Well it was awkward to say the least.
Between the fact that we were on an all-important mission to find Minho...
and the fact I thought Elizabeth looked amazing in that white, low-cut tank top...
didn't help matters at all.
I decided to stop checking her ou- I mean looking at her.
We had bigger things to worry about.
Like why was Jack going this far to get at Minho? Wasn't this a little extreme?
And where the hell is Minho? That bloody piece of klunk always gets mixed up in trouble.
Pushing my thoughts aside, I focused on looking ahead of me, tuning my ears to the sounds of the forest. Anything could give us a hint to the whereabouts of Minho. We continued walking in the forest in silence. Which was only disrupted by me tripping over scattered branches and letting out a curse or two.
What can I say? I'm a complete klutz, physically and socially.
I turned to Elizabeth to ask her if we should head back when I heard a scuffle ahead of us.
"You bloody skank!"
Sounds like Minho.
I turned to Elizabeth, we both nodded and started running towards the sound of the fight.
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A Not so Wicked Paradise
FanfictionHello everyone! I read The Maze Runner Trilogy and decided to change the ending, which I disliked. The only changes are that Brenda sacrificed herself instead of Teresa, and Newt is immune. This story revolves around the Immunes' new life in Paradis...
