Minho Love Story (Maze Runner fan fic)

Fifteen

Currently, Minho, Thomas and I are currently standing in the council hall once again in the company of Frypan, Winston, Gally, Zart and Newt after most of us took a field trip into the maze to check out the griever that Thomas killed last night. After being temporarily terrified, we found something inside it that had the same letters on it as our supplies. Our theory? The people who put us here made the grievers. Yippee. Gally though, wasn't having a bar of it.

"The shank needs to be punished. He broke the rules, the only thing that holds this place together. Why are they suddenly being questioned?" Gally asks and I roll my eyes.

"The rules aren't being questioned Gally so shut it." I retort and he glares at me, making me give him a sarcastic smile in return.

"No-one said that but, he's right. Thomas needs to be punished." Newt begins and Thomas nods his head slightly, knowing he's right. "One night in the pit and no food." Newt announces and again, Thomas acknowledges his understanding of the punishment. He knew why.

"One night? Come on Newt!" Gally yells. "You think that's going to stop him?" Gally questions and Newt shakes his head.

"No it won't and we can't just have non-runners running in when they feel like so, lets make this official. Starting from tomorrow, you're a runner." Newt announces and Minho and I stand there, feeling satisfied. We could work with that. Gally, obviously, could not and he walks out, probably to crack the shits elsewhere. 

"Come on greenie." I say to Thomas and he looks at me, curiosity shown on his face.

"Where are we goin?" He asks.

"We gotta show you a few things." I tell him before we make our way to the deadheads, Thomas in tow. 

After 5 minutes of walking, Minho and I knowing exactly where to go, Thomas speaks up.

"Hey, where are we going?" He asks.

"You'll see." We breathe out before reaching our destination. A hut hidden within the woods known as the map room. Inside held our maze drawings, a replica of the maze itself including the 8 sections of the maze. Sections 1 through to 8. It was big, confusing and a pain in the ass. 

"What's this?" Thomas asks as Minho pulls the sheet off the maze replica.

"The maze. All of it." I answer and Thomas snaps his head up. Shock replaced his curiosity.

"All of it? I thought you were still mapping it." He retorts and I look to Minho. 

"No but, about a year ago we started exploring these sections. Sections 1 through 8. The way it works is every night when the maze changes, a new section opens. For example, tonight section 6 will be open, tomorrow it will be 4 then 8 then 3. Last night when we were in the maze, section 7 was open." Minho begins.

"Which could explain the seven on the thing we got out of the griever. We think it could be where it comes from. Tomorrow, we are going to take a closer look." I inform Thomas and he nods then we hear footsteps fast approaching; the shrubbery breaking under their feet. Minho and I quickly run to the front of our maze replica as Clint and Jeff arrive at the map room, breathing heavily.

"What are you doing?" Minho demands, clearly annoyed.

"Sorry it's the girl." Clint manages to get out.

"What, is she awake?" Thomas asks and they look at each other before nodding.

"You could say that." Jeff answers before we jog to the centre of the glade where our lookout stands to see flying fruit. She was throwing it at the boys below, all of whom were armed with wood and bin lids to prevent the fruit from hitting them. We stand next to Chuck who was well away from the action but close enough to be laughing.

"Girls are awesome." He chuckles as he points at the tower. I smile.

"Naww, thanks Chuck!" I say to him as I ruffle his hair. Thomas runs over, Minho and I smart enough to stay away. We weren't getting involved in that crap. 

We could hear her from here though and she did not sound happy, not that you needed to know what she sounded like since she was throwing our food down at our fellow gladers. A little inconsiderate given the circumstances really.

"Woah hey it's Thomas! It's Thomas!" We hear Thomas shout and she immediately stops throwing the fruit and veg and looks over the edge before going back, to what I assume, was her original position. Again, Minho and I think he's nuts as he makes his way to the ladder, climbing up until we could see only his body, his head facing the new girl in the glade.

"What's going on? Is she coming down?" We hear Newt ask.

"Just give us a second!" Thomas yells back and the gladers disperse.

"Looks like you'll have a new friend." Minho jokes and I elbow him in the ribs before going to the kitchen to get some food.