I wake up, with the sheets warmly wrapped around me and sun shining it through the window. Thomas has his arms wrapped around me and his face buried in my neck. 
                              "Good morning, beautiful," he mumbles. 
                              "Good Morning," I whisper. "Did you open the curtains?" 
                              "Yeah. Why?" 
                              "Well sometimes if Newt comes into wake me, and I don't wake up, he just leaves the curtains open so I know he was here. And that I missed breakfast," 
                              "Oh," I hold his hand and enjoy his touch. He gets up, though. He opens the bathroom door and Posey comes out and jumps onto the bed. 
                              "Hey, Posey," I say, playing with his floppy ears. 
                              "Hey, Syd?" Tom calls. 
                              "Yeah?"
                              "I think he's already house trained," 
                              "How's that even possible?" 
                              "I don't know but he left his bed to pee in the bathtub and got back in his bed," 
                              "Well good boy," I say, petting his head. His mouth hangs open and it looks like he's smiling. I smile, and he cuddles up to me. I hear water run briefly before Tom comes back into the room and back into bed. He wraps his arms around me, one hand falling on my chest. He nuzzles into my neck again. I smile, and shake my head at my cheeky little boyfriend. Thomas kisses my neck repeatedly and pulls away slightly to start kissing all over my face. I turn to him and kiss his lips. A knock interrupts us. 
                              "Syd? You dressed?" Newt calls. 
                              "Not really," I say. 
                              "Well are you covered? Cause this is pretty shucking important," I pull the blankets around me, tucking them under my arms, but have them cover my chest. Thomas pulls on his pants, and gets out of bed, giving me all the blankets. 
                              "Okay!" I say. He comes in. 
                              "The girl. She's awake," he says, "and everyone knows you two had sex last night, " Thomas flushes red and turns away. 
                              "How?" I ask, sitting up, keeping the blankets to me as coverage. 
                              "Well you're on the corner. You see your room is open to the other gladers on two sides. Only one wall separating you. We heard everything. No matter how quiet you were trying to be," 
                              "So what? We had sex, but it's not like it's gonna be an every night thing,"
                              "It better not be! Tommy. You realize she's like my little sister, right? If you ever hurt her I will kill you. I don't care if it gets me thrown in the shucking maze," Tom backs up a bit. 
                              "Newt stop. You do realize at every step he asked permission to do something. Making sure I really wanted to do this, not wanting to push me," 
                              "Sure, just if you do it again- can it be in the forest? I don't want to hear it. But the girls awake, and we need our medjack," 
                              "Alright I'll be out in a sec," I say. He gives Tom the sign that's like saying "I'm watching you" and leaves. 
                              "Tom, hand me my bra," I say. He obeys, handing it to me. I slip it on and clip it fast. I pull on shorts and a button up tank top. I pull my hair back and brush my teeth quickly. Thomas had gotten dressed and ready and had Posey on his leash. I kiss Tom's cheek before pulling on my shoes and going out of the room. When I get outside I see rocks falling off the roof - or being thrown. I look up to see the girl on the roof. 
                              "Newt, what the hell? Why didn't you tell me she was doing this?"
                              "Well maybe her knowing she's not the only girl will calm her. You and Tommy get up there she'll like you both. She might remember Tommy," 
                              "I swear if you throw one more of this things-" Gally starts yelling. He's cut off by getting hit in the head. I already liked this girl. I start climbing up the ladder. Tom goes to follow me. 
                              "I'll tell you when to come up," I say. He nods. I get up there and she has a knife pointed at me. She quickly takes it down. 
                              "You're a girl?" She asked. I smile and nod. 
                              "Yeah. Waking up with a bunch of guys staring at you can be scary, huh?" I say. She nods. 
                              "Why can't I remember anything?" 
                              "We don't know. None of us can remember anything about our previous lives. Now what's your name?" 
                              "My names Teresa," she says. 
                              "Okay. Well, Teresa, I'm Sydney. And I'm also the keeper of the medjacks here," 
                              "What the hell is a medjack?" 
                              "It's like a doctor," she nods, "and when you were out, you were doing some things," 
                              "I kept saying 'Thomas'. They already told me," 
                              "Yeah. You want me to bring Thomas up here? See if anything looks familiar to you?" She nods, "okay," 
                              "Tom!" I call over the rail. I make a motion for him to come up. He hands Posey to Newt and starts climbing up the ladder. He gets up here and Teresa backs up a bit. 
                              "Hey, he's alright. He's not gonna do anything," I assure her. 
                              "D-Do you remember anything about me?" She asks. He shakes his head. 
                              "I can't remember anything," he says. 
                              "Tom. I'll call the gladers away. Tell her," I say. He nods. 
                              "Hey! Give us a minute guys!" I call. Newt gets everyone to get away. 
                              "Look, is your name Teresa?" He asks. She nods. 
                              "How do you know that?" 
                              "Because ever since over gotten here, I've had dreams. You were in them. And there's just this lady repeating -" 
                              "Wicked Is Good," she finishes. 
                              "Yeah," 
                              "I saw it while I was out," 
                              "I think we knew each other in our other life," Tom says. 
                              "Yeah. And I just remember you asking me why we were doing something. I don't know what it was or why, but I remember your voice asking," 
                              "Yeah. It's creepy, isn't it?" She nods. 
                              "Now Teresa," I say, interrupting, "we got to get you back to the medstand. Take care of your hands," I say. They were repeatedly cut by the rocks she had been throwing. "But nice throw hitting Gally," I say. She smiles and we all climb down. I lead her to the medstand, Tom following closely behind. I clean up her scratches as Jeff and Clint work on the scratches of the people that got hit. Newt gives her the tour afterwards. Before coming back to me. 
                              "Hey. I was thinking that you and Teresa could possibly share a room since your both girls and the guys-" 
                              "Newt. Wouldn't that be awkward with Thomas in my bed?" 
                              "Yeah but out in the open. You know she's at risk for..." 
                              "Yeah. Just get her bed and she can sleep in my room," 
                              "Thank you!" He says, giving me a hug. I laugh and hug him back. Then he limps over to Teresa. I remember the limp. Taking care of that was my first medjack job. After that I became the keeper. Sad times. I go back over to Tom and hold his hands. 
                              "You know we only have like one more hour of freedom, right?" I ask. 
                              "Yep. Then it's into the pit," I sigh and lay my head against his chest. His familiar fresh scent welcomes me. He wraps his arms around me, taking his hands away from my grasp. 
                              "I love you, Tom," I whisper. 
                              "I love you more, baby," 
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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You're Different From Everyone Else Here - Thomas - The Maze Runner
Fanfiction"You like him, don't you, Syd?" "There's just - something different about him," (I don't NOT own any of the Maze Runner characters - but Sydney is MY character) cover template and inspiration from : -voidallison
 
                                               
                                                  