The maze runner (fanfic)

The box shudders and quakes.

I looks round and see nothing.

The box slams to a stop and I'm thrown sideways, I raise a hand to my mouth and it comes away sticky with blood.

The sound of a heavy latch clicks and the doors above swing open,

"welcome to the glade green- oh shuck! it's a bloody girl!" a boy with a English accent exclaims.

"what?!" a dark skinned boy says, pushing the English one aside to get a better look.

I scuttle back and I hit the back wall.

"hey you shanks! your scaring her!" says a different voice.

how many is there?

Someone jumps into the box and offers me their hand,

"Names Thomas, greenie."

I blink and take his hand, he pulls me to my feet. He climbs out then reaches down and pulls me out.

"woah greenie, your light." he stands me in the grass and I look around I see a cluster of trees, I sprint for them.

I hear muffled shouts and footsteps behind me and I push harder, I scale a tree and look down at the group below.

Thomas is chuckling and the blonde English one is smiling at me, but the one with the dark skin, Alby I heard someone say, looks livid.

"Get down here you little slinthead!" he yells.

I lie back against the tree, "And what if I don't?' I tease.

" oh you little-" he tries to climb the tree but he is to heavy and falls, earning a laugh from the others.

An Asian kid steps forward, "dude, leave her she's gotta come down at some point. Me, Newt and Thomas will stay and wait her out."

"fine" Alby grumbles, "everyone to homestead!"

They all leave except three. The Asian kid looks up,

"sorry 'bout Alby. I'm Minho. Blondie here's Newt. And you've met this shank, Thomas."

"what's your name?" Newt says.

"Tori. My names Tori." I look down.

Thomas speaks, "Greenie, you come down and we can take you to homestead in the morning, we can camp here tonight just us four. Alby won't know." he grins then turns to Minho. "Hey slinthead, get us some food from frypan, pretend greenbean here is still treed."

I slide down the tree  and notice how small I am compared to them.

"what age am I? " I whisper, my memory is gone, I can only remember my name.

Newt and Thomas look at each other. " About a year younger than me and Tommy here." Newt says.

I raise my eyebrows,

"Fifteen." Thomas guesses.

Minho arrives with food and a wet rag, "brought this for your lip" he holds up the rag, he hands me a sand which and half a carrot.

I eat half the sandwich and a couple of bites of the carrot. Minho looks at me, he smiles.

"More for me" he says.

I hear a loud horrible stone-against-stone sound. I spring to my feet, Newt grabs my calf.

"slim it greenie, its only the doors closing."

"doors?" I question.

None of them answer, "Let's get that lip cleaned," Minho glances at the others. He leads me to a log and dabs at my lip, I wince and look up, he stops and looks at me.

"what?" I say.

He laughs and I smile, "your pretty." he says.

"right, and I'm also secretly a man." I laugh.

"seriously." he looks down.

"where are we?" I ask, adding a serious tone to my voice.

He looks into my eyes and I look into his brown ones.

He sighs,

                                 "The Maze"

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