Victoria ' s Pov
Even though I've been in the Glade for a while I was still pretty scared of the Maze. Minho, Thomas and Newt have been trying to convince me otherwise but it hasn't been working. There was just something about the grievers and an unending Maze that just made my stomach curl in fear. Newt and I had been dating now for a little over three months. He has helped me through so much. A few minutes later Newt came up to me with a smile on his face.
" Hey Victoria what's up?" Newt said.
" Nothing much. Still trying to stay as far away from the Maze as possible, " I replied.
" C'mon. I'll help you get over your fears. I promise I'll protect you."
" Alright. But only because I trust you. Minho and Thomas can't come, they'd probably make everything worse."
Newt chuckled as he grabbed my hand and led me toward the maze. We stepped inside and rounded a few corners. I held tightly onto Newts arms as i shuddered in fear. I didn't want to open my eyes but I forced myself to. It was actually pretty interesting in here. I slowly eased my death grip on his arm and walked ogf admiring the maze. It wasn't so bad. It definately wasn't enough to convince me to be a runner but it was still fun. We had spent about an hour inside before we left.
"See, that wasn't so bad," Newt began. "And we didn't get lost nor did we see any Grievers."
" I guess you were right about me not having to fear anything," I replied.
I turned around to give him a bone crushing hug showing him how grateful I was.
