Solo ◇Thomas◇ II

~19~

“You'll get your answers just wait a little while longer.” Winston smiled. “So.. the thing with Thomas didn't work out?” 

Spencer looked back at him with even more confusion about how he knew, “Well we got together for about six months but he still liked Teresa and i.. I-” 

“You started to like someone else?” Ben asked with a small smirk. 

“Well i- it was after-” Spencer stumbled over her words before taking a deep breath, “Yeah.. but it was after Thomas and i had chosen to split it off.” 

“And who was it that you liked?” Winston nudged her shoulder with a teasing smile. 

“No one. It was no one.” Spencer blurted out. 

“So my name is ‘no one’ now?” A British accent spoke from behind her. 

Spencer froze before slowly turning around seeing the familiar blonde. Newt. 

“What? How?” Spencer stumbled over her words again, “Where the hell am i?” 

“Not the reaction I was expecting.” Newt smirked, crossing his arms. 

He was standing next to a dark skinned boy who looked like he was a leader, he had no hair and also looked like the oldest. 

“Come on.” Newt held his hand out for her, “I'll explain everything.” 

Spencer hesitated still sort of frozen in shock before taking his hand and walking with him. They started walking towards one of the walls where Spencer could see something engraved in it. 

“So for your first answer this place is heaven or at least it's our heaven. That's how Winston is here, how I'm here and how you are here.” Newt explained wrapping his fingers around hers. 

“So i did die? I'm dead?” 

“We all are and this place well this is the glade. Our heaven is my glade and you're with us in it.”

“Oh.” Spencer didn't know what to say. 

They arrived at the wall where Spencer could now see it was names that were carved into it. She recognised a few names from who the boys had told her about. 

Newt’s name stuck out to her the most, there was a gap next to it almost as if it was left on purpose. She ran her fingertips over it smiling. 

“The boy you saw standing next to me, that's Alby.” Newt pointed to his name. 

“Alby? As in the Alby that led the glade?” Spencer looked at him. 

“That's him. Everyone here has carved their name into the wall just like we did in the glade before.” Newt held out a knife for her, “Now it's your turn.” 

Spencer took the knife out of his hand looking for where to put her name when she felt a hand wrap around hers. She looked down seeing Newt guiding her hand up to the spot she had seen before. 

“Perfect spot don't you think?” Newt smiled, still holding onto her hand. 

“Yeah.. perfect.” Spencer wasn't looking at the wall though. “Newt?” 

“Yeah?” Newt turned to look at her. 

Spencer captured his lips in hers without a second thought. Newt quickly melted into the kiss, his free hand coming up to her cheek caressing it with her thumb. 

The kiss was soft and gentle, everything they needed to say was said in the kiss. They pulled away at the same time looking into each other's eyes. 

“Spencer?” Newt smiled, still holding her hand and cheek, “Will you be my girlfriend?” 

“I would love to be your girlfriend.” Spencer gave him a small peck on the cheek. 

“Now let's get your name on that wall.” 

Spencer turned back to the wall and started to carve her name into it. She was happy with this. She was happy with Newt. 

Once Spencer was finished carving her name, Chuck ran over to them. 

“Hi Spencer! I'm Chuck and I've heard a lot about you.” 

Spencer smiled down at Chuck, “Hi Chuck, it's lovely to meet you.” 

Chuck took a hold of her hand pulling her away from Newt even though he was following them, “You should meet everyone!” 

Newt chuckled, shaking his head, “Hey Chuck? I think Spencer needs a little time to get used to being here before she meets everyone.” 

Chuck stops walking looking at Newt then at Spencer. “Okay. I'll come find you later.” He smiles running off again. 

Spencer turns to Newt smirking, “Everyone keeps saying how they've heard all about me.” 

A small blush tints his cheeks as he looks away, “Your name might have come up once or twice.” 

Spencer smiled, taking his hand in hers and wrapping her fingers around his, she leaned her head on his shoulder looking at all the boys in the new glade. 

“I'm glad I'm here with you.” 

“I'm glad you're here with me.” Newt smiled, squeezing her hand.