean it like that, I just—,".

"What? You just what?" I growled.

My arms were crossed in front of my chest as I stared the boy down, daring him to talk about.

"Nothing, nothing. I'll go get these to him, sir," Zart replied, looking down at the ground as he scuffled away.

As I watched the Keeper of the Gardens shuffle away in defeat, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt rush through me.

"Shuck me..." I sighed, running a hand over my drawn face.

How Alby does twenty-four seven, I'll never know.

"What was that about?" Speak of the devil, Alby asked as he came up from behind me, making me jump. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you.. Even if it was kind of funny," he snickered, earning a punch to the gut. The encounter made me smile.

"Don't know, man, I just feel... Off, I guess? Everything just feels weird ever since Thomas got here,".

Alby shot me a look matched with a knowing smile, but it was gone in a matter of seconds.

"You sure that's the reason? I mean, everyone knows about you two,".

"Us two?" I asked, my voice sharp.

"Seriously, Newt? You and Sutton. I thought it was just going to be a game for you, but now—,".

"Don't come closer! You're bad!" a voice shouted so loudly that it could be heard almost throughout the Glade.

Boys all around us jumped, not expecting the screams that were leaving the edge of the woods.

"What was that?" Alby muttered, his body tense.

"No, no!" the voice continued to scream.

The bloodcurdling screams filled our bodies, chilled us to the bone, because we knew. We had just released him this morning. Alby had cleared him, said he seemed better—cured.

No words were spoken between Alby and I, our eyes only locked before we both took off in a sprint as broken screams left the Deadheads.

"Don't move!" Alby shouted from up ahead.

Frowning, I tried my best to keep up with him, even though it wasn't possible. Yes, I'm fast, but at one point in time, I had been faster. With every push of my legs, a sharp pain shot through my body, starting from my toes and pulsating through the rest of me.

"Damn leg," I growled to myself.

When I reached the scene, I could practically feel my blood starting to boil. Sutton's beat-up body was thrown haphazardly to the ground, laying alongside Ben, who had a knife in hand. My mind was racing and I hadn't even noticed that Thomas was standing off to the side, not doing a thing to try and help Sutton.

"What were you buggin' thinking? Were you planning on saving her at all!?" I yelled, stomping over to where Thomas stood in shock.

"What did you want me to do? Charge at them when the idiot had a knife to her throat?" Thomas yelled back, throwing his arms up in the air.

Approaching Thomas, I was given a look that I didn't like. It was the kind of look that said Thomas just knew he was right, and that I should agree with him. For the first time in a long time, my vision blurred—I was seeing red.

"Yes, slinthead! Would've done more than you just standing there!".

"Enough," Alby growled from behind at the sight of my hands curling into fists.

Whatever was going on, it wasn't over. The look in my eyes said it and the look in Thomas' eyes matched it. As I took a step toward him, Alby's large hand clamped down onto my shoulder, pulling me to a halt. Closing my eyes, I knew that if I took one more step closer to the Greenbean, I'd be in the Slammer for the night.

Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to turn away from Thomas and toward Sutton, who was still cowering on the ground. Seeing her thrown to the ground, hair covering her face, I felt guilt. I hadn't been there. No; instead, I had been yelling at Zart over tomatoes. Tomatoes.

Shaking my head, I knew I needed to man up.

"Thank God," Sutton sighed as I approached.

Extending a hand toward her, I pulled her off the ground and back onto her feet, brushing away the stray strands of hair that still crowded her face.

"You okay, Sutton?" I asked, pulling her chin into my hand, inspecting her all over.

Sutton nodded almost immediately, pulling away from my grasp.

"I will be,".

Watching her closely, I knew she was lying. That wasn't what scared me, however. The fact that I knew she was lying was what truly scared me. I knew she was lying, but to help her relax, I let out a sigh of relief, failing at my attempt to mask my worry.

"You're shaking, Greenie," I mumbled at the sight of her body visibly shaking.

My fingers twitched, wanted to wrap around her shaking hands and tell that everything would be alright.

"Happens," Sutton joked, but her laugh was weak.

Fake.

Rolling my eyes, I pushed away the knowledge that Thomas and Alby were watching us from behind and wrapped my arms around her in a tight hug. Clearly not expecting it, Sutton's only reaction was a pat on my back. Holding back a laugh, I took the pat.

It was good enough.

"I thought he was supposed to be under watch," Sutton complained.

I wanted so badly to roll my eyes but knew that if she saw it, she would only get angrier. And let's be honest, nobody needs an angry girl on their hands if it isn't necessary.

"We released him earlier today," I explained, almost puffing out my chest a little as I spoke. I don't know why, it kind of just happened.

"You what? How could you release him!? He's clearly not sane!" Sutton spat, stopping in her tracks in disbelief.

Sighing, I ran a hand through my long hair. Does she always have to be so difficult?

"We didn't think he would hunt Thomas down and try to kill him, Sutton," I responded, my voice void of any emotion.

"What does this have to do with Thomas? All Ben could say was how bad Thomas was,".

Letting out an aggravated sigh, I watched her closely. Sutton may be new here, but damn, the girl loved asking questions.

"How the klunk should I know? Thomas reared his ugly head during Ben's Changing and Ben freaked. Afterwards, Ben had acted completely normal, as if nothing had happened,".

Sutton continued to beg and plead for answers, nothing new. I went to snap at her until I felt her tiny hands wrap around mine. Glancing down, I looked at how our hands intertwined. My cheeks started to blush and all I could think about was how I should pull away from her, just like she had done to me in the Deadheads.

But I couldn't.

I tried to tell myself that it was just a game, whatever I had with Sutton was just some stupid joke to make her fall for me, but as she stared deep into my eyes, I couldn't be so sure.

"I can't. Alby would banish me if I did,".

Sutton must've been sick of getting nothing out of me, for she eventually pushed my hands back to my sides and spun on her heels.

"Fine. I'll go ask someone else,".

"Oh yeah? Like who?" I snorted, throwing my hands to my hips.

Yeah, right.

Like anybody around here would dare tell her anything Alby hasn't.

"Gally,".

My anger was rising again. Was she crazy to ask Gally? The boy clearly has it in for her, and not in a good way!

"Oh yeah? And what exactly can he tell you that I can't?" I called, barely coming up with a response, but I knew it was a good one.

Surprise filled me as Sutton kept walking, ignoring me completely. Her walk was brisk, defiant, and I cursed myself for not being able to help myself from running my eyes down her body. A groan caught itself at the back of my throat as her hips swayed, back and forth, back and forth. Whether it was the thought of her running to Gally instead of me for help or her bloody swaying hips, I gave in, jogging to catch up with her. I cleared the space between us easily, taking hold of her arm.

"Let me go," she demanded through clenched teeth, and I couldn't help but like the way her voice sounded when was angry.

Gravely, raspy.

Sexy.

I wanted to hear more of it but now wasn't the time. Not the time.

"If I could tell you everything, I would, okay? But I can't. I don't know why there are so many secrets around here, but there is—that's something you're going to have to learn to deal with. If I'd known how pushy you were going to be, I wouldn't have pulled you out of that shuck box," I growled, reluctantly letting go of her arm.

"Oh, so now this is my fault?" Sutton spat, throwing her hands to her hips.

Dammit.

Glancing down at her hips again, I had to close my eyes.

"Yeah, you're bloody right it is!".

"Weren't you the one who said I would rather be on the other side of the Box? Weren't you the one who said you'd help me, show me the way around here? Aren't you the one who wasn't there for me when I had a knife to my throat?" Sutton asked, frowning slightly, but just as angry.

"You don't get to talk to me like this, Sutton; Alby and I made it in time, that should be all that matters,".

"Why not, Newt? Because you're Alby's 'right-hand man' and I'm not? If you were me, you would want answers too, and you know it,".

At that point I snapped. I was angry, pissed off, really.

But there was something, something in the pit of my stomach that liked how Sutton challenged me, questioned my authority. She isn't afraid to stand up to me, and it was very, very, endearing.

Taking hold of her hands, I exploded, getting right up in her face, just not in the way a teenage guy would prefer. As soon as it went quiet I regretted it, but apparently I had gotten through the girl, for she was gearing up to apologize. Taking in her flushed features, I refused to let her apologize. In reality, Sutton wasn't in the wrong, and looking back and forth between her eyes and hips, I would never get what I want if Sutton hates me.

"Guess I should get going," I sighed, forcing myself to look away from the beautiful creature in front of me.

"Probably get something to eat, I'm starving," Sutton replied, which actually made me laugh.

In a matter of minutes, the girl made my blood boil, made me laugh.

What is Sutton doing to me?

"What's so funny?" she asked, trying to be just as menacing as before, but it didn't work. It only made her seem cuter.

"Seems like all you've done since you got here is eat, you shuckin' pig," I chuckled, shaking my head.

Sutton's mouth dropped, making me laugh even more.

"You don't call a girl a pig!" she squealed, matching my stance.

"A lady," I corrected her, making her blush.

Yeah, a lady. Definitely a lady.

Mind of a lady, body of a lady.. But now I'm just getting distracted.

Turning on her heel, she let me give her yet another appreciative one-over.

"Whatever,".

I watched her walk away, away from me, and felt a longing in my chest. Tried to ignore it, tried to tell myself it was just me craving her body, craving her warmth. It's just a game. It's stupid, pointless.

I watched her walk away, away from me, and felt a longing in my chest. Knew I couldn't ignore it, knew it wasn't just a craving for her body, craving for her warmth. It's not just a game. It's not stupid, pointless.

As much as I wanted it to be just that, I knew it wouldn't be, couldn't be.

I knew bloody damn well that this girl was going to be the death of me.

Tadaaaa! Chapter Two.

I know it wasn't exactly a scene most of you expected to be part of this series, but something about it made me want to re-write it from Newt's point of view.

Remember that these won't be going in order. The more sporadic, the better.

Titles will be titled after their original chapter with a roman numeral in parenthesis (Ex: (I), (IV), etc) so you know that it's a continuation from a chapter that was already used. Not the case now, but for future installments.

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