The Glade Walker

Chapter 12

The only people who wanted to leave the Glade was Minho, Thomas, Newt, Shailene, Frypan, and about 7 other Gladers Shailene didnt know the names to.
"All right, shuck-faces. We need to escape this shucking Glade. Those Grievers are gonna keep coming back, and I cant lose the rest of y'all's. Im the leader now, since Alby's dead, so you're gonna do as I say. We are leaving the Glade in 30 minutes. Pack up." Minho shouts.
The Glader yell at each other, disagreeing with Minho. Shailene walks over to her hammock and begins to pack her things. She had a backpack with a knife, a bottle of water, and a few apples. And, whats that? Shailene sees a necklace sitting on her hammock. It was a mockingjay pin, tied to a thin black rope. It was beautiful. Immediately, she thinks that Thomas gave it to her. But when she looks on the back, it says "WICKED is good - Chancellor Paige" in little letters. Shailene lets out a small gasp, and holds it in her hand. She puts it on her neck, and hides it under her shirt.

Shailene strides out to the Glade, backpack slinged over her shoulder. Minho, Newt, Thomas, a boy named Chuck, and Gally were talking in a small circle, while the rest of the Gladers were around in smaller circles. Minho looked over at her, and gave her a smile. Whatever fight they had last night, there was none.
"We're ready to leave. But some of these shuck-faces dont wanna come because their scared. Are you scared Shailene? Are you a little wuss?" Minho smirked. Shailene shook her head, and Minho nodded.
"Listen up shanks!" Minho shouted "The Gladers that are leaving come here so we can count you off. Those who aren't leaving, make your own group. Hurry up! We don't have much time!"
Shailene stood by Minho, assuming he is leaving. A few other Gladers joined their group, like Frypan, Zart, Winston, Jack, and some boy named Timmy. Gally stayed behind, saying he wasn't scared, just wanted to be the Leader of the Glade till his death. And with that, the Gladers took off toward the Maze.