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pre-the maze runner
chapter five

❛❛ we both know you don't want to be here ❜❜

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Poe was mostly quiet as the hour passed into the second job of his Trials. Newt barely said a word to him after he introduced him to the rest of the Track-hoes and then ordered Poe to remove the weeds and pull out the fully grown veggies. So far he wasn't liking this job and he kind of enjoyed Slicers more. He wasn't proud of himself killing an animal though, he only enjoyed being a Slicer is because he liked Teo and Winston, and of course, the dog, Bark.

Winston said that Nick told him that Bark was just a little puppy when the first Gladers arrived and the puppy was already in the barn when they found him.

Poe glanced across the Gardens, over the crops and spotted Newt by the fences. Poe crouched back down, and the boy, Zart, was beside him. Newt left Poe to Zart to show him gardening. "How long has Newt been the Keeper of Trackers?"

"Track-hoes" Zart corrected, he carefully pulled out a veggie out of the ground. "I don't know, couple of months? He was a Runner before this until he broke his leg" Zart looked to be a little younger than Poe, the boy was blond, his hair had little curls and they were all frizzy. He also has freckles on his cheeks.

Perhaps that explains of the boy's limp. "Runner?" Poe raised his brows, "How'd he get it?"

"I don't know, man" Zart half laughed, he was digging the soil with his hands, he had gloves on. "He's one of the originals, the first Gladers, I assume that's why. Here, rinse these—" he handed the basket of fresh veggies that were filled with ground soil.

"Ever tried to be a Runner?" Poe asked him, "Ever thought of it?"

Zart chuckled, "Oh, no. No way, man. Going out there is like you're risking your life" he moved backward to examine another batch of growing-veggies. "I'm better off here... How about you? Do you want to be a Runner?"

Poe shrugged, "Yeah, sure. I don't know why, I just— want to. I guess I wanna help us all to get out of here"

"Dude, that's what Minho has been doing the past three years, what makes you think you'd do it differently?"

Zart was right, Poe admitted. If Minho hasn't find the way out, he has been for the past two years and there's no luck, Poe wouldn't even make any differences or find something new.

"How you're doing there, Greenie?" A familiar voice with an accent said behind Poe. He shifted his head and glanced over his shoulder and see Newt standing over him. Newt had his arms crossed on his chest, his face looking very stern but calm.

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