I wake up to a banging on my bunk door.
"Get up! Breakfast is in 15 minutes!"
Ugh. Can the world not let me sleep? I haul my aching bones out of bed. I walk over to the small mirror and sink in the corner. As I look up I see myself with bloodshot eyes. Ever since I got here a week ago I cried myself to sleep, each and every night, not because I was sad or scared (which of course I was but I wouldn't let it show) it was because I was angry and sick and tired. Angry at WICKED, at myself for letting the amount of people that died die. Sick and tired of being told what to do and where to go these people say they are out savours but honestly I think that I wouldn't trust these twats I'd they were the last on Earth. Which to be honest they might be.I turn the tap on and wash my face, pressing water onto my closed eyelids in a poor attempt to wake up.
I walk back to the door and bang on it twice to tell the guard that I'm ready to go. Within a second he unlocks the door and let's me out, ushering me down the corridor slightly before locking my bunk and walking behind me.I walk into the canteen and see Aris, I grab my tray from the shelves of food and sit down opposite him.
"Hey Sash"
"Hey" I'm not exactly in the mood for conversation.
"You ok? What happened this time?"
"Nothing much, woke me up nicer than yesterday tho. Only got banging and yelling"
"Hey that's an improvement yesterday at least they don't barge in and rip your duvet off you again" That's Aris for you. Always tries to be positive.
"Yeah I guess" I pause "Still bloody twats though"
Aris sighs slightly before pointing to a full table."See them?" He started "They are our ticket out of here"
I scoff slightly and turn my head back to the table. They are a group of boys, our age. One has defined muscles clearly a mapper for his maze, his hair seemed to define gravity itself which makes me wonder if his hair had always been like that and if so, did the creators send up hair gel and how long does he take a day to do his hair.
Another has brown hair with moles dotted onto his face, he seemed to be the leader of that group, maybe even the trigger.
The other one that spoke out to me was a boy with dirty blonde hair he seemed like the all-important side character that was really the only reason people watched the show.
I turn my head back to Aris
"Well you may trust them but I don't... Yet " I smirked, sending him a quick wink before burying my attention in my food.Ratman walks in and clears his throat all attentions in the room going to him (well except me and Aris). I grab Aris' hand under the table, him doing the same both of us on our head chanting, Please don't take him away from me. Don't separate us please.
Luckily neither of us was called. I look to Aris and see the look on his face I already know what he is going to say before he says it. Nonetheless he tells me anyway,"Tonight, we're going to show him the vents tonight"
(Ok I don't know how shit that was so please comment suggestions for plots or changes you would like made to the story line. I am trying to keep it to the Film story line but I might add in the Sonya/Lizzie thing I'm not overly sure yet. Please vote and comment if you would like an update but I love y'all so much, you are appreciated and valued more than you know take care and I will hopefully see in another chapter
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RomansaIdk what I'm doing. This is my first book so bear with me. You recently escaped from the maze with group B however it slowly gets dwindled down to you (Sasha) and Aris. (Also feel free to change the name I just didn't want it to be y/n constantly s...