If There Is A Light

Chapter 15

Something was different and there was no denying that. Whether it was different enough to feel the way she was feeling, that was what was up for debate. It was only a few minutes, but each passing second felt longer than an eternity.

She stood in front of the maze. The entrance was still open, but she had been there long enough to know that it would not stay that way. They were supposed to be back by now. They always were. She would feel so much better if Minho and Newt would come running out already.

What she found disturbing was that no one else seemed to be bothered by their absence. Gally told her it was not late enough to worry about it. She told him to leave her alone. She knew it was silly, but what if he did not come out? All he knew her as was the current greenie or his personally endowed nick name: Darling. She knew it was possible he did not care at all, but it meant something to her. She wanted Newt to be the one to hear her name first. She blew it when she spoke to Gally (he frequently bothered her about a name. She always gave him the same answer: be happy I speak at all). To make matters worse, every time she opened her mouth to speak the words would not come. She hoped she would have another chance to most likely fail again.

Relief flooded her body when Newt and Minho were finally in sight and running in her direction. Once they were safely out of the maze, she could not control herself. She lunged at the lanky boy and wrapped her arms tightly around him.

Newt chuckled and loosely snaked his right arm around her, "Well this is quite the welcoming." She pulled herself away slightly embarrassed and pink. She gave Minho a quick hug to cover her tracks, although she doubted that it worked.

A puzzled and concerned look covered her face when she spotted Newt's left arm. It was wrapped tightly in white cloth ad seeping through it was a crimson color. "Relax. It's just a scrape. Bleedin' a bit more than I woulda thought though... I'm goin' to get Clint to look at it right now."

She was still not totally okay with the fact that he was hurt, but she was glad to hear he was not 'stung' as they called it.