Complicated

Chapter 47: The Girl

Alby and Newt stood staring at Thomas and Minho and me.

"Well...why didn't you bring it back?" Alby asked like he was talking to a two year old.

Minho and I looked at each other and then slowly back at Alby like he had grown a second head.

"The shuck? Know how big that thing was?" I asked exhaspirated.

"Look, I know I got muscles and I'm strong as shuck-"

"Dude, I whoop your ass in the sand pit!"

"Technicalities." Minho waved his hand dismissively.

"Technicalities?" I blanched. "Fare and square I kicked your ass!"

"I let you!" Minho rolled his eyes and folded his arms.

"The shuck you did!" I pushed off the wall, only to be stopped by Newt.

"Guys!" Alby yelled, he looked at Newt, "are they always like this?"

Newt shrugged, "probably worse. Couldn't imagine running with them."

"Excuse me, Sir. We are awesome!"

I held out a hand for a high five, Minho slapped my hand without looking and we both folded out arms. Alby sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Newt sighed in exhapiration, but I saw an amused smile on his lips.

Thomas wasn't sure what to think. He looked like a mix of amused, worried, confused and frustrated.

"Yes. Let's focus. Dead Griever." I said seriously.

"Look. If you really want we could probably make it... If we hoofed it." Minho said looking down at his watch. Though he looked like he very much did not believe that, and I probably looked the same. We were just about dead on our feet.

Alby and Newt looked up at the sky and then back at their own watches.

"Nah. Doors close soon." Newt said, shaking his blood head.

"We'll check it out tomorrow. I'm coming with you!" Alby said, folding his arms.

"Whatever you say...you da bass." I grinned at Alby, using Minho's same words.

Minho snickered. While everyone else groaned and rolled their eyes.

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Alby wanted me and Thomas to see the girl. Not sure why. I never had a girl pop up in my memories. But I shrugged, why the shuck not.

I pushed off the wall and just about fell over, if Thomas hadn't thrown an arm out I would have fallen into my face. Thomas wrapped an arm around my waist and threw my arm around his shoulders. Minho looked about the same. Newt threw an arm around his waist and helped him to the MedHut, following Alby.

I didn't understand what just happened. My mind buzzed I felt the voice's presence and then it was gone the second I let a gasp out. I frowned. I couldn't't figure out what was going on with the voice. It was so random!

Our weird two legged race group made it half way to the MedHut.

"Charlie?"

I turned my head and winced, all my muscles screamed in pretest.

"Charlie?!' Gally dropped his arm full of wood and came tering across the Glade.

"What's wrong? What happened? Everytime you go in there you get hurt! I should lock you up and never let you go back! Shuck woman!"

He had shoved Thomas out of the way, making him stumble backwards, wrapping me in a tight hug.

"You done now?" I asked rolling my eyes. "I'm just fine. Minho and I just...need a shower, food and a nap!"