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Chapter 22. Just A Pot Of Stew

Today I was working with the cooks. I woke up early and and couldn't go back to sleep. I lightly shook him to see if he would wake up, but he didn't. Because I slept on the inside of the bed against the wall, I carefully I crawled over Newt to get out of bed.

He was sleeping on his back so his stomach faced up. I swung one leg over him and was able to touch the floor a bit. So putting both of my arms on either side of him I pushed my leg off the bed so my weight got shifted to my other leg.

Now I was right on top of him, hovering above where he peacefully slept. He didn't know I was above him, and I hoped he didn't wake up, or that Alby opened the door. Alby woukd NOT be happy about that. Would be the most painfully confusing explanation.

Please don't wake up! Please don't wake up!

Standing on the grounded leg I pulled my other leg over him and stood up moving my arms.

I accidentally hit him in the stomach when I pulled my leg over him, causing him to let out a small Oof! He didn't wake up, surprisingly. But shifted and turned over onto his side, facing the wall.

I grabbed some clothes out of the closet and pulled them on before Newt could wake up, and flew down the stairs and out the door. Today I was rather excited to work with the cooks today.

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Only a few of the Gladers were just starting to wake up, rolling away their sleeping bags and tidying up the hammocks. But most still slept. I checked my watch, 6:00 a.m.

Still one whole hour before the wake up.

I ventured over to the tables by the kitchen and sat down. The sun was just starting to rise above the maze walls. Watching the sun rise was calming, and gave the Glade a bit of a sense of humanity.

I wanted to find out what lie behind those walls, what all this was meant for. I wanted to find the way out of this hell hole.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of pots moving behind me. I jumped up and spun around. Frypan stood there moving pots onto a stove and food onto counters.

"Hey Eliza, you're quite jumpy ain't you?" He chuckled.

"Guess so, you scared me!" I giggled.

"Sorry 'bout that. So you're working with us today, huh?" He asked. "Well just one more hour before wake up, so we probably should get started."

A few other cooks came over to start making breakfast. We began cooking, making pancake batter and pouring it into pans. Putting some bacon on there too, we made a lot of food in only 45 minutes.

I noticed the kitchen had electric appliances such as a dishwasher, sink, blender, things like that placed everywhere.

Guess the Creators still give electricity over memories of who we were, wonderful. I thought.

Before we knew it, boys were lining up to eat. I helped Fry hand out food while the other cooks put dirty dishes in the sink and dishwasher.

Boy after boy, we handed out food until all of their plates were full. Alby, Winston, Zart, Clint, Jeff, Minho, and Newt. Everyone got plenty of food.

We then got food and walked over to our tables and sat with the others.

"You got up early," Newt said out of the blue.

I choked on a bit of bacon before answering. "What?" I stuttered.

"You got up early, I felt you hit me in the stomach by accident. You really thought I'd sleep through that?" He smirked.

Everyone at the table looked at us and Alby raised a eyebrow, "And what else?"

"Nothing else happened!" I Blurted, I didn't want Alby to get mad. Nothing happened really, I just got up early.

Everyone went back to eating when Newt got up close to my ear. With nobody looking he whispered, "Ya know i was awake when you were changing, I just wasn't looking. You're really cute when you're flustered."

I felt my cheeks go completely red, anyone could tell how hard I was blushing. He went back to eating and left me to think.

God, he was hot. His accent gave me butterflies and his eyes were so kind. He had mussels and abbs, and oh boy that jawline. I always felt like that around him, this weird feeling.

I remember what this feeling was called, something that everyone in middle and high school raved about.

Crushes

Crushes was what you felt when you loved someone, but not in a friendship and family way, but a intimate way.

But how could I already have a crush on him? I've only been here for a week! I didn't want to think of it too much right now so I went back to eating.