Group C

Chapter twenty-three

I woke up again, to see the boy asleep. His head against the tree. I looked at him for a while. He did look so incredibly peaceful. I walked to the showers. I came back from having a shower and saw him waiting for me. He looked bored. He looked up, saw me and smiled.
"Morning Newt!" I smiled at him. The more I got to know the boy, the more I liked him.
"Morning Tommy!"
"What are we up to today then?"
"I don't know? Better ask Flo"
"Ok then" We walked over to the homestead. Grabbed our plates of breakfast and sat down. I looked around for Alice. She was no where to be seen. We sat in silence as we ate and then a girl walked through the door. It was Alice. She looked terrified. I ran up to her.
"Alice what's-"
"Flo's in the maze" I was shocked. Flo in the maze? Why? And why was Alice so worried. These 'griever' things were only meant to come out at night right? "Why?"
"She went in with Lena and Audrey, to check something. She wouldn't tell me what"
"Why are you so worried? She'll be fine"
"Yea I know...I just worry about her ya know?"
"Yea"
Me and Thomas had nothing to do that day. So we spent most of our time talking to the gladers. Nothing serious. Nothing about Thomas. Night slowly began to fall. I was normally asleep by now, but Thomas seemed to want to stay up. So we sat by the tree. In silence. Thomas has been looking worried for a few hours now...
"What's wrong Tommy?" Thomas stood up and started pacing
"Shouldn't your little friends be back by now? What happens if they don't make it"
"There gonna make it"
"What happens if they don't?"
I looked at him, dead in the eye.
"There gonna make it"