☀︎𝗗 𝗘 𝗦 𝗣 𝗜 𝗖 𝗔 𝗕 𝗟 𝗘 | 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴.

☺︎︎ BONFIRE.

❤︎♡︎❤︎♡︎❤︎♡︎❤︎

3

AMELIA:

I like living in my own world. Well, a world I created in my head. In this world, I'm living in a moderately sized house. Not to big, not to small. I go to school everyday, and I have a ton of amazing friends. My parents are amazing people that have good jobs. But most of all, I'm happy.

It's my only escape. The glade is fucking horrifying. It's horrifying to not know if today is your last day. It's horrifying to not know if your friends will get trapped in the maze. And it's even more horrifying to not know what's out there.

I bring my attention back to my surroundings. Noticing everyone's laughter and smiles. I quickly take a sip of Gally's mysterious drink, wincing at the flavor. There is a hilarious rumor that this shit is his pee. I mean Gally is a little weird but I don't think he would pee in a cup and then serve it to everyone in the glade. Who has that much pee?

Ok woah, I need to think about something different this is so weird.

I walk over to Minho and the rest of the runners, and I take a seat next to Ben. They are talking about the most random shit ever. Conversations with the Runners is always so interesting, the subject changes so many times I can never keep up. Then boom, Minho has Ben in a headlock. I laugh as I watch the two of them fight like 8 year olds.

**

THOMAS:

This place is this strangest place ever. I don't understand how I'm supposed to enjoy myself at this "bonfire" while I know damn well I'm trapped in this so called maze. I want out. Like right now.

Interrupting my thoughts, Newt sits next to me.

"Quite a first day, huh?" He says.

I nod.

"Look, the Maze can be terrifying but if you follow the rules, you will be fine." He adds.

We sit there in silence for a few minutes before he decides to spark a conversation again. He begins to tell me about all of the people at the bonfire, and all their roles.

"And over there are the runners," He says while pointing at a group of boys who were all laughing and messing around.

And one girl.

Thats Amelia. She showed me around yesterday.

"And that is Amelia," Newt says repeating my thoughts. "But I believe you already know her."

I nod.

I watch as she laughs at the boys who were wrestling. Trying to take in all of her appearance during this short glance.

She has long messy dark brown hair. She seems pretty tall, maybe around my height. And I cant exactly see what color her eyes are. I think they are brown. She has a nice smile. A familiar smile.

I turn around. Continuing my conversation with Newt, and continuing to barbed him with questions about this place.

"Alright I think that's enough questions for one night" He laughs. "Your supposed to be the guest of honor, C'mon."

And Suddenly I'm being pushed to the ground.

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A/N:
hello i'm back again!!!! so ik this chapter is superrrrr short but whatever. i'm going to try to post ch. 4 again tonight. pls tell me how to make this story less boring cus it's like so hard to write for tmr. so i'm trying to extend the plot and add a bunch of my own original events to make it more entertaining. but yaa hope y'all decide to keep reading. i love u have an amazing day! <3