Glader Woods NEWTMAS

Chapter 4

THOMAS POV:

The gladers grabbed Minho and started to carry him away. Minho was screaming some words he shouldn't be as they carried him. Newt picked me up and sat me in the wagon. He started to pull the wagon and we followed everyone else. We made it to a building that seemed to be a court room. Newt left the wagon outside and sat me on a chair next to Minho. The gladers started talking. "I say we run for it" said Minho. "How, you are tied to the chair and I can't run. Besides the gladers will catch us. I think you need a better plan" I said. "Well, I found seven pages. I just need the last one and we can go" said Minho. I signed annoyed. "Minho, it's 8 pages per person. Plus that person has to find them" I said. The gladers looked at us. "Why don't you say it to my face" asked Minho sarcastically. Eyebrows frowned and grabbed a knife. He walked up to Minho and held his head back. Eyebrows held the knife up to Minho's neck. I saw fear in Minho's eyes.

"WAIT, I'm sorry okay. Don't kill me please. Turn me into a glader if you must but please don't kill me. I'm not sure Thomas will ever recover from that" said Minho trying to play tough on the last line. I could tell he was just using me as a excuse but I would hate to have him die right in front of me. Eyebrows removed the knife and let go of Minho. The gladers all looked at each other. Minho was a little nervous. I was two. The gladers finished their chat. I wish I knew what they said. The one who sniffed Minho left. He came back with a needle, string, and a tube of lip stick it looks like. The boy walked up to Minho and started putting the lip stick on Minho. We were both confused. The boy rubbed the stick around Minho's lips. The boy stood up and looked at his watch. "Is the lipstick suppose to do anything" I asked. I wasn't really expecting the gladers to answer though. "Well, my lips are starting to feel numb" said Minho. It must of just been numbing gel or something. I just assumed lipstick because it looked like a tube of lipstick.

We waited a minute or two before the boy walked up to Minho again. He touched Minho's lip but I don't think Minho felt it. The boy slowly started to sew Minho's mouth shut. I'm surprised Minho isn't shouting but at least he isn't in pain. Plus I guess he kinda wanted it. The boy finished sewing Minho's mouth shut and looked into his eyes. Minho fainted. Did it actually work? The yawn disappeared and Minho's broken arm was healed. The people who dared me to come in here broke my arm and I assume they did the same to Minho. "Minho" I asked. He didn't respond. Minho opened his eyes and picked his head up. He seemed a little tired. The boy untied Minho and then the gladers went back to talking. Minho seemed to join the talk. I kinda wish he didn't turn. I enjoyed having someone to talk to. However if I do become a glader then my body should heal. Almost as if they read my mind all the gladers and Minho looked at me. I said nothing and looked at the floor. I'm not becoming a glader. Not yet anyway. I might later but not today. The gladers all left and Newt put me in the wagon again.