First Thing in the Morning...

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Minho's PoV:
I was the first to wake up as usual. The glade was calm and peaceful; the only sounds heard were the soft snores of the many gladers. I removed my cover and felt fresh air wrapped around me like a blanket of cold but refreshing love.

I looked around to see them. Gally was lying face down in his hammock; with his mouth wide open and a pool of drool covering the fabric surrounding his face. Looking around I saw many other gladers like Frypan, Winston and Zart had also acquired this sleeping position. The rest had a slightly more graceful way of sleeping.

I made my way out of the room and towards the showers. I got changed as there was never any point of showering in the morning. I decided to style my hair; after about 10 minutes of making sure my hair was ready to face the humidity of the maze I concluded I was ready!

As I was about to leave I turned to see Ben enter the showers "It will always amaze me how you can function properly this early!" Ben grunted gesturing to the fact I was completely ready for the day. " And it will always amaze me how you still complain about getting up this early." I said leaving the showers.

After collecting my backpack; I made my way back to the room and continued to wake the rest of the gladers up. As I walked back out towards the kitchen I came colliding with Newt who was thrown half way across the glade by the impact.

"I'm sorry!" I said rushing over to him. " You bloody well should be, you ought to watch where you are going" he replied with a teasing tone as I helped him up, " where are you off in such a hurry anyway?" He asked before giving me a chance to reply.
"Kitchen, I'm running late that shuckface Clint didn't want to get up this morning," I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.
"Lucky I picked yours up then isn't it, although I think it might be a little squashed now!"
"Give it here you shank" he reluctantly gave me my sandwich as we slowly made our way towards the doors.

Newt's PoV:

As we started walking towards the map room I begun noticing the small details of the glade that I haven't taken the time to appreciate before now. I saw the sun shining over the walls landing on the trees, roofs and grass. The gentle orange colour of the sun made the glade seem beautiful.

I looked to my left and saw Minho who's face was also illuminated by the sun. It really brought out his eyes. I couldn't help but stare as the contrast between his chestnut eyes and the golden glow made my heart melt.

I continued to take in his beauty until I realised he still had hold of his sandwich. "Should I put that in your backpack?" He turned his head towards me and seem confused for a few seconds, "Oh you meant the sandwich"
"No I meant the shovel!" he gave me a sarcastic smile a threw the sandwich in my direction.

He turned around but before putting it away I decided it would be more fun to hit him over the head with it. "Oi, what was that for?" I did it again enjoying his reaction "why are you beating me with my own sandwich?" He joked.
"Why not?" I laughed while continuing to hit him. "That's it" he turned around and I decided it was time to run.

At this point we were close to the map room so I ran off into the deadheads, "what a great idea Newt, attempt to run away from the keeper of runners" he said as he grabbed me and locked me in his arms. He squashed me against him as he gave me a bear hug. After he released me I actually put the sandwich away this time.

Then we stared the walls back to the map room like nothing had happened.

Je hebt het einde van de gepubliceerde delen bereikt.

⏰ Laatst bijgewerkt: Oct 25, 2015 ⏰

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