The Maze Runner With The Crazy & Lovely Girl: Emily

Normal Day

24 AN: Well this is just a boring chapter, it's not really interesting or important. But it will have sarcasm in it. Enjoy:

Emily's P.O.V.

I have had the most tired week ever! It's really hard to limp, my back hurts, I still needs to use the bandages and I can't bend. Hallelujah! Note the sarcasm...

Alby won't let me do anything! Yes, I know I'm hurt, but it's boring doing nothing! I have tried to help, but they always decline my help and tell me to sit down. I'm not 80 years old! Ugh, also, I have tried to help Frypan, he won't let me near the knifes. Because he thinks that they will magically fly and stab me... Stupid shanks... I'm fine! I'm just still a bit hurt, but I'm better now! I still have some bruises on my back, but they're fading away. But you see... When I see a bruise, the rest of the guys see a deadly-virus who can kill me in seconds... This is why I get annoyed so easily. This shanks are way too weird and overprotective!

I was in the medjacks room, cleaning and putting stuff back to it's right place. I was about to lift a box, until someone stopped me.

"What the shuck do you think you're doing?" The british accent asked me holding my arm from lifting the stupid box.

"Trying to be helpful, duh!" I said rolling my eyes at Newt, and getting my arm back as he held it. When I got my arm back, I tried to pick up the box again, until that shank stopped me.

"You can't lift a box. You were stabbed, remember?" He said lifting the box instead.

"Why can't you just let me help! I feel useless!" I said getting annoyed by the second.

"Because you're hurt, and we don't want you getting more hurt." He said setting the box in it's  shelf. "Also, you're not useless. You have done enough for this glade. Consider this as a... Break." I raised my eyebrow at him.

"This isn't a place to take 'breaks' at. This is the glade! We need to do our job, meaning, I need to do my job." I said making air quotations in the air when I said 'breaks'. Newt rolled his eyes at me, and I just glared at him.

"Well, now you're on a break. Meaning, you can't work."

"I don't want a break." I said stubbornly.

"Too bad. You're gonna have a break from working, either you like it or not." He said crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Shuckface," I muttered and walked out, or should I say: Limping out? Whatever... I went into the kitchen, and was about to open the door, when the greenie did it for me. His name is Kevin, if you wondered. "You know, I can open the door myself, thank you very much." I said making him roll his eyes.

"Yeah, but I wanted to help. So you're welcome." He said smiling and went over to his friends. I sat down groaning in annoyance.

"Why aren't you in a good mood?" The annoying voice of Frypan asked me, with a lot of sarcasm in it.

"Not in mood, Fry." I said, but it came out muffled as my head was in my arms on the table.

"Getting too much help?" He asked knowing exactly what I felt. This is why we're best friends, he knows even when I haven't said anything. I nodded.

"Newt won't let me lift a shucking box. Even the greenie won't let me open the shucking door!" I said looking up and speaking not-muffled. Frypan sat in front of me, looking at me and I could tell by his look that he was going to give me a life-lesson or whatever...

"They're just worried about you, Em." He started, and here comes the lesson. "We just wan't to make sure that-"

"I don't hurt myself even more as I already am. I know, I know!" I said finishing his sentence. "But I feel all useless and weak! No, I AM useless and weak!"