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//S A G E//
IT'S DAWN,THE GRASS still wet with dew. I woke up early the next morning to say goodbye to Minho and Alby, the two boys going into the maze to see if they can track down Ben, if e's still alive. Not many people are awake, and I kind of wish I was asleep too, but I also want to go with Minho and Alby. Despite the fact I want to go, I need to stay. To make sure everything runs smoothly with the greenie and too make sure everyone does their job. I'm not saying that Newt cant keep things in line, because he can, but he's too nice and will give them a few warnings before punishing them, and the boys take advantage to that.
I bite the inside of my cheek, a nervous habit I picked up from Newt. I place my hands on Minho's bulky forearms. "Be careful alright? If you see a griever, run."
Minho gives a light scoff, rolling his eyes in the process as his hands were placed on my sides.. "No, I'm gonna stand there and let it eat me."
"Whatever, just try not to die, although I won't miss your sassy attitude, so actually go ahead get ea-"
"Sage!" Newt cuts me off, turning to the other half of our trio. "Minho, don't die, everyone knows Say will miss you."
I roll my eyes, wrapping my arms around Minho's neck, his arms moving around my waist. He squeezes me tightly, whispering in my ear; "I wont die." I sigh, pulling away and giving Alby a small smile and a nod.
Alby does the same, his eyes flickering around the glade like it's the last time he will ever see it. "We'll be back soon."
The large stone walls in front of us make a loud bang! noise, the doors opening slowly causing a large cold breeze smack in my face. My eyes squint slightly, the wind burning my eyes and the dirt flying around. My hair flows behind me but drops when the maze walls are finally open. I glance at Minho, and I nod my head at him. He gives me a small smile before running into the maze with Alby.
Newt glances at me as I go back to bite the inside of my cheek. "They'll be okay." I just nod my head and Newt wraps his arm around my shoulders. I sigh before we start walking back to the glade. As we walk back I noticed a figure leaning against the tree in the corner of my eye. I furrow my eyebrows, turning my head to see Thomas leaning against the tree with his arms crossed over his chest, which was covered by a white tank top, showing off his muscular but dirty arms.
His eyes lock with mine, and I give him a small smile.
