Hannah | Maze Runner

#6 The Great Escape

The next day at dinner, I often caught the new boys looking at Aris and I.

I had decided to sit next to Aris and my back to Janson so I could be more aware of my surroundings.

Aris had caught me up on what was happening, Thomas, finally knew his name, would attempt to get a keycard from one of the guards. I blocked the names being called out and concentrated on what was happening with Thomas. I tied two pieces of hair that was continuously falling into my face at the back of my head with a hair bobble.

I heard Thomas slam his hands against the table and stand up, my eyes fixed on him strolling inconspicuously over to the guards. Wasn't really working.

I watched with eagle eyes as he talked frustratedly to the guards. He then went to barge through the two of them, which was, i'm guessing and hoping, when he takes the keycard.

His friends all sprint over to stop Thomas and back him up.

That was until Janson got involved, I only heard him yell; "what's happening here?!" The rest I was too far away to hear.

Once all that commotion was over, Aris and I headed our seperate ways.

I watched the newcomers get thrown into their bunks before I disappeared in mine. It's not like I was staying there long anyway.

Aris busted through the vents, stopping their conversation. He budged up, to let me out. I couldn't go since it would be  a time waster.

I stood up by the bunk where Aris was under.

"Look, maybe you guys are right, maybe I'm just being paranoid, but I got to find out for sure. Just cover for me. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Were his last sentances before swinging into the vent system and off atfer Aris.

They all looked unsure about it, but Mr. Britty over here looked like he'd just seen a bloody dinosaur.

He had soon calmed down though.

"Why are you still even here." The tall asain one asked, crossing his arms.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I'm ruining your privacy." I mocked sarcastically.

He scoffed and placed his hands on his hips.

"What if you get caught out of your bunk?" Asked British from his bed.

"Does it matter? Just because they're adults doesn't mean they can control me. Besides, I would be a waste of space, It's much easier for me to stay here." I stated, much more calmly. Either way, I was stuck in a bunker full of boys, not that I minded too much.

Now I was slightly fed up with calling them stupid Nicknames like Mr. Britty and Muscle dude. I know, I'm immature.

I sighed and decided to introduce myself.

"I don't think we have had a formal greeting. I'm Hannah."

"Newt." Said British. The name does sound very British. I don't know why I'm making fun of him we have the same accent.

"Minho." Said the guy in the blue top.

Then there was Winston and Frypan. I wonder what gave him his name. Maybe I'll ask later.

***

We had been waiting for what seemed like forever, and the boys were all out of questions to throw at me. Thank god.

"And how long does whatever the hell they're doing take?" Minho asked, sounding bored.

"I don't know, I've never been through those doors." I replied shrugging.