The Maze Runner

Part 3

I watch him cautiously, making sure he doesn't walk in past those walls.
"Aye okay Greenie, lesson learned." I say trying to change his mind about getting closer. "Get your arse back to Homestead."
Homestead is where everyone sleeps; we all have bunk beds. They aren't the most comfortable but they're more comfortable then the ground. Before I could grab his arm and pull him back, Gally runs over and shoves him to the ground. I push Gally back for the new guy.
"What the hell? Get off me!" The new guy yelled as Gally just glares at me.
Some of the guys start running over including Newt and Alby.
"Why are we here? Why were we put in a-" Before the new guy could finish his question; a loud, rumbling roar comes from within the Maze.
Our eyes all turn to inside the Maze.
"What the...?" I hear the guy say before the wall slowly starts moving to close for the night.
We all watch the doors close; some guys even went back to working thinking something more exciting was happening.
"Why did the doors close?" The new guy asks before Gally chuckles.
"Listen Greenie, you won't get anywhere here by asking stupid questions." Gally says draping his arm over my shoulder.
"Gally, he's new. Asking questions is normal." I say looking up frowning at how rude he was being to him.
"Doesn't mean jack to me." Gally says before leaning in.
I shake my head before elbowing him in the chest and taking Greenie's arm; walking him to Homestead. I can only imagine Gally's facial expression right now but I was mad at him for treating this guy who knew nothing like an complete idiot; even though he was an idiot but he soon won't be when his questions will be answered.
"The doors close at night so we don't get swarmed by the Grievers." I say unsure if he still wanted the question answered.
He didn't reply to me straight way, leaving me question whether he heard me or not.
"Thanks." I hear him say ever so quietly.
I smile softly to myself.
"If you get into trouble, come find me and I'll beat their sorry arses up." I say hearing a chuckle come from his mouth. "There we go, finally."

Night finally fell on us within the hour, I grabbed a torch as did the rest of the Keepers.
"Ready?" Alby shouted. "Light him up!"
We threw the torches into the bunch of sticks which were built in the shape of a fort. It lit up like a Christmas tree; within seconds the guys all cheered as their happiness filled the air. I smile and grab a drink, sitting on a log, drinking a drink Gally makes for us Gladers. It tastes ghastly. It's like alcohol to us, kinda makes us feel better after a long day of hard work; a drink well earned. Gally sits beside me with confusion and sorrow in his eyes.
"Hey, I'm sorry about earlier...I hate when we fight." Gally sighs before I turn to look at him. "I think I just got jealous, Adriana, is all."
"You're different around me to everyone else." I state motioning to the guys. "You're a complete asshole to everyone else then to me, you treat me like...But you know we aren't...together right? We're just having fun?"
Gally's face changed ever so slightly as if a bit of hurt was in his eyes.
"Yeah, I know. Only fun." Gally repeated before looking at the other Gladers. "I think I'm going to start touching these boys up."
Gally gets up, pulling his shirt down as he stands before looking down at me; he nods slightly before kissing my forehead before disappearing amongst the boys. I roll my eyes and see Greenie and Newt sitting alone on one of the logs; I smile before walking over to them.
"Hey guys, watcha talking about?" I ask taking a seat between the boys as there was enough room.
Newt pointed up, none of us spoke as we softly hear the Maze walls change within the Maze.
"That's the Maze, it changes every night." Newt says as we both look at Greenie's reaction.
"So approximately, how big is the Maze?" He asks as Newt looks at me.
"Well, it's freaking huge, ya shank." I laugh shaking my head. "We've been here for two years mapping out the freaking thing."
I take another gulp of the awful drink before looking back and pointing, Greenie and Newt look back following my gaze.
"See those guys over there?" I ask pointing to some guys standing by the fire with one sitting on a log, finishing his food. "They're the Runners. They run out there every day like I explained earlier. The one in the middle, is Minho. He's the Keeper of the Runners."
"I want to be a Runner." I hear Greenie say before Newt almost chokes on the drink.
"What?" Newt laughs, shaking his head. "No one wants to be a Runner."
I hold my drink out to him.
"Have some." I smile softly before he returns the smile.
"It'll put some hair on your chest." Newt chimes in.
Greenie looks between us before taking the drink and tasting it before handing it back to me and gagging, spitting the drink out.
"Oh my god, what is that?" Greenie asks coughing before wiping his mouth on his sleeve.
"We don't even know." Newt says letting a chuckle before looking back. "It's Gally's recipe. He made it for all of us; have enough of this stuff and you'll be tripping."
Greenie looks back at Gally before looking down at his hands.
"Doesn't mean he's not an asshole." Greenie mumbles before looking over at me with his brown eyes. "Except you, Adriana. He treats you different."
I just return his gaze before drinking the rest of my drink.
"Maybe because I'm the only girl, feels like he needs to protect me." I shrug softly before Newt laughs before shaking his head.
"You need protecting?" Newt repeats slapping his thigh. "Ha that's the funniest thing I heard all day."
I stand up and offer Greenie and Newt my hands.
"Arses up; let's show this Greenbean what I'm really made of." I say with a devilish smirk on my face.
Greenie follows behind me and Newt as we walk through the Gladers; I managed to pick up another drink on the way through. Newt tells Greenie who is who and which group is what; more importantly, he explains who the Keepers of the groups are. We walk over to where a circle is formed and Gally is in the middle, trying to wrestle with the Gladers, helping them with tactics and to be stronger.
"Hey Gally, why don't we show these Gladers what we're made of?" I smirk, grabbing the other Glader by the shirt which Gally had just thrown to the ground.
I pat him on the chest before moving him to the outta circle. This should be one hell of a fight.

TO BE CONTINUED