((I always see imagines and preferences where the guy had come up first so I wanted to flip it around))

The Greenie alarm blared through the Glade, alerting everyone to go to the Box. You were the only girl amongst nearly ten guys, so friends were scarce and your life was a bit drab. Alby was to your left, and Gally to your right, they typically pulled the Greenies out. They didn't mind you being up front, everyone knew you were hoping for another girl, even if you didn't say it out loud.

So when they threw open the doors and a blonde boy met your view, disappointment was all you felt. He wasn't special, he was just as confused and panicky as every other shank that's come up. And Alby assigned you to give him the tour.

"Alright Greenie, this way." You jerked your head to motion for him to follow you.

"What's your name? Where am I? Why can't I remember anything?" He asked, brown eyes darting back and forth. The boy's accent caught your interest, it thick and downright attractive.

"Can't answer anything yet. Except that my name is Y/N."

"My name's Newt, although it doesn't feel like it is."

"Nah, your name's Greenie until the next one comes up." You wink and start jogging over to the blood house. "Keep up, Greenbean!"

Newt had a determined look on his face as he raced to keep up with you. You made it to the blood house first.

"You're bloody fast, Y/N." He breathed heavily.

"I'm a Runner, there's no way you could've kept up with me." You grinned through your breaths. "Now this is the blood house-"

"Runner?"

You sighed, hoping he wouldn't have caught your mistake. "I uh, deliver messages to other people in here, like a messenger." You fibbed.

In a few days, Newt had figured out your lie, especially when Alby decided to give him a test run as a Runner. As your partner.

"Keep up Greenbean!" You yelled through the Maze.

Newt panted heavily behind you, and you could hear that he was about to pass out or throw up from exhaustion. "Let's break for lunch." You said, stopping at a crossroad and pulling out your rations.

"Here?" Newt asked.

"Minho's rules, now sit."

He obliged. "Minho?"

"Keeper of the Runners. If you decide to stay with it, you'll have to report to him and follow his Bible of Running."

"Does he really call it the Bible of Running?"

"No that's just what Ben and I call it."

His face seemed to fall when you mentioned your running partner. "And Ben's uh, your-"

"Running partner." You assured him. "I really only talk to him because we're stuck in here for hours everyday."

"Oh, that's good." He smiled. "I-I mean, that's good that you talk to him."

You smirked to yourself, liking to see the Greenie get flustered. "Newt, do you like me?"

"You seem like a, a really cool girl, an-and it's not like you're bad to look at either. Shuck, what I meant to say was yes."

You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaping to your feet. "Lunch break's over, Greenie, gotta keep running."