Your pov
I wake to Minho shaking me. I look at the sky. Still gray. "C'mon, shank. We have to run the Maze," he says. I nodded and groggily stood, rubbing my eyes. Minho motioned me to the Homestead. We have weapons and the maps there. Someone had sabotaged the map room. Newt met us at the east door, rubbing his bottom lip anxiously. He sees me and smiles, pulling me into a hug. Minho smirks, wiggling his brow. "Be careful, love," Newt says. "Don't worry, Alby fine." He doesn't look convinced, but nods. Before I can go, Newt pulls me into a kiss. "Ayye shanks," Minho says. I laugh, pulling away. I wave to him as I run into the Maze with Minho.
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After our lunch break, we begin to run again. Thomas jogs at my side. Thomas was my older brother. WICKED let us keep that memory too. "Someone likes baby face!" He teases. I playfully punch him in the arm. "Shuck-face!" I said. He laughed. "All right, that's another dead end, we should head back to the Glade," Minho says. We jog back in silence. Newt waits by the doors, biting his lip. I love it when he does that. I embrace him when I get close enough. He hugs back. "Aren't you guys supposed to be in the Homestead?" I ask. He nods. "Let's go," he says. We walk to the Homestead, Minho walking off to do God knows what. Newt walks over to Chuck. "Have you seen Tommy?" He asks. Chuck nods. "I saw him leave with Teresa," he said. Newt nodded and limped off. I walk to the room Alby assigns me and huddle in a corner. I hear the door open. I see Newt, Thomas, Chuck, Minho, Jeff, Clint, Zart, Winston, Teresa, Alby, Ben (Ben is still alive in my book), and two Gladers I don't know. Newt sits next to me and sighs in frustration. I then hear the familiar moans of a Griever. I feel a Glader trembling next to me. A claw burst through the wall and grabs me. "Y/n!" Newt screams, grabbing onto me. "Don't let go!" Thomas yells. "No shit!" I scream. Newt pulls on me, a determined look on his face. I feel a sharp pain pierce my thigh and cry out. They finally manage to pull me from its grasp. Newt grabs me and pulls me in a hug. "Newt," I whisper before blacking out....
