Lights, Cameras, Maze Runner! (completed)

three (part two)

I just finish setting the dinner table with plates, forks, and knives when a knock comes from the door.

"Room service!" a deep, British voice calls from the other side of the door, and I know it's Will.

I answer the door to see Ki, Kaya, Will, Dylan and Thomas all laughing. Dylan holds two large pizza boxes. "I didn't order any room service!" I say, giggling. "And what, we need two pizzas?"

The five enter my hotel room, looking around. "Yes, I swear, these boys eat like there's no tomorrow after a long day at the set," Kaya says.

The four boys are already reaching into the first pizza box. I peer over to see what's inside. "Pepperoni?" I exclaim. "My favorite!" 

I hurry to help myself to a piece before the boys take them all. "Guys, there's cups in the cabinet above the sink. I have water, milk, and lemonade in the fridge. Help yourself to whatever you'd like."

Thomas grins with a slice of half-eaten pizza in his hands. "Wow, what a gracious hostess!"

I curtsy in a joking manner. "Hey, back in Vermont, I'm a hostess at a pretty fancy restaurant. I know how to please people."

Ki shoots me a sly smile. "Please people? Is that supposed to have an underlying sexual meaning?"

I blush with embarrassment as my guests begin to howl with laughter. Kaya, Will, Dylan, and Thomas all assemble on the couches in the living area. 

"Sorry, Kelsey," Ki apologizes, slapping a friendly hand on my shoulder. "We like to make a lot of sexual jokes here on the set of The Maze Runner. I hope you don't mind."

I shake my head, taking a big bite of my pizza. Thomas was right, this is delicious! "No, I don't mind at all.'' 

"That's good." The boys and Kaya all nod their heads in agreement.

"You'll get used to the sexual jokes, behind the scenes videos, group dances, group hugs, and sarcasm quickly," Dylan adds.

I raise an eyebrow. "I didn't see any group dances today on the set."

Kaya grins. "We dance a lot, too. The cast choreographs dances for between takes. We're all pretty iconic dancers, with the exception of Sangster." She looks in the direction of Thomas, and he blushes sheepishly.

"I'm a pretty weak dancer," he mutters.

I giggle, leaning up against the dining table. "I suck, too. No worries."

Will stands up from the loveseat and approaches the pizza boxes, leaving Thomas alone. "Hey, I have an idea! How about we all go around and share our age and three facts about ourselves, so we can get to know Kelsey a little bit better? And so she knows a few things about us, too," he suggests. He opens the second box of pizza and reaches for a slice.

I shrug. "I'm down. Let me just grab a cup of lemonade first." I grab my lemonade and walk back to the common area, where the only open seat is the spot Will left next to Thomas. Will now sits between Ki and Kaya on the couch. Dylan is alone in the reclining chair.

I sit next to Thomas, and he blushes when I sit down. It's a small loveseat, so our shoulders are touching. "Alright," I say, setting my lemonade glass down on the coffee table. I rub my hands together. "I'll go first. Here's three facts about me, Kelsey Harris. I'm eighteen, nineteen soon. First, Wes Ball is my uncle, but I'm sure you all know that already." This earns a few chuckles from my little audience. I pause, thinking about two more facts to share. "Is it okay if I get a little deep and personal with y'all?"

All five heads nod.

"Okay. Well, I have a boyfriend, Connor. We've been together for about two and a half years now."