Secrets | TMR | One

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The meeting goes on for the longest time, but Adeline listens to none of it. She is already fully aware that she will have to spend time in the slammer - she just does not know how long for yet. 

''Okay, so'' Nick starts, pulling the girl out of the daydream she has been stuck in since the meeting pretty much started, ''the majority of you voted for one night in the slammer with no food. Are there any of you who want to change their minds?''

The leader looks up to each Glader, his eyes scanning the room before nodding his head. ''Great. You'll go in the slammer just before dinner starts.''

''Fantastic, can't wait'' Adeline says, sending a sarcastic smile towards the leader.

Nick rolls his eyes at the girls attitude as he walks out of the Homestead, closely followed by Alby and a few of the other boys.

Dan saunters up to Adeline and smirks down to her. ''You're right, you know?'' he says, leaning his head down to her level, ''you've just made it ten times worse for him... and now you.''

Adeline uses his new height to her advantage. She pulls her head back slightly, causing a grin to appear of Dans face as he presumes he has succeeded in intimidating her.

But he could not be more wrong.

Within seconds, Adeline has thrown her head forward, the top of her skull connecting with the boys nose with so much force he falls back. This time, none of the other builders are there to catch him, and he collapses onto the floor, clutching his face with his hands as he does so. 

Minho and Newt, who until this point were chatting in the corner of the room, immediately rush over to the two Gladers. Minho grabs the girls shoulders, pulling her back while Newt helps Dan to his feet. 

''Addy!'' Newt exclaims, glancing at her for a quick second before spinning his head to face Dan and checking the damage.

The builder looks to Adeline with his eyes wide, only for her to respond with a sweet smile as he is slowly ushered out of the room. 

Something starts to trickle down the girls forehead, and upon dabbing her fingers against it and bringing it down to her eyeline, she notices that her head is bleeding.

''Clint literally stitched your head up two weeks ago... he ain't gonna be happy about having to do it again'' Minho pipes up from beside her. 

Adeline says nothing as she lifts her forearm and uses it to wipe the blood from her face. Minho chuckles at the small action, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow at the girl. ''You do realise you've just smudged it on your face.''

''I'd rather it smudge than run into my eyes'' the girl says with a shrug of her shoulders.

''Come on then'' the runner says, wrapping his arm around the girls shoulder, ''let's get you to the medhut... again.''

The pair begin their slow walk towards the hut, walking around the back of the Homestead so that Nick does not see her. 

''So did it hurt?'' Minho questions just as they reach the medhut. 

''Like a bitch'' Adeline mutters back, earning another chuckle from the runner.

As soon as Clint spots Adeline, and the blood covering her face, he throws his head back and lets out a huff. ''What did you do?'' he asks, his head still facing the ceiling.

''Funny story'' the girl chuckles, ''I, uh, kind of need you to stitch my head up again.''

''Again?!'' the med-jack shouts, pulling his head back down and staring at her wide eyed.