Sister of the Glade {The Maze Runner}

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l try to open my eyes, to no avail. My eyelids feel as if they weigh over a ton. The voices of Minho and Newt catch my attention. l try again to open my eyes, using all my strength to just lift the lids. They slowly rise, and let in the sunlight. l see my friends next my hammock.
"Mornin', Love"
"Charles!", Minho yells, "You're up!"
l laugh, causing my chest to hurt. l just settle for smiling at my friend. The silence is cut short as he bombards me with questions.
"How are ya feelin'? l missed ya. Are ya thirsty? Did ya dream of me?"
"Minho! She just woke up! Give her a little breathing room."
The quickly two boys whip their heads towards me, hearing my wheeze-like laugh.
"In a little pain mom, but I'll be fine by the end of the week. And thanks, Newt."
"Yeah, hopefully. Hey Newt, go get Clint or Jeff for me."
"Ya, okay. Good to have you back, love."
After Newt turns away and leaves to find one of the boys, Minho looks at me mischievously, slightly worrying me. After checking around us, he starts talking.
"Charles, he is so into ya. The whole time you were out, he was by ya. Since before lunch." l look away, blushing.
"Yeah, l doubt that Minho, l highly doubt he sees me as anything more than a friend. We should stop talkin' about this before he gets back"
Minho shakes shakes his head, but drops it, catching my hint. My mind wanders off as l think of what Minho said. Maybe he did like me? l mean, why would he stay with me for so long if he didn't? My happy thought drop as l realize it's probably because he was just worried for another grader. Newt suddenly runs in with Clint.
"Hey Charlie, good to have ya back."
Clint smiles at me before checking me over to see if l had worsened any injuries. After around ten minutes he finally spoke.
"Okay so, your foots pretty messed up from the roof fallin', and you have a small concussion, but other than that you're all good!"
"But can l keep buildin' for now? That's all I wanna know."
With his assurances that l could start working again at the end of the week, Clint headed out back to his station with Jeff.
Minho and l gossip about all the glazers and what's going on here for a little while, before he has to go into the maze, leaving Newt and l alone. We sit in comfortable silence, while he thinks about who know what, then he speaks.
"l was worried about ya. When Minho and I heard that crash, all l could think of was makin' sure you were okay."
"Look, I'm here, alive and semi-okay thanks to ya gettin' me to the medjacks."
We talk for a little while longer before l feel sleep trying to take over my body. l try to keep their conversation going, but within moments, my words are slurring. Newt notices, and quickly speaks up.
"Love, it's fine, go to sleep and I'll wake ya before dinner."
My eyes slip shut, and l let my body fall onto the closest thing to lean on, which unknown to me, was Newt. Right before sleep too over, l heard him speak.
"Sweet dreams, love."

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HEY GUYS!!!! Sorry for not writing for a while, l was really busy with school, but now most of thats passed and l can hopefully post more. BUT I STARTED A NEW BOOK THATS POSTED, ITS A CARL GRIMES FANFIC CALLED "CREATURES IN THE NIGHT"!!! Check it out please!!! l just want to say THANK YALL SO MUCH FOR 150 READS!!!!!
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