He gives the first shower room to the girls and Aris. So, the showers were assigned by maze, not gender. Shuck. Well, I'll be showering in the same room as a bunch of extremely fit teenage boys. I try to hide my red face and get to the front of the boys. I grab a towel and get into one of the more, uh, private showers. I hang my towel up, and undress, looking in a mirror, hating every part of myself. My stomach, fat as shuck, my face, ugly, my super small feet and hands, my disgusting dark brown, short hair. I look shucking anorexic and fat at the same time. I sigh and step into the now warm water. I see shampoo and conditioner, as well as a sponge and soap. I grab the shampoo, lathering it into my hair, and then rinsing it out. I comb the conditioner into my hair and let it sit while I wash my body. I get lots, and I mean lots, of grime off of my body. I finally rinse the conditioner out of my hair and turn the water off. I grab a razor off the shelf and shave my legs, which don't really have that much hair. I remember a hazy memory of someone telling me that a serum would remove a lot of my body hair as a side effect, but as soon as it came, it was gone. I grab my towel, wrapping it around my body. I quickly sprint out, almost slipping, and grab a robe from the closet. I sigh in relief, and turn around, coming face to face with a mostly naked Newt. I quickly shield my eyes, taking a sharp breath in. "Goddammit mate, I'm not naked!" I un-shield my eyes, and keep my eyes on his face. He smirks, and says, "You're tryin too hard love, I'm your boyfriend. You can ease up a bit." I refuse to look down and keep my eyes on his face. "I'm good, thanks," I manage to get out, having a voice crack in the middle. I quickly whip around, trying to get out, finding the door locked. "Dammit, Shuck," I whisper, and turn back around. This time, I can't resist. I find myself looking straight at his toned abs. I quickly look away, blushing like mad. I look over and see that the closet is full of clothing, both girl and boy. There are multiple hooks, each labeled with a name, just as the guard had stated. I find mine and grab it. I turn around, to find Newt just standing there, smirking at me. "What the shuck are you doing? Aren't ya gonna put any clothes on?" I say, kind of annoyed. "I will, I'm just enjoying myself," he says. I blush again and go into a changing room. I slip on the shirt and put on the jeans. I look in the mirror and see myself in the clothes. The tank top is slashed in some places, giving it a rugged look. Luckily, it's not slashed in inappropriate places. The hook also had a grey sports bra and underwear on it, so that helps. The tank top is black, fading into grey in some spots. It has a guy in all black, except for his pink socks. There is white smoke on the bottom. It says Parental Advisory on the top, and on the back on the top, it reads YUNGBLUD. There is a bag on my hook as well, with another thing that goes in my walkman. It also reads YungBlud. The jeans are slashed white jeans, with a rose stitched onto the top of the left leg. A shoebox is also attached, and inside of them are black shoes, with a star patch on them that read Converse All Star. I slip on ankleless black socks and put on the shoes. I step out, finding Newt with jeans on, but no shirt. I roll my eyes and go to put the empty hook back on the poll. I put it back, but then get a hug from the back. "Do you want me to put a shirt on?" I nod, pulling his shirt off the hook and handing it to him. "I'll put it on if you give me a kiss." I smile and kiss him on the cheek, but he looks unsatisfied. He grabs me, pulling me close, roughly kissing me, his tongue exploring immediately. He pulls away, and smiles, putting his shirt on. By this time, I'm almost certain that even my freaking eyes are blushing. Minho comes over, shirtless as well, with a blushing Thomas trailing behind him. I look at what Tommy is looking at and see him staring a Minho's abs from afar. I giggle, putting two and two together. (My friends and I ship Tominho so deal wit it) Soon, I'm surrounded by shirtless teenage boys. All of which look like they've been lifting weights since they were five (They probably have been). Suddenly, I hear Teresa saying in my mind, "help me I'm freaking naked!" I look over and see her blushing, and as she said, naked, she is hiding behind a wall, but some boys are walking toward where she is. I quickly grab a robe and sprint to her, again almost slipping, and stop the boys, handing Teresa a robe. A boy wolf whistles at Teresa, and I slap him. He trots off chuckling. I roll my eyes and get Teresa her clothes. After we all have clothes on, and the rack is empty, the door unlocks by itself. We walk out, Minho, Tommy, and I leading the way, the runner's ability to memorize passages coming in handy, as well as my photographic memory. We make it back to the bunks, and I collapse on my bed, falling asleep immediately.
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The Scorched Angels (The Sequel to The Glade Girl)
FanfictionThis is the Sequel to my book The Glade Girl. This takes place as the events of the Scorch Trials go on. I hope you like it!