Unintentional Subject - Book 1 In The Jessie Series

Chapter 52: Allies or Enemies

The four of us followed Clint back up the rickety stairs. Minho locked the hatch again and we followed after the three guys.

"So .. your doubleganger is awake...are you going to be okay?" Minho asked, sliding a hand over my shoulders. We weren't very touchy feely in public, but it happens every once in a while.

I shrugged. I really wasn't sure how I felt. She was my replacement pre-maze, when I was thrown away she stepped in. I know she was another victim of The Handler, but it still felt weird. It gave me an uncomfortable feeling, making me shiver. Shacking my head, trying to rid myself of those feelings.

Commotion on the other side of the Glade caught my attention. I saw a group of Gladers huddled around a tree.

"Is that...hey! That's my tree fort!" I cried.

Minho caught my eye, he raised his, "same place you found refuge in."

"I know." I pouted, crossing my arms. "First she's supposed to take my place, then she takes over my tree fort...next she's coming for the three friends I have and my man!"

"Okay first off, no one could ever take your place, Baby. You're one of a kind. And second, Winston is glued to you. There is no separating the two of you. And Chuck will always be your Baby Shank. And lastly. Shanket better stay in her lane and keep her hands off this masterpiece!" He gestured to himself. "I'm taken. And no refunds or exchanges." He pulled me closer and kissed my temple.

I hummed but then grumbled, "still..."

Minho chuckled and we continued across the Glade to see what the fuss was.

"Hey Baby Shank, what's going on?" I called as we slid into the crowd of Gladers.

Chuck turned and pointed up the tree, laughing hard. "Girls are awesome!"

I looked up and saw something being thrown over the edge towards the boys and a light breathy voice yelling.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Newt ducked, "Watch your head!"
Fry was standing under a piece of discarded board, he peeked out from under it and holard "We just want to talk!"

Another rock came flying in his direction.

"THROW ONE MORE THING-" Gally screamed at the girl, he stopped yelling when a rock hit him in the head. I couldn't help it, I doubled over laughing.

"Ok maybe she's not so bad." I gasped between laugher.

"At least she's throwing rocks... you threw knives." Winston pointed out, he had pushed through the crowd to come stand beside us.

"True. But you listened better. And maybe she doesn't have any." I shrugged looking up at the tree.

"Or she's not as mean." Thomas suggested.

"Probably." I agreed.

"Girls are shucken awesome!" Chuck giggled.

"That we are Baby Shank." I ruffled his curls just to annoy him.

Newt turned to look at us, "I don't think she likes us very much." Amusement in his eyes

"GO AWAY! I'M WARNING YOU!" the girl yelled again and threw a few more rocks at the Gladers on the ground.

I leaned over to Minho, "I'll be right back." And I slipped away from the crowd and into the shadows of the Deadheads. I knew I couldn't get to the tree fort from the ladder, she had pulled it up. Stepping lightly through the trees, even with my leg. It was feeling a whole lot better, that healing numbing cream really worked.