Newton's Law

Chapter 10

Minho's POV

"Come on Thomas!" The twists and turns made my legs burn, but I have been doing it for years. I am pretty use to the run by now.

"Minho, can't we break to eat?" Thomas was panting behind me. I had to give the kid some credit. I hadn't let him stop at all and the sun was beating hard. We both were drenched in sweat.

"Alright. Let's break right there." Thomas quickly ran in front of me and plummeted to the ground. He saw panting hard and scooted to a shady spot.

"Are you going to sit?" Thomas took out his sandwich and took a chunk out of it.

"No, I am going to jog around, see where we are and then come." I ran off in a straight line, so that I would not get lost. The path was green and humid. Great hot and humid, just the best of combinations. My stomach growled, but i continued to figure out where we were.

A loud scream came from the direction of Thomas. "Thomas!" No response. I instantly sprinted over.

Thomas lay on the ground with his knife out. He was pointing it at a Griever that lay just a few feet away from him. "Thomas, are you alright, what happened?" I ran up to him and pulled him to his feet.

"It just appeared. I don't know what exactly happened." He was panting and looked pale. "All I know is that it scared the klunk out of me."

"Good That, your scream scared the klunk out of me." I look out my sword and faced it towards the creature.

"Stop!" A girl's voice. Thomas and I looked at each other in confusion and then back at the creature.

A girl with green leggings and shirt ran up in front of us. Her hair braided on the side. She held her hands up and went towards the creature. "Stop, these people did nothing to me or you."

Talking to a griever. Speak of a psycho.

"I am very sorry about him. He get's a little over protective at times." She smiled at the two of us.

"What do you mean it gets overprotective?" Thomas put down his knife and I commended with my sword.

"He is not an "it," his name is James. James is my friend he just watches me and at times, when I look threatened he will attack. Except, you guys are not threatening looking. You," She pointed towards Thomas, "look like a puppy who is lost; and you," she pointed towards me, "Is just a sass queen."

"Oh, she got you good Minho." Thomas laughed at this forgetting that he is a puppy and that I have a knife. I gave him a stern look and he looked away quickly, releasing the smile with it.

"So, who are you exactly?" She laughed at my question. "What's so funny?!"

"Your hand is on your hip, like a true sass king." She continued to laugh, "Sorry, my name is Rosemary, but please, call me Rose." The Griever behind her had calmed a bit and was now laying down behind her.

"Rose? Different. So, Rose, what are you doing out here?" Thomas had asked this question. I was actually afraid to ask her any, because I thought she would criticize me again.

"Cause I want to, and don't ask me how I got out here. Let's just say I was a mistake and I have to stay with the Grievers. Now, if you excuse me boys, I will be on my way." She climbed aboard the Griever and took off. Yet, before she did, Rose put her hair to the side revealing a odd symbol on her neck.

"What Minho?" Thomas stood in front of me.

"Did you see that? The thing on her neck. She had some sort of symbol." We began a soft jog back to the Glade. With all of this on my mind, I was not even thinking about my lunch I had not eaten.

"What type of symbol? Was it like a tree or the W.C.K.D. sign?" Thomas got next to me, but no matter how hard he tried, I was still faster than him.

"No nothing like that, but I would have to say it looked like a 'G.'" Thomas laughed.

"A 'G,' really?" I shook my head and told him nevermind. It seemed that he thought I was crazy anyway.

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Finally we arrived at the Glade while running into some of the other runners. My legs ached and I could tell Thomas' did also. The bell rung for diner. "One last run." I smiled at the panting boy and we both jogged over to the kitchen.

"Here you go, boys. How are you Minho, look in pain?" Frypan handed me a bowl of his sloppy soup and a roll of bread. Great more slop. I remembered about my sandwich and put that in my bowl while walking away.

Thomas was still talking to Frypan and would always get into trouble with Gally. I eventually let it happened, because Alby always intruded before it became a Glade known fight.

The table sat with Newt, Jay and Chuck. Chuck sat on the opposite side of the table from Jay, but did not speak a word. Newt was not saying anything and ate his food as was. Jay looked up at me and smiled.

"Minho!" She waved her hand and gestured me to sit in between her and Newt. That was the moment I figured out something was wrong.

I made my way over to the seat, but before I could sit, Thomas ran up and sat down. He smiled up at me and then over to Jay. I laughed and sit down next to Chuck. Thomas and Jay looked nice together.

"Hey, Jay, Thomas and I saw a girl out in the Maze today. Have any idea what that is about?" My voice seemed a bit annoyed, but I kind of was.

"Oh, um, yeah. You're talking about Rose. She is a friend who lives in the Maze. That's all." Jay smiled and got up. "I start my new job tomorrow so I better get going." She ran off towards the Deadheads.

Probably going to take a shower before bed. Though she was acting odd. I watched as she faded from my view.

"Hey Newt. Newt!" The blond boy finally looked up.

"Yeah," He looked to his right. "Hey, where is Jay?" He looked like he had a whiff of panic over him.

"She went towards the Deadheads. Probably to take a shower." I looked down and took a taste out of the soup. It was not the best, but this is all we have.

Newt and Thomas looked around with waves of panic over them.

"What is the matter with you two?" Chuck finally spoke up and said what I was thinking. The two boys watched every Glader in the Glade.

All the Gladers came to one place for dinner, and this was it. There was no glader that did not. It was almost mandatory to come here, if you did not you were found suspicious and questioned by Alby and the Keepers of the Glade.

Newt's face went pale. "Where's Gally?"