Seeing Double Or Whaaaa?

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That someone floating around just off the edge of the cliff came closer, then plopped down in front of us. She stood up next to me. For some reason, she felt familiar. Why? Thomas looked at Minho.
"Do you see it too? Or am I finally losing it?"
"No, I see them too."
"What do we say?"
I looked at the girl. You look like me! I thought. The girl jumped back. Then she looked straight at me, staring into my eyes. Suddenly I heard something, in my head: No, you look like me. I looked at Minho and Thomas.
"Do we look alike?" They nodded their heads. Vigorously.
"I'm Claire, I'm 12, and I'm not sure where I am. And that girl looks like me. I feel like I know her."
I nodded in agreement. We walked back to the doors to wait out the night. I saw a beetle blade. I walked behind it, and reached out. I crushed it. I got a nasty shock, but otherwise I was fine. The beetle blades came every 15 minutes or so, but I crushed them all. Then, it was over. 7:00am. The doors opened. We had made it. We walked into the Glade. Everybody looked at Claire and I and tried to count us. People came up and patted both of us on the head to make sure we were real. Gally got scared. It was hilarious. He came up and saw us. He knew who I was. I had on a Glader outfit, and Claire had on a dress. He was looking at Claire.
"Boo."
He gave out a yelp and ran away. Then I laughed so hard I fell over. Like, legit fell over. Legit. Claire smiled and turned, hands on hips. "He looks like a horrible person... I hate horrible people. Was that a bird?" She then turned and wandered off. I decided to follow her.
"No, that was not a bird."
"Why?"
"Because the only animals here live on the ground."
"Oh. Okay."
I showed Claire around since Thomas and Teresa were too busy making goo-goo eyes at each other, and Minho was to busy making goo-goo eyes at Thomas. Newt was off being, ya know, Newt... And Alby was nowhere to be found. And by that, I mean he was in the Homestead. I wasn't supposed to go in there. Then, Gally walked over.
"You shanks are in so much trou-"
"Trouble, I know. Literally everything you've said to me so far was about me being in trouble. My God!"
I tried the mind trick with Claire again, Claire, can you hear me?
Yeah, so, what do we do?
On my signal, go find a vine or rope of some sort and I'll pin him down. I'll tie his hands up and we'll take him to Newt. Kapish?
Yeah.
I signaled by kicking Gally in the shin. Claire did her part and soon we were walking to Newt. Gally knew that he should keep his half-wit pie-hole shut. We found Newt by the edge of the forest.
"Girls! What' sthe meaning of this?!"
"He's stalking us and trying to be Alby. I haven't even been here two days, and he won't leave me alone!"
"Okay, let me talk to Captain Gally." He said that last part dripping with sarcasm. Claire and I walked off.
"Uh, Claire, I gotta go cook dinner, but just follow me."
"Okay."
I sat her down on a stump outside the kitchen, and she just sat there. Cool with me.
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A/N: the maze runner section of this book is going to be cut short, bc I wasn't ever a runner. I stayed a cook the whole time I was in the maze, and Thomas did most of the work. But don't worry, I was part of the Schorch Trial and Death Cure, too. It wasn't the most fun I'd had, but meh. Anyways, probably 2 more chapters for this part.
~Kassidy
AKA Lizzie
AKA lizziard

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