Evasion • Newt

3 | the reunion

Minho.

I have never run so fast in my life. I could barely hear all the gladers yelling for me to stop. The only thing I was focused on, was him. I blocked everything out and was running for dear life.

I'm honestly surprised that I didn't have a heart attack when I saw him.

Everyone most likely thought that I was trying to book it into the maze because every single one of them were running extremely close to me, as if they could beat me to the doors. If I hadn't seen Minho, I probably would be running for the maze right now instead of at him. They didn't tell me the rules yet, so I may have been able to get away with it. I need to get in there as soon as possible, I need to get us out.

Minho is completely oblivious to his surroundings. How the hell is he a runner? You would think that a human running full speed, straight at you and a bunch of loud, teenage boys yelling at the top of their lungs would get your attention, yet Minho still hadn't noticed any of it. He and Ben were just casually walking to a building, that I don't ever remember seeing, and just talking amongst themselves. 

These two, I swear.

As if Ben had read my mind, he had finally realized there was a damn herd running at them when I was about twenty feet away. With wide eyes, he stopped in his tracks, tapping Minho on the shoulder in the process. Minho looked at Ben with a confused expression and then turned to face us.

Before he had time to process what was happening, I tackled him to the ground in a big ass bear hug, that probably could've suffocated him.

Yes, I tackled him. Am I ashamed? 

not at all.

"What is this shank doing?! Get him off of me!" I missed that voice so much.

He's still the angry little shit head I remember him to be.

By now, everyone had formed a huge circle that surrounded me and Minho. Someone pulled me up off of him and then he stood up. He brushed himself off, considering I basically just pushed him to the ground, and then finally, he looked up.

"Wait, you're a girl.." his words came out more as a question than a statement, "there's a girl here." he spoke more to himself while saying that than to anyone else.

Tears started to build up in my eyes as I had the biggest smile on my face. The smile literally took up my entire face.

"Minho." I breathed.

The look of confusion on his face made my smile falter slightly.

"Who are you? How do you know who I am?" he spoke.

That's when my smile faded completely.

I understand that all of his memories had been wiped from his brain just like everyone else's here, I really do, but there was still a small sliver of hope that he would be able recognize me. I should have known.

I took a few steps closer to him so we were about a foot apart, "Minho," I spoke, "it's me, Aspen, your best friend.".

The tears that were building up were so close to pouring down my face but I refused to let them spill. 

No one here will see me cry. They'll just think I'm weak. I need to be strong in order to be a runner, in order for them to trust me.

"What are you talking about? I don't know who you are! I have never seen you before!" he was now yelling at this point, and he was not quiet about it either.

Instead of being frightened, which honestly would have made more sense, I cracked a small smile. 

Yep, this is definitely the same old Minho.