I am running through the maze, Nick right behind me, the greiver's moaning and clicking growing louder and closer. "Run Ella," Nick screams, the greiver's claws reaching for him. "Ru-" his words drowned out by the horrible screaming, "Don't look back, keep running!" I wake up panting, in my room in the homestead. It has been a week since Nick was killed by the greiver, his screams are still in my mind, a though it was that horrible day. I change and wait, one of the med-jacks, Clint, arrives with a tray of breakfast, "Alby's got new orders, no leaving the glade, and the weapons are off limits." I stick my tongue out at him as he leaves and look at my tray. Eggs, toast and sausages. "No pancakes," I yell "Really Frypan!!!! Really!" Apparently he's still holding to his word. It's been a month since I got here. I was the first newbie they got. Apperently, 20 or so boys got dropped off here about a month ago. They settled down, organized, and set jobs for everyone. Runner (I'm one), Slicer, Bagger, Slopper, Track-Hoe, Builder, Cook, and Med-Jack.I eat, and when I finish, Rikki walks in and plops down on the bed. I raise my eye brows suspiciously. "Minho says he wants you back out in the maze next week." he says."Why doesn't the shuck-face tell me in person," I hiss "He's in the bloody maze, genius." I roll my eyes. "Great story Rikki, Minho's right there," I point to the window. Rikki blushes. I run outside to talk to the Keeper before he leaves. "Minho, Rikki said you want me back i n the maze next week." "Yeah, but the sooner the better," he yells vanishing into the maze. I sneak through a hole in the fence at the back of the gardens and while Zart and the track-hoes aren't looking, grab some carnations and race towards the deadheads. I stop at Nick's grave, the carefully painted white wooden cross and dark moist dirt and dappled sunlight in the clearing. I get up and walk away, fingering the necklace Nick gave me the day he died. My fingers run over the delicate wooden cross, the inscription upon the back, I LOVE YOU
I sit by the north wall, picking daisies and twisting them into a chain, when Minho runs through the door and collapses. 'Water..... Alby" he pants. "ALBY!!!!!" I shreik "ALBY, GET YOUR LAZY, PATHETIC ARSE OVER HERE RIGHT NOW OR I WILL FEED YOU TO THE SHUCKIN' GREIVERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Alby emerges from the homestead, his scowl permanently plastered to his face since Nick died. I run to get a bucket of water from Frypan. When I come back, I hand Minho the water and Alby calls for Rikki. "I found a dead one." Minho says happily. "No..." I breath.
Da picuture is Minho
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Made To Run
FanfictionElla woke up in the box, with no memory of her past, no idea where she was. When she is taken out of the box, she finds herself in the glade, the only girl to arrive in,... well ever. She soon settles in to the glade and befriends the kind-hearted...