Forget Me Not (A Maze Runner FanFiction)

One

Tiffany was awoken with a loud boom, the air filled with metal and multiple scents coming from other things. She looked around to see she was inside a box, sending her somewhere. She tried screaming, but her sounds were eaten up by a repetitive sound coming from all places. Why can't I remember how I got in here? The confused girl struggled to get up, but fell as soon as she did. Small lights started filling the room, and she looked up to see doors opening. There was a night sky, and some flickering fires, then a voice.

"At night? This is new." then a head popped through the opening. "A girl! Dude, Alby you might want to come see this!" the scrawny boy was gently pushed back by another boy who looked a little older, and more mature, who Tiffany figured was Alby.

"This is a shuck joke-" he looked down, his eyes meeting hers. "Well damn, Winston, you're right." he jumped down, reaching a hand out. "You're the new greenie." she hesitantly took his hand and got up.

"You know your name?" Alby asked.

Tiffany shook her head.

"You sure? It's been a few hours." he asked.

She shook her head again.

A boy who was leaning against the wall, spoke in his acccent, "Can I talk to you?" he looked over to Tiffany with a hard look, then spat, "Alby."

The two walked over to the door as she listened to their private conversation.

"The girl hasn't talked the whole time she's been here. Do you think something's wrong?" the blonde boy asked.

"Newt, she's just scared. She's the only girl, she doesn't remember anything, and she was sent here. I think anybody would be scared enough not to talk, really-" someone called Alby's name from outside and he patted Newt's back. "I'll be right back. Tell me if she says anything."

The door slammed shut and Newt sighed.

"I'm not scared . . . " Tiffany murmured.

Newt's head shot toward her, as if he were shocked. "Oh." he pushed his hair back and walked over to her with the cold stare he had earlier, making her body tense up. "Now you talk."

Her shoulders fell down, her jaw wasn't clenched anymore, and she looked him in the eye. "Can I go?" her eyes moved to the door.

"Go ahead." he moved out of her way, watching her get up.

Tiffany watched him carefully and slowly walked to the door. Her hands shook as she pushed the door.

"You going to the bonfire?" his voice was loud.

"Yep." her answer was more of a yelp, but she was already out the door."

Tiffany sat by the maze doors alone. She listened to the sounds of screeches, whirs, and clicks. Her mind was surrounded by thoughts of what it could be, that she didn't even notice someone was next to her.

"Grievers."

She looked up to see an Asian, his hair was perfect and the muscles in his arms were big. "Huh?"

"The noises. Those are grievers. Those shuck buggers are one reason we can't get out." he looked down to her.

"Out of where?" she got up. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Minho, keeper of the runners. And you?"

"Tiffany." she said like it was nothing. "But what do runners . . . " she looked around. "Tiffany. I know my name!"

"Well I would hope so-" Minho started but was cut of by her.

"No, you don't understand, I haven't known my name til now!"

He grabbed her arm. "Let's go tell them, then."

Minho sprinted, and she could tell why he was keeper of the runners. Tiffany almost fell because he was running so fast, so unexpectedly.

"Alby, Newt. The girl knows her name."

Newt looked over at her. "Well, what is it?"

"Tiffany." she looked down, trying not to make eye contact.

Swiftly, Alby grabbed Tiffany's arm and swung it up as boys cheered. "Tiffany!"