The First Glader |Canceled|

I Made a New Friend

Three Years Later:

It had been a while since I contacted Al, we lived in our different mazes. I was starting to get worried, I still felt him through the telepathic link but you could never be certain. We both said we avoided the people. that came three years ago. I actually kept that promise, I wasn't sure about Al, but I did trust him. If I couldn't trust my only friend, who could I trust? As the sun began to rise I grabbed my clothes from the homemade dresser. I changed into jeans that were now ripped from past runs and put on a simple gray t-shirt with gray converse sneakers. I took my throwing knives to hang around my waist, I took a long thin blade knife and hide it in my high top gray converse. I tied my hair into a high ponytail and got my backpack.

It had water on the side and a flashlight on the otherside. Inside there were somethings you'd find in a first aid kit. I went to the kitchen-like area and grabbed the ham and cheese sandwich from the refrigerator as I held the Ziploc bag and put it in my bag as well as a granola bar. I zipped up my bag and grabbed an apple and left through the wall opening. I didn't want to run while I was eating my apple so I was walking around being aware of the Grievers that roamed the area.

I heard a loud rumble as the earth shook like an earthquake as the walls open for the Glade. Another place I avoid for one reason, the boys. Once done I tossed the core over my shoulder knowing the boys would find it and question it. Not like they would be able to take my DNA and find me. Let them have their searches, I'll help them when I find a way out, with or without their help.

I didn't mind letting them have a mystery person. I stopped in my tracks when I heard something fall, something metal. No way, they couldn't have killed one. Impossible. I ran toward the sound and stopped when I saw a Griever on the ground, no one around. It's a fake.

I heard footsteps approaching and looked for a place to hide, nowhere. Not even behind the ivy would help, I ran ahead a bit and rounded the corner. I peeped my head out and saw a well built asian boy, I've seen him often; he runs the maze everyday. He seemed as stunned as I was when I heard and saw it. He held in his hand my apple core and my eyes widened, he kept that? As I looked at him he began to approach the awful being, he didn't know.

I know I never said that I would help the boys but he would die. I picked up a stone and chucked it at the wall next to him. His head snapped up and I hide in the thicker ivy making sure to barely breath. As the older boy approached my heartbeat quickened in worry of being found, after all this time I had hide from them. If I was found I'd be thought to be with the creators; WICKED. He turned to me, I didn't know if he could see me through the thick ivy but when I felt a shoe come in contact with the area just under my knee I gave a startled yelp. I was yanked forwards then back into the wall, my head hitting the thick stone hard. My backpack stopped the impact on my back. I looked up at the black haired boy and saw him looking at me with shock. "Let me go!" I shrieked and used my hands to try and move his hands from my shoulders.

His eyes widened, "Who are you? What have you been doing here?" I shook my head and he shook my, hard. I could feel a bit of blood on the back of my head.

"S-stop! Please! You're hurting me!" I managed. He immediately let go of my shoulders and bent down to my height. I felt the back of my head and was met with a warm and sticky liwuid.  I looked at it, "Blood." I took off my back pack and got out the bandages and wrapped my head.

"I'm sorry." The boy said sadly. I looked up at him from my crouched position and shrugged it off simply ignoring it.

"It's fine, you were worried." I studied him, guilt written all over his face as I stood back up and slung the bag over my shoulder. "I believe we got off to a bad start, I'm Ro." I put my hand out for him to shake.