silence [a maze runner fanfic]

Seventeen- The Whip Cream Wars

Author's note-
This chapter is dedicated to luv2earth,
Happy birthday!
And thank you for being so amazing!

[Amelia's POV]

Seven months later

I wake up at 5:40,
Get ready for the day and then make my way towards the homestead,
Just like I've been doing everyday for the past seven months.

I get to the homestead before Frypan,
And start to make pancakes for everyone.

So I end up making about 24 pancakes,
So everyone can have two.

I grab the syrup,
12 plates,
And 12 forks.

Then Frypan comes from around the corner,

"You didn't make bacon did you,
Because you know that's my thing."
Says Frypan.

I shake my head back and forth.

"Ok good"
Says Frypan.

Then I grab some of the heavy whipping cream that the creators sent us the other day,
some sugar,
And some salt.

Then I grab a bowl and a wisk,
I throw all of the stuff into a bowl and wisk it all together.

Then Minho and Newt come running around the corner.

"What ya making"
Minho asks looking towards me.

I grab the wisk and put a huge gob on it,
Then flick it all over Minho's face.

Minho licks his lips,
"Mmmmm. . . whip cream!"
Says Minho.

Minho then grabs a pancake and rubs it against his face trying to get all of the whip cream off of his face,
So I laugh.

Then he takes the pancake covered in whip cream away from his face and whipes it all over mine,
And then just for extra measure he take the bowl of whip cream and dumps it over my head.

"Hey whip cream looks good on you"
Minho says.

I smile and stick my tongue out at him,
T

hen I grab the syrup and dump it all over his hair.

"Hey,"
Minho says with a smile on his face,
"You messed up my hair,
I'm going to get you for that!"

Then he jumps over the counter,
And like my life depends on it I start to run away,
I look behind me and see Minho running behind me with his syrupy hair and cute whip cream face.

And then I trip over a root,
And land on my back.

Minho was running so fast that he couldn't stop so he ended up tripping over my feet,
And landed on me.

"Are you okay?"
Minho asks with a look of concern and embarrassment written acrcross his face.

I nod my head.

Then Minho starts to get up,
When he's up he offers me his hand and I hesently take it.

"Well that was akward"
Minho says.

I grab out my notebook and write,

Yah. . . did anyone see that?

"No I think we're good,"
Minho replies,
"But we should probably go back,
I have to at least try to get the syrup out of my hair before the doors open."

Then Minho and I slowly start to make our way back to the homestead.