The tour ended so Tris I nothing else to do for the rest of the day. Alby said that I would start working tomorrow for the sake of it so I just stayed wondering about the Glade getting myself familiar to the surrounding. I walked around and remembered which way was which, "South-eat Bloodhouse, North-east Garden, North-west Homestead", I kept repeating it over and over again and pointing to the different directions as I did so, "You finished the Tour for today Greenie", someone spoke behind me, I immediately recognised the accent
"Hey Newt", I say as I turn around to face him
"What are you bloody doing", he said as he stood next to me, our arms brushing, I blushed a bit and then tried to hide it. "Just trying to remember the Glade and the north-east things all that..." I paused for a bit, "Klunk", I finished off, "Is that how you use that word, I'm sorry if...Sorry", gosh why am I so awkward and ugh this is, why can't I be normal, I curse myself in my head, Newt laughed a bit at my attempt to sound like a Glader, "Don't worry you got it right shank", he then smiled at me and I smiled back, I didn't even know I was smiling when his smile got bigger. "Wanna help me around the Glade?" he asked, I knew I didn't have a choice so I said yes, besides I needed to do something and I felt really safe and cosy with Newt, wait cosy what has gotten into my head. We walk together around the Glade in silence, "So what do you do as second in command", I ask breaking the silence, "I make sure that there is order", he said turning towards me and smiling again. All of this smiling and looking seems so familiar to me as if I have done this before but with who?
"So you make sure no one is breaking the rules and all that?" I ask trying to keep the conversation running so we won't have to go back to the silence again, "Exactly", he nods. We walk around a bit and we continue to talk about who knows what until it's time for lunch. We quickly eat lunch and we sit down with some other Gladers, "Tris this is Chuck, Chuck, Tris", he says introducing me to a short pudgy boy, with long brown hair and blue eyes, he didn't look the average age of all the boys in the Glade, he was probably 12 or 13, "Hey Chuck", I say smiling, trying to act friendly, why is it so hard for me to be nice and friendly, I scold at myself, "Hey Greenie", he smiles, "Sorry I had to call you that because I was the Greenie before you, so it feels good to call someone else that", I laugh at bit, "That's okay Chuck", I say scuffing his hair, he seemed like a little brother to me and I felt as if I had to protect him in any way possible, why though? We spoke as we ate and Chuck was a Slopper so he did all the jobs no one else wanted, "That must suck", I said to him
"Well someone's gotta do it", he forced a smile as he said it, it broke my heart honestly that a boy this young would be in someplace like here, with no recollection of his past, of his family, of his friends. We finished lunch and Chuck went off to his job again and I went and followed Newt around the Glade, well not followed more like accompanied him. Nothing much happened really, "Is it usually this quiet around the Glade?" I ask him
"Yeah everyone knows their place and what would happen is they stepped out of line so usually everything is all good, I usually do nothing all day though, it's fun at times", he said as he walked to the Homestead and up the stairs. I followed him and realised where he was headed, it was to the room where Ben was in, he opened the door but I stopped walking a few steps back far away from the door, "What's wrong?" he asked me once he saw how far I was
"Um, I'm not allowed in there", I said trying to make up and excuse to not have to see Ben again, seeing it once scared me forever, I don't want to see it again plus it was true I wasn't allowed in there
"Don't worry you have my permission", he said as he held the door open, I slowly walked up to the door taking my time, embracing myself to the sights of Ben, I seriously don't want to see him again, I think to myself. I walk up to the door and pause for a bit, I look up to Newt and he smiled and nods inwards. I am still frozen on the spot. Scared. I feel an arm wrap around my waist and see that Newt was holding me, my heart beat starts to pick up and I start to burn in my cheeks and all around, "It's okay, I know the real reason you don't want to go inside", he says smirking at me, woah his smirk is, I thought to myself, hot, I finish off my thought. We walk inside and I see that Ben was on the bed, Newts arm still around me holding me tightly, securely and safely. Ben didn't look as bad but still bad, Newts arm slowly disappears from my waist and he walks forward looking above Ben, Jeff, one of the Med-jacks walk in and smiles when he sees us standing there, "Hey Newt, Greenie", he smiles at me, he is holding a bowl of soup I'm guessing for Ben. Newt stands back and stands next to me. We stand there and watch Jeff feed Ben, trying to get the spoon through his closed mouth. Jeff finishes feeding Ben and then walks off again into another room; I'm guessing it's another way out to the Glade. We stand there watching Ben still and Newt doesn't move his eyes glued onto him. "We can't go we have to wait and watch Ben make sure he doesn't go out of control", Newt says as if he just read my mind. We stand there and watch and wait for Jeff to come back.
"How is he?" Newt asks when Jeff comes back
"He's good, getting better I suppose, less scr-", Jeff gets cut off when Ben starts to yell and thrash about, Clint, the other Med-jack walks in and Jeff and him both frantically try and hold down Ben. I am just standing there, tensed up, go Tris help, I tell myself but I am still standing still, I feel someone warm and soft come into my hand and I look down and see Newt put his hand into mine, we laced our fingers together and I start to loosen up and relax although my heart is still pounding, "It's okay", he says to me smiling again, gosh his smile gets me every time, I think to myself, I start to smile like a fool, grinning from ear to ear and cheeks burning, I'm guessing it looks like a tomato right now. "I was gonna say less screaming but Ben beat me to the screaming", Jeff says slowly letting go of Ben who is now relaxing in his bed. Newt lets go of my hand and we both walk out to the Glade. We waste more of our time just walking around and observing everything going on. We eat dinner with Minho and Chuck, Minho was a runner, he was Asian, strong arms, short black hair. He defiently looked like a runner, fit. "Hey shank, you're the Greenie right?" he says as soon as he sees me
"Yep that's me", I reply back
"How's the day been for ya? Spyin' any guys?" he jokes to me, I laugh in response and we all eat talking about the Glade, well that was the only thing we could talk about anyway, we can't remember much about the outside world for us to talk about it. We hear the doors close, the loud grinding noise filling the Glade, surprisingly it doesn't shock me, freak me out or anything I have somehow become used to it, how was I used to it thought after only 1 night? We all finish up and Chuck walks off with Minho to where they sleep, while Newt and I walk off to the Homestead. We go to the Homestead, I walked up half the flight of stairs when I slipped and almost fell but Newt caught me, his hand on my hip, this feels familiar, I try dig around my head for something but all I got was nothing
"Thanks", I say heart pounding, why am I such a klutz, I think to myself. I continue to walk up the stairs and then go into my room, I crawl into bed and Newt sits on the chair next to the bed, "So how'd you like today", he says, he is leaning forward, head on hands, elbows on knees, I loved it so much you don't know how much I want to replay this day over and over again, is what I wanted to say but instead of freaking out I keep calm and say, "It was perfect", I smile giddily at the memories
"That's good shank", Newt says smiling again, oh gosh his smile is perfect, "Well goodnight shank", he says as he gets up and walks out the door
"Good night Newt", I say to him just before he leaves. The room is now dark and I can't see a thing. I replay today and smile widely and I can feel my face heat up again, Newts hand was soft and his voice was gentle and his smile was just, wait, I think to myself, am I in love?
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I simply can not write romance for shuck sake. Oh whale then.