The Maze Runner imagines (previously Newt Imagine #1)

Minho, "Racing ready."

You got into a running stance as Chuck raised his hand. He giggled slightly "racers ready?" He asked? You looked at Minho for a second. He had been saying he was the fastest in the glade and you were out to prove him wrong. "Run safe" Chuck said giggling again "GO" He yelled throwing his hand down you and Minho took off. You ran as fast as you could. All the gladers lined up on the side to watch and cheer you on. You ran into the deadheads, Newt had made a course ahead of time. You turned into the next part of the course seconds before Minho.

 "Still think you can beat me shank?" You heard Minho yell. As you turned to look he shot in front of you. You cursed under your breath and focused on just running. You and Minho had been best friends since your first day out of the box. You had to beat him, you just had to. You came up to the last part of the race, and the most risky. This part went through the maze. You had to enter through one side and emerge at the opposite side. You didn't think and just dashed in. You could hear Minho's footsteps up in front of you and kept going. "AAAHHHHH" you heard Minho yell. 

You instantly changed course to find him. A million thoughts ran through your head, was he hurt? Had he fallen? Was there a griever? It didn't matter, you had to help your friend. You ran up and saw him laying on the ground in pain. "Omg Minho, are you ok?" You asked rushing up. Minho groaned and you crouched down. "Lets get you out of here" you said picking him up and carrying him through the rest of the maze. As soon as you got him to the end of the maze, you were tired and sore from carrying hm. "Thanks friend!" Minho shouted as he took off. You stood stunned for a minute. That pile of klunk, he had tricked you!!! Minho was not going to get away with this you thought as you tried to catch up with him.