How We Met Again

chapter 7

I am writing this as a week after Teresa arrived. Her and Y/N get along however everyone agrees that there is something a bit off about her. 

Y/N's pov

I like the new girl, Teresa but I feel like she's an inner slinthead... She just gives off the most odd vibe, Thomas likes her though, they apparently are telepathic?

All of this was going through my head all while I dressed in some white shorts and a sheer khaki shirt with black trainers and a simple ponytail. I hopped out the door.

I ran to the maze doors via the kitchen where I grabbed some coffee in a flask from Fry, I looked up and saw Teresa staring at me, "hey." I offered awkwardly before running by Newt, I pecked his lips and ran off.
When I arrived at the doors they where just opening and Minho stared at me, "speak of the devil, where the shuck where you?"
"I'm so sorry Minho, Thomas, I over slept and I was thinking and..." Minho ran off into the Maze. So much for the answer!

The darkness and moist air always gave me the creeps but also a certain exhilaration, the walls crumbled slightly in places and vines tugged and twisted along the path. Right. Left. Left again, I stayed close behind the boys, occasionally reaching for some water out of my bag, still running. It seemed to be a knew way for all of us and I could tell Minho was lost, "Guys, we should turn back!"  I holler to him. He stops, panting. "Shuck, I don't have a clue where we are!" Minho gulped, the beads of sweat on his forehead glinting in the fading light. "Follow me." I shrug, "I have a pretty good idea of the way back." I turn around and start running.

An hour passed and I am pretty confident we are nearly back. I slow down. In the gloom ahead a large figure, hunched over maliciously, watching us it seemed. " Guys..." I gulped. "Its a shucking greaver!"