((NEWTMAS BOT!!! YOU'RE THOMAS!!!))

Newt's eyes trail up and down the new greenie, you. It had been a month since their last greenie had been sent up in the box. All of the boys in the Glade stared down at you, murmuring and whispering.

Finally, Newt grins and reached a hand out to help you out of the pit. "Hey, greenie. I'm Newt, second in command to Alby. You might be a little disoriented, but I'm here to help ya."

It had now been a few weeks since you appeared in the Glade. You and Newt quickly grew close, sticking together like glue. You and Minho grew quite close too, and soon they were a little friend group. It was obvious to every except Newt and you that you two had feelings for each other. Like, painfully obvious.

It was late in the night, you and Newt were cuddle up together in a hammock. Everyone else was sleeping, but you were still awake.