Find Your Anchor - Part 1

9. The Asian Kitsune's Sister

No way Minho's going to school.

Minho and the others ran to the house where they were supposedly be sleeping, and found out it was fabulous.

It was a two story house, there was one room for each of them including Jorge, and a kitchen(Fry : YEESSS!), two bathrooms(one for each floor), and a big, big living room.

Everyone rushed to the rooms, wanting to get the good ones first.

Status : Aris, Fry, Jorge, Sonya at 1 floor, Minho, Newt, Gally and Brenda at the 2 floor. 

There was one room left. For Thomas. He should sleep at the 2 floor with the others. When he come back, he thought. If he's back. 

Anyway, after they chosed their own rooms, they had a group meeting. There was a lot of issues to be discussed.

Newt cleared his throat, being the second in command.

"Okay. Now what?" He asked the main question which was looming over the other's mind.

"Dunno, maybe we should just play all day. Eating and running." Frypan answered.

"Gah, eating? Really Frypan." Jorge groaned.

"Yeah, eating. So what? The eating ones will be you shanks, not me. I'm the cooking one, the chef." He smirked, than he cocked his head.

"We have to go to our family's house once a week, right? Than we can go to their place tomorrow. And spend the rest of the week happily."

Everyone slowly nodded their head in approval.

"Hmm, that's okay for me. I hear Issac is living in Scott McCall's house for a while. I guess we can visit him." Newt acknoledged.

"Guys, I wonder if Thomas has a family here, too." Brenda said in a far-away tone.

The atmosphere quickly became sorrowful. It's funny how they change thier moods so fast.

Minho shrugged weakly.

"Maybe we should ask someone. And about that Stiles kid too. But not that Hale guy. He's too cold." 

Gally who was blinking his eyes through the whole meeting, spoke up.

"Can we please sleeep? I'm tired. I'm sleepy. I want to go to bed." Gally grinned. "By the way, did you see the mattris? It's super comfy. Nothing compared to sleeping on hammock or a cold, hard floor."

Brenda jumped up in glee. She whooped and high fived with Sonya. Being the only girls, they have grown close to each other.

"Nice! Let's go to bed immediately. I want sleep too."

The New Gladers went to bed, without seeing a figure of men stumping toward their house. A men with a pure blue eyes. Derek Hale.

He was carrying a pen. And a paper. 

. . .

Minho was the first to wake. Being a runner, especially the Keeper of the Runners, he was the morning bird. Yawning, he slowly walked down the stairs, although almost tripping once, he managed to get down safely. Without tumbling through the steps.

It took some time to find where the food is. Minho assumed there was some kind of food to eat or water to drink. And he found it on a box. Big, squre box. And when he opened it, he could feel the cold air blowing through him. 

Minho opened the box, leaving it open, he snatched some apples. His usual breakfast on running day. Which is everyday. Plus, he grabbed a squishy, brown and white thing on a bundle, that said 'bread'. Yes, he knew bread, but it was kinda different from what he had eaten before.