DISCLAIMER: I ONLY OWN BELLE AND A FEW OTHERS
Newt POV:
"In place of our leader, sick in bed, I declare this gathering begun" I couldn't help but roll my eyes I hated formality, I don't know how Alby does it "As you all know, the last few days have been bloody crazy, and quite a bit of it seems centred around our Greenbean, Tommy, seated before us"
I saw Tommy's face flush a little with embarrassment.
We sat in a semicircle surrounding him. We had called a Gathering about what to do with the Greenie
"He's not the Greenie anymore," Gally said, his scratchy voice so low it was almost comical, "He's just a rule breaker now"
Mumbles and whispers started in the room but I quickly shushed them. I was really not in the mood for a Gathering after everything that's happened
"Gally," I said "try to keep some buggin' order here. If you're gonna blabber your shuck mouth everytime I say something you can go ahead and bloosy leave, because I'm not in a very cheerful mood."
I saw Tommy and he looked like he could cheer at that. Gally folded his arms and leaned back in his chair he wore a scowl that looked so forced it looked pathetic. It was hard to believe someone could be intimidated by this guy. I gave him a hard stare then continued
"Glad we got that out of the way." I said and I rolled my eyes again. This was gonna be a long bloody Gathering "Reason we're here is because almost every lovin' kid in the Glade has come up to me in the last day or wo either boo-hooing about Thomas or beggin' to take his hand in marriage. We need to decide what we're gonna do with him."
Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Gally lean forward, but I cut him off before he could say anything
"You'll have your chance, Gally. One at a time. And Tommy, you're not allowed to say a buggin' thing until we ask you to. Good that?" I waited for his reluctant nod before I continued . I then pointed to Zart "Zart the Fart, you start"
I heard a few sniggers before the boy began to speak. I felt sad whenever I spoke to him because he was one of Belle's best friends
"Well," His eyes darted around as if expecting one of us to tell him what to say. "I don't know. He broke one of our most important rules. We can't just let people think that's ok" He paused and looked down at his hands rubbing them together "But then again, he...changed things. Now we know we can survive out there, and we can beat the Grievers."
I saw relief flood Tommy from where he sat. He was just happy to have someone on his side
"Oh, give me a break," Gally spurted. "I bet Minho's the one who actually got rid of the stupid thing"
Oh shut your hole!" I yelled standing up. I'd had enough of this Slinthead "I'm the bloody chair right now, and if I heard one buggin' word out of turn from you, I'll be arrangin' another Banishing for your sorry but."
"Please," Gally whispered sarcastically, the ridiculous smirk scowl returning as he slouched back into his chair again. It took everything I had not to go over there and punch him in the face
Instead I sat back down and motioned to Zart "It that it? Any official recommendations?"
Zart shook his head
"Okay. You're next Frypan."
The cook smiled and sat up straighter
"Shank's got more guts than I've fried up from every pig and cow in the last year." He paused, as if expecting a laugh but none came "How stupid is this-he saves Alby's life, kills a couple Grievers, and we're sitting here yappin' about what to do with him. As Chuck would say, this pile of klunk
Tommy looked so happy a if he had been thinking all this. But he probably was
"So what're ya recommendin'?" I asked
Frypan folded his arms "Put him on the freaking Council and have him trail us on everything he did out there."
Voices erupted from every direction, and it took me half a bloody minute to calm everyone down. I saw Tommy wince.
"All right, writin' her down." I said writing as I scribbled Frypan's recommendation down "Now everyone keep their bloody mouths shit, I mean it. You know the rules-no idea's unacceptable-and you'll have your say when we vote on it" I hated this. How did Alby do this? I pointed to Abraham
"I don't have an opinion," he said
"What?" I said angrily. I just wanted to scream right now "Lot of good it did to choose you for the Council then."
"Sorry, I honestly don't." He shrugged. "If anything, I agree with Frypan, I guess why punish a guy for saving someone's life?"
"So you do have an opinion-is that it?" I insisted, pencil in hand.
Abraham nodded and I scribbled what he had said messily. Tommy looked more and more relieved but it was obvious he wanted to speak
Next was acne-covered Winston
"I think he should be punished. No offence, Greenie, but Newt, you're the one always harping on about order. If we don't punish him, we'll set a bad example. He broke our Number One Rule."
"Okay," I said, writing on my pad. "So you're recommendin' punishment. What kind?"
"I think he should be put in the Slammer for a week with only bread and water-and we need to make sure everyone knows about it so they don't get any ideas."
Gally clapped. I scowled
The more Keepers spoke, one for Frypan's idea the other for Winston's. It was my turn
"I agree with the lot of ya. He should be punished, but then we need to figure out a way to use him. I'm reservin' my recommendation until I hear everyone out. Next."
I misses Belle. The thought suddenly appeared in the back of my mind. I felt tears start to cloud my eyes and I looked down at the ground and blinked them away. I couldn't think of her right now
Down the line people said their opinions. Some thought he should be punished, some thought he should be praised. Or both. Until we reached to last two Keepers. Gally and Minho.
Gally went first.
"I think I've made my opinions clear already" He said
"Good that" I said with another roll of the eyes "Go on, then Minho."
"No!" Gally yelled making a couple Keepers jump in their seats. Belle would have laughed a little at the sight of it. I internally winced
You can't think of her here
"I still wanna say something."
"Then bloody say it" I replied
"Just think about it" Gally began "This slinthead comes up in the box, acting all confused and scared, The same day Belle gets taken into the maze-"
"Leave her out of this" I snap at him before I could stop myself making the same Keepers jump as before
"A few days later, he's running around the Maze with Grievers, acting like he owns the place,"
Tommy shrank into is seat a little
"Gally continued his rant "I think it was all an act. How could he have done what he did out there after just a few days?. I ain't buying it"
"What're you tryin' to say, Gally?" I asked "How about having a bloody point"
"I think he's a spy working for the people who put us here."
Another uproar. Tommy shuck his had. I finally calmed everyone down. How Gally could come up with this bloody idea's I will never know but he wasn't finished
"We can't trust this shank," he continued "Day after he shows up a physco girl, spoutin' off that things are gonna change clutching a freaky note. I bet he even has something to do with Belle going missing" It took everything I had not to beat the klunk out of him. Other boys must have noticed because I felt an hand on my arm. I relaxed again but Gally continued "We find a dead Griever. Thomas conveniently finds himself in the Maze for the night, then tries to convince everyone he's a hero. Well, neither Minho nor anyone else actually saw him do anything in the vines. How do we know it was the Greenie who tied Alby up there?" Gally paused and no one said a word before I could say anything Gally was speaking. Again "There's been too many weird things going on, and it all started when this shuck-face Greenie showed up. And he just happens to be the first person to survive a night in the Maze. Something ain't right, and until we figure it out, I officially recommend that we lock his butt in the slammer-for the month than have another review."
More rumbling broke put and I wrote down his recommendation while shaking his head the hole time
"Finished, Captain Gally?" Newt asked.
"Quit being a quick aleck Newt," he spat him face flushing red. "I'm dead serious. How can we trust this shank after less than a week? Quit voting me down before you even think about what I'm saying"
For a split second empathy flashed other Tommy's face before it disapeered
"Fine, Gally," I apologised "I'm sorry we hard you, and we'll all consider your bloody recommendation. Are you done?"
"Yes, I'm done. And I'm right"
No more from Gally I pointed to Minho
"Go ahead, last but not least."
Minho stood quickly taking everyone off guard "I was out there; I saw what this guy did-he stayed string while I turned into a pant-wearin' chickin. No blabbin' on like Gally. I want to say my recommendation and be done with it."
I heard Tommy hold hid breath
"Good that," I said "Tell us then."
Minho looked at Tommy. "I nominate this shank to replace me as Keeper of the Runners
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