T R U S T [The Maze Runner || Newt || Book 2]

Chapter 20

"What are you guys up to?" She asked them as she sat down,

"Truth or dare," Minho answered her,

"Seriously?"

"We've just spent four days in a desert surrounded by brain-eating zombies. I think we deserve to have some fun."

"Children. All of you. You're children."

"Come on, Clar, have some fun, play with us. Please?" Frypan said, pouting at her,

"Absolutely not."

"Boring." Newt scoffed, rolling his eyes at her. She turned to him, glaring at him before finally giving in,

"Jesus, fine."

"Ha! Good! It's my turn." Minho laughed, looking at his three friends, searching for his next victim. "Newt. Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"See, Clara, that right there is not a boring person." Clara narrowed her eyes at Minho and scowled,

"Newt, I dare you to kiss the prettiest person on this rock. Right now. On the lips. A big old smooch." As he finished, he smirked and closed his eyes, puckering his lips and scooching toward Newt. Clara rolled her eyes and she opened her mouth to make fun of him, but before the words could come out, Newt's lips were pressed firmly on hers. Her eyes widened in shock before she closed them and bought a hand up to Newt's head, tangling it in his hair as she kissed him back.

"Ew, no wait. I take it back. I don't want to see this anymore. Go back to arguing please, this is disgusting." Clara heard Minho say and she smiled against Newt's lips. She pulled back from him to watch Minho as he pretended to gag dramatically, causing everyone else to laugh at him and Frypan reached over, smacking the boy's head.

Their laughter died down after a few seconds and Clara looked back at Newt, smiling before she grabbed his hand, holding it in hers. The four of them looked out over the camp, watching the members of the Right Arm doing their various tasks. Clara turned when she heard footsteps behind her and saw Thomas walking towards them, sitting down next to her.

"I wish Alby could've seen all this," Newt said, squeezing Clara's hand and looking down at her.

"And Winston," Frypan added

"And Chuck," Thomas said, looking down at the small figurine the boy had carved.

"He'd be proud of you, you know, Tommy?"

"Yeah."

"Hey, Aris!" Frypan shouted down at the camp, Aris looked back up at the group and gave them a wave, "You know, I kinda like that kid."

"Yeah, still don't trust him though," Minho added, causing the others to laugh.

"Hey, where's Teresa?" Thomas suddenly asked,

"And my brother," Clara added, scanning the faces down in the camp and not finding him.

"I think they went up there," Newt said, jabbing his thumb at a large ledge a few feet away from them, where two figures were standing. Clara moved to go speak to them but Thomas stopped her,

"I got it." He said, nodding at her before heading towards the ledge. She looked back over the camp and her eyes suddenly came to a stop, focusing on Sonya sitting with Harriet and Aris. She quickly stood up, pulling Newt up with her,

"Hey, I have to speak to you about something." She said, before leading him a few feet away from the others,

"Horny shanks!" She heard Minho shout as they walked away and she lifted her middle finger at him, not bothering to turn around. Once the others were out of sight she let go of Newt's hand, trying to push down the anxiety that was rising inside her.