Y/n POV
Sky has moved to the glade.
You'd never say it to her face, but you like the peace and quiet. You weren't really a people person anyways. Now you only visited the glade once every month or two. There wasn't much to go back for.
Minho and Newt had become good friends though. Gally was still a
splint-head.
But at least you had a few people you could trust.
You still did the gladers jobs at night and they still supplied you with food. Sky had become a (runner/track hoe/cook/working in the bloodhouse)Take your pick, guys. I'm not really in the mood to think. And was happy. Thomas had finally got the guts to kiss her, and I watched them from the trees when I wasn't busy. They were doing well. He hadn't broken her heart yet.
I had learned a new way to navigate the maze as well. There was this particularly crowded spot of ivy on the wall and you had climbed up and now you could walk on top of the maze. It was easier to navigate, and plus you didn't have to run from any grievers up here.
The maze was almost beautiful, in a way. Beautifully scary.
I'm sorry their so short. I don't have much time these days. Sorry, guys. The next one will be longer.
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The Girl in the Maze
FanfictionWhat if Teresa wasn't the first girl in the maze? A bit of language. (This book is a lot of me just having fun swearing like a glader) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! THIS WAS 10 YEAR OLD ME'S ATTEMPTS TO WRITE
