||The Maze Runner||Gally fanfic

Chapter 19

After a week of training, it was finally time.

It was an eerie night in the glade.

Everyone was gathered around. Gally in the back, watching nervously. I felt like a deer in headlights.

"Ok... On your marks..."

The fire gradually warmed my body.

"Get set..."

Someone was pinching my stomach. The flames taunted me.

"Go!"

I immediatly pick up my pace, ignoring the actual taunts or cheers. I take all my might and jump successfully jump over the smallest fire pit. Easy.

I try to pick my legs as high as possible on the next two. Barely making it, I feel the sweat drip down my temples. These fires weren't that close together.

I reeked of smoke. I take all my strength left and jump over the last, this time feeling a spark cling to my leg. I fall over it onto the cold ground, clutching my leg. I landed face first.

The first face I see is Gally's. He picks me up and sets me on the ground.

"You did it! You're alive!" He cheers.

The gladers gather around, Teresa looking repulsed by your perseverance.

"Well, I guess you've proved yourself. I guess." A builder says.

"Now, Teresa! One month in the slammer for lying! Shouts Alby.

"No way! I'm so not going in there!" She shrieks.

"It's either that or get banished. You choose."

Teresa stomps her foot and curses under her breath.

The next day you wake up to Gally, and the first thing he says is, "I'm proud of you."

"Me too," you whisper. "Thank you for helping me."

He kisses your cheek.

"Gally! I smell like smoke!" You giggle.

"I don't care." He laughs.

Newt strolls in with a suspicious bucket of water.

"Oh... Hi New-"

He splashes the water on you and Gally. "We all smell like smoke, you shanks! Problem solved!"