Someone Worth Lying For

1) An Unfortunate Meeting

Life was okay. I got to try greasy pizza and sugary soda. I would get to sleep on a real bed with an actual blanket and pillow. I wouldn't have to hear any Griever's while I was trying to sleep. It was all smooth rolling from here.

Then, it wasn't. It seemed simple enough. Teresa was using the bathroom in the middle of the night. That should be nothing more than an annoyance that I was awoken. Instead, it was confusion and hidden panic.

In Teresa's place was a boy I had never seen before. It's true that it was dark in here, but I would recognize any Glader even if it was by their voice. Besides, they were in a separate room, and this one was supposed to be for girls.

He certainly wasn't here when I went to sleep so when exactly did he arrive? Even more importantly where was my friend?

"Who are you?"I asked.

"No one,"He shrugged.

"Nice answer shuckface. Now tell me who you are and where my friend is now,"I demanded.

"Friend? There wasn't anyone besides you when I got here. I don't know what you're talking about."

Deciding I was tired of interrogating him in the dark I walked to the door and flipped on the light switch.

This kid was definitely not someone I knew. He had olive skin and dark, short hair. He was also rather tall. From what I could see his eyes were some mix of blue or green. It was hard to properly tell. Not that it mattered. He was absolutely not one of the Gladers.

He stood there with a face full of determination and what I think was an attitude. He cocked an eyebrow and looked me up and down as if I was the untrustworthy one.

"My friend was asleep in that bed,"I told him, pointing at her bed.

"No. That's my bed,"He argued.

"Teresa's."

"Mine."

"Teresa's."

"Mine."

"Teresa's."

I hate to admit it, but we were doing this for a while. At some point it was almost a shouting match.

"Teresa, Y/N, are you two in there?"Thomas screamed, banging on the door.

"See? It's Teresa's,"I told the mystery boy, sticking my tongue out at him. He remained just as stone-faced as he crossed his arms. It's not as if what he thinks of me matters. I didn't even know his name nor do I care. I do know that he was too stubborn for my liking.

I unlocked the door, and almost all of the Gladers came tumbling down. It would be a humorous sight if the situation wasn't so worrying.

"Thank goodness. Are you hurt? Where's Teresa?"Thomas asked in one breath.

"I'm not hurt, but Teresa's missing. She isn't with you all, and what happened? Why do you all look like you've seen death?"

"It's a really long story. Now what do you mean she's missing?"Newt asked.

"Exactly that."

"Who's this shuckface?"Minho asked loudly, glaring at the boy in the corner.

"I don't know. He was just here when I woke up. He keeps claiming that Teresa's bed is his, and I was the only person here,"I explained.

"Who are you?!"Minho yelled. This kid just stood there and shrugged. The way he acts so nonchalant about the situation made me want to snap his neck.

"None of your business."