Waiting for Newt to wake up was like waiting for Minho to stop running, it never happens. His veins have been fading, which is good, but he is getting more pale, which is bad. Everyday after I run the maze I check on him. And everyday, he still doesn't wake up. Teresa goes to check on him too. We don't ever talk though. Alby moved her into Newt's room, seeing as how he won't be there for a while, I don't question it.
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"What was that shank!" Minho yells at me. I got lost in the maze again and we just barely made it back on time. I have been so overwhelmed with everything that has been happening that I just lose focus.
"I'm sorry, I just....I don't know. It won't happen again!" Getting lost once in the maze is understandable, but twice! They must think I'm a real slinthead.
"I'll make sure of it!" Thomas butts in, "You're suspended for a week!" He screams.
"Are you shucking kidding me! I just got my job back!" I say yelling forcefully.
"Then you should have handled it more carefully." Minho adds before I run out of the map room. I start to head back for the glade, my face red with anger and frustration, and sit down on a bench in the dead heads. Seeing all of the gladers working away at their jobs makes me even more angry, so I decide to just take a walk. I seem to do that a lot nowadays.
Something about the woods was peaceful. There were no gladers, no Newt, no Gally. Oh Gally. I thought about what he said to me, wondering if he still feels that way. All this time I thought he hated me! My thoughts are interrupted by a high pitched voice and I know it's Chuck.
"What are ya doin' out here slinthead?" He asks. He always tries to use Glader terms around me, I think he is trying to impress me.
"Nothing much. Just thinking." I responded, not paying much attention to him.
"About Gally?" It takes me by surprise when he said that.
"How did you know?"
"Well, all the gladers know that he loves you. I mean LOVES you! He wouldn't shut up about it at breakfast today." I stop dead in my tracks. He talks about me!
"What did he say?" I dared to ask.
"Oh, just that he is worried he hurt your feelings and that he wouldn't know what he would do without you and all that mushy stuff." He said in a mocking tone. My eyes light up with excitement and relief.
"Is he mad at me?!" I ask in anticipation. Chuck rolls his eyes and pauses for a moment. I don't think I've acted so much like, well, a girl in front of Chuck.
"I don't think it is physically or emotionally possible for him to be mad at you Y/N." I pretty much tackle Chuck for a hug and he falls down giggling and snorting. After releasing him I take off in a run towards the glade.
"Thanks Klunk head!" I yell back at him. He gives me a wave and I run full force to the builders. I need to see Gally!
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A/N: I know this was short, but this was a perfect time to end it. I am on a Thanksgiving Break right now, so I will have lots of time to write! Thanks for reading! 😘
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The Maze Runner Preferences and Imagines
FanficThis story will talk about life with the boys. If you love the maze runner. You will like this.
