Please Save Me [The Maze Runner]

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

All of a sudden, everything was dark and my mind went blank..

Bang, I felt the ground below me, which I didn't even know was moving, skid to a stop. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes and glanced around. I didn't know what I expected to see; home sweet home? a torture room? Either way, what I saw was beyond belief. There was a whole glade, with heavy walls bordering it and a maze like structure beyond it, sitting right in front of us. Us- there were more than 50 boys pacing around me, all looking as dazed as I did. What is this..?

I was confused out of my mind. Heck, I don't even have any memories of before I arrived at this mysterious place. Just then, something wiggled its way into my mind.. My name is Pocari..

My name is Pocari.. The same thought kept ringing inside my head for at least 10 minutes. Well, at least I still knew my own name. It was the only conclusion I could come to. I looked around the area we had arrived at, taking in the atmosphere and the people around me.

Boys- everyone here were boys. As far as I was concerned, I was a girl. No, I am a girl. This was another thing I was sure of. So, why me? Why am I the only girl? What is this supposed to mean? What in the world is going on? My eyes skidded from boy to boy, trying to find answers.

I stopped and found mself gazing at an asian boy. Probably around the age of 17. Minho.. It took me a while to process all this. Minho? Was that this boy's name? How did I even know this? Minho.. My head rang again My brother..

At this, without a second thought, I ran towards the asian kid. When I finally got there, panting, he was talking to a couple of other boys, barely noticing my presence.

"H-Hi.." I spoke for the first time since I got here, still trying to catch my breath. The boys all turned towards me, looking stunned, and waited for me to speak. "Minho.." I panted, looking up at the asian boy. "Is your name Minho..?"

"..Yes. How did you know that?" Was his only answer.

"Y-You.." I replied, still out of breath. He stared at me blankly, waiting for me to say what I came here to say. But then, suddenly, he looked back at me.. as if he knew me.

"Pocari..?" He gasped, looking more confused than ever.

"Oh, so you do know my name" I replied, finally able to catch my breath. When he didn't reply, I decided to ask the question that had been in my head all along. "You're my brother.. right?" I stared at him, waiting for an answer.

"If I remember correctly, yes.." He finally answered. "I think.." He added.

Without thinking, I ran up and hugged the boy. "I missed you so much" I mumbled as he hugged me back.

"So did I" He replied, honesty and relief filling his voice.

I don't know why, but I felt a strong connection to this boy; my brother. Being by his side made me feel.. safe, no matter the circumstance. Finally, I let go. I glanced around and saw a dark-skinned boy rounding everyone up. Minho and I both made our way towards the others.

We talked, discussed, and agreed that the guy who rounded us up- Alby, as he had called himself- would be the leader. For now, a leader was all we needed. We agreed to hold another meeting, like this one, tomorrow and discuss about what we would do. There were many boys gathered right now; some were crying, some spaced out, some putting on a 'tough guy' act. I don't know why, but I wasn't scared, or homesick. Was this because I was here with Minho? or was it something else..? We were all in the same position, so I decided the least we could do was get along. That, I intended to do.