I woke up, my eyes heavy and I wasn't where I thought I'd be, I wasn't in the box. Al and I were supposed to be switched, I'm sure as shuck not in another maze. I have to still be at WCKD. So where is Al, was he already sent up to Group A? I rolled off the bed sheets, off of the mattress I was on and looked around the room. It looked more like a cell every second. "Subject B15, get out here," a stern voice said and the door opened wide. I walked out looking straight at Janson, we had a glare off. "Instead of full on switching you both at the same time we're going to start you both somewhere with other kids your age."
My eyes widened and my heart fell, we were going into another maze. "Let me guess Group C gets its own maze?"
"You're smart but not quite. We will send you into the Scorch soon as they get out."
"Then what?" I need to plan, this information needs to get to the Right Arm. If I'm going the Scorch I can get to the Right Arm with my group. Once we entered into a large room filled with twenty other kids, of both genders and ages ten to twelve, with the exception of two. I immediately saw Al and ran up to him, giving him a huge hug, I thought I had lost him. "I thought I lost you."
I felt wetness falling onto my shoulder, tears. I pulled away, looking up at him. "Ro, they're putting me in Maze A."
My blood went cold, "Al... they're good people. I don't know how they will take it, the girl was supposed to be that last one." He gave a shuddery breath and pulled me in for a hug. "Hold on." I took a paper and a pen and began to write;
Dear Al,
I know you're going to go to the maze filled with boys. I want you to remember you're my best friend and I will be with you till the end of the line. Tell Newt, Minho, Thomas, and Chuck hello for me. Help them get out, find the hole at the cliff. If I remember correctly there is a code, use the maze as a code. Tell my dear older brother, Newt I say hello once more.Your friend, Ro.
I folded the note and put it in his pocket. "Be safe."
"They're going to take my memory."
"Stay safe, promise me that."
"I promise."
Al's POV:
"Stay safe, promise me that."
I wanted to sigh, yell and scream because I knew that was impossible, everything I'm going to? "I promise." Those two words are something I knew I wouldn't be able to follow forever, I'm going into her maze. A maze fulm of boys, and if they were anything like the girls I'm seriously worried for my life.
I could see it in Ro's eyes, she was angry at WCKD, worried about me, and she was slowly breaking from her tough act because she was still a child. I couldn't say that though, I wasn't that much older and she had to deal with more stuff now. "I promise you that I will get out, alive."
"I know you will and if you don't I will bring you back to life, kill you then bring you back and hug you." It was bad that I knew she wasn't joking, she was scary sometimes.
"Subject A11 get over here for the swipe." I looked at Ro, I could see she couldn't hide the worry spreading on her face. I gave her one last hug and I felt her shake slightly. I tried to move away but she wouldn't let go. "Subject C1 let go of A11, right now!" A voice ordered.
"Ro, it'll be okay. I could never forget you, you're my best friend." She let go and wiped her face, making no show that she was crying. "Be careful."
She gave a shaky laugh, "I should be saying that to you." I laughed and left the poor girl to talk to her new friends. When I followed the guards I became unnerved as I saw the machine that would swipe my memories. I had only got them back.
I sat down and then I felt all my memories leave my head, to think I just go them back. Next thing I heard was three words, "WCKD is Good." Then I was placed inside the Box , then I felt myself become dizzy.
I know it's short but I had a slight writers block.
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The First Glader |Canceled|
FanficThe group of boys weren't the first Gladers, no a young seven year old girl was. She's been living within the maze walls since. She has one friend that she never met, doesn't even know if he's real but that didn't matter. All she has is instinct, a...