Da Glade chat
Frypan: is anyone listening 2 wat this rat ass is sayin?
Winston: no clue
Elaina: Newtsie let me have my phone back! I have twenty eight messages
Newt: she goin cray-cray
Elaina: ;-P u love it!
Newt: always
Frypan: Rat ass just yelled at us 2 get off our phones
Jeff: lol Chuck just yelled "suck my ass" at Rat Ass
Clint: lol LoL
Elaina: Lol go Chuck
Chuck: shit hes gettin up us
**Rat man tanti**
"GET OFF YOUR PHONES! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU KIDS! YOUR FRIENDS ARE MISSING! YOU HAVE A DEADLY VIRUS! AND YOU NEED TO CHECK SOCIAL MEDIA WHEN YOU ARE SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER!?" RatMan slamed his hand onto the desk.
"Yes." Minho yelled not looking up from his phone.
"OFF YOUR PHONES!" Ratman squealed spit flying from his mouth.
"Suck mah Dick!" Clint yelled.
"YOU ARE FOUL!" Ratman slamed his head against a wall.
"Bang my head against a wall!" Elaina sang. Newt placed a hand over her mouth laughing. "No Newtie!"
"Baby! Shh that old guy is having a fit." Newt said loudly enough for the old Rat guy fuming in the invisible box.
"A5, A0. You are experiencing I see." Rat ass looked at them as if he knew something they didn't. Sad and amused. "I'm Janson."
"Thats not what your mama said last night!" Clint yelled. Jeff ohhh'ing him.
"So thats what that noise was... I mean... you don't know my mum!" Ratman stuttered.
"He wasn't ready!" Frypan hollard.
"Just... get through the Flat trans at like six or something." The the Rat ass was gone.
"Hes a dick." Clint yelled.
"Do you think he knows about something." Elaina whispered and pointed at her tummy.
"He looked like he knew something, and he kept looking at your stomach like he was drawing up like an elaborate plan." Newt whispered while pulling Elaina closer.
"Look at how fancy you are, using all thoes big words." Elaina teased while ruffling his hair.
aMAZEing chat
Newt: we need 2 set up alarm clocks
Thomas: okay
Minho: OMG WE HAVE TATTOS
Minho: mine says A7-the leader
Newt: mine says A5- the glue
Elaina: wat does mine!!!!????
Newt: A0- The Giver
Elaina: OMG THE GIVER!!!
Newt: um yeah
Thomas: wat does mine say?!
Newt: A2
Thomas: and?
Newt: 2 be killed by group B
Elaina: heavy
Minho: dammnnnn
Minho: 401
Elaina: anyway
Newt: wats up w/that Aris kid, he keeps looking at my lady
Minho: he said she was pretty or something
Newt: ass hat!
Newt: he needs 2 keep his eyes 2 himself!
Newt: and off my lady
Elaina: kill him in the Scorch
Minho: the way now?
Elaina: Rat ass said that we're going through the Scorch, 2 get 2 the safe haven
Thomas: should'a listened
Minho: oh well
Newt: I miss Ireland and Maddy
Elaina: we'll get em back Newt
Elaina: HOLY FRICK!!!
Minho: omg wats wrong!?
Thomas: is it the babies?
Elaina: Maddy responded 2 my txt
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Scorch Texting
FanfictionThe Texting Gladers have made it out the maze. Now it's time for the Scorch trials. Will everyone survive or will people go mad?... Elaina is having twins... shuck. All Characters belong to James Dashner................. except for. Ya know ppl u do...
