"Newt," your sing song voice caught the attention of the second-in-command. He turned to you and flashed you a smile. "Hello, love. What can I do for you?" he asked you, his accent making your knees weak. Newt had been the first person who spoke to you when you came up in the Box and there was an instant attraction. You were the only girl in the Glade and Newt knew he was the luckiest shank in the world to have you to himself.

You closed the distance between you and wrapped your arms around him. "Did you happen to pick those tomatoes for me yet? Frypan and I need them for dinner tonight," you said with a smile. He nodded and picked up the basket of tomatoes. You reached for it, but Newt pulled it away. "I'll carry it, love." You rolled your eyes, but let him carry it anyway. The other Track Hoes snickered as Newt followed you to the kitchens. You weren't quite out of ear shot when you heard them say, "Newt's whipped."

You and Newt shared a quiet laugh. "Are you, Newt? Whipped I mean?" you asked, jokingly. Newt shrugged a little. "Maybe." You giggled. Newt set the basket down in the kitchen and turned to face you yet again. "Thank you, Newt." He pulled you into a hug and kissed your temple. "Go on! You've got work to do!" He kissed you again and pulled away. "I'll see you at dinner, Newt!" you called as he left. "Good that!" he said back before returning to the Gardens.

Newt glared at the others when he set foot in the Gardens. "Get back to work, shanks!" he said, but his voice didn't have its usual bite. He knew they were right. "Never thought we'd see you so whipped, Newt." The blond laughed and replied, "Yeah well, did you slintheads get the girl?" That shut them up. Newt smirked triumphantly and went back to work.

Later that night, you sat next to Newt, cuddled as close into his side as possible while still holding your plate. Newt would occasionally stop to press kisses to your temple and cheeks. "Would you two shanks get a room?!" Minho suddenly cried, making you jump. You were about to open your mouth to reply when Chuck called, "That's against Alby's rules!" Everyone chuckled. "That's alright, Chuck. I'll just continue to snuggle with my girlfriend, the prettiest Glader in the buggin' world." You rolled your eyes. "You only say that because I'm the only girl you know." He shook his head. "Not at all, love. I say it because it's true."

The other Gladers groaned, but they were all smiling. In truth, they were happy for Newt, whipped or not. The second-in-command had a rough time in the Glade before you showed up and to see him genuinely smiling made everyone else glad too. "You are ridiculous," you said before setting your plate down and moving closer to him. After a minute, you sat back up and stretched. "I have to go get the kitchen cleaned up."

Newt hopped up and held his hand out for you."I'll help." The other Gladers began laughing again. "Whipped!" You arched a brow at them before pulling Newt's lips down to crash against yours. When you parted, the Glade was silent. You nodded and lead Newt off to the kitchens. He let you pull him behind you. As he watched you walk, Newt was happy to admit that yes, he was whipped.