Mysteries of the Maze » Newt {1}

Eleven

Just a disclaimer, all these characters and ideas belong to James Dashner. I only own Maya!

Maya

The sound of the maze doors opening, woke me from my dreamless sleep. Newt was at the entrance with Minho and another person who looked like Alby. Which meant Newt was in charge that day.

Knowing I wouldn't get back to sleep, I got up and changed into my black camping pants and I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, too lazy to do anything else.

I chose to work with Frypan and the slicers that day since nothing needed harvesting and the boys wouldn't let me chop wood. I peeled and cut quickly but swiftly, leaving Frypan in awe as he watched me closely.

"I guess a kitchen is a women's home." He joked.

I slapped him with a piece of ham and heard the other slicers snicker around us. "Yeah and the kitchen is where all the sharp knives are so watch it."

All the boys "Ooh!" 'ed and laughed as Frypan scoffed and walked away. He called for lunch and in less than thirty seconds, a herd of boys were flooding into the homestead. I served each of them with a smile, until the very last person. Gally.

"Hey Greenie," He smirked. "I always knew a woman couldn't do anything but work in a kitchen."

"I always knew a Gally eats, sleeps and klunks. And then... oh yeah, he repeats." I retorted

The boys around us laughed and Gally frowned, moving along as he had nothing to comeback with. I served myself some food and sat at my usual table where the boys were joking around. I ate quietly, laughing when I was supposed to so they wouldn't think anything was weird. Newt and I glanced at each other, giving each other a small smile and nod.

We were better than before.

***

It rained that afternoon, and later into the evening, they still weren't back. The boys and I waited at the entrance to the maze once the rain had stopped to see if Minho and/or Alby were close. But they were nowhere in sight.

"Shouldn't someone go after them?" Thomas asked.

"Can't. It's against the rules." Gally mumbled.

The doors rumbled and began to close. Everybody tensed as the anxiety started to settle in.

"There!" Thomas suddenly exclaimed, pointing inside.

Minho and Alby emerged from around the corner. But there was something wrong. Alby was on Minho's back and he wasn't moving.

I looked up at the doors and suddenly, it was as if they were closing at sonic speed. Minho needed help. I knew that if I looked at all the screaming boys, I would change my mind. I couldn't do that.

My feet took off without my mind's permission and I heard the boys' protesting behind me. I thought it was Thomas who offered to get me, but by that time, I was already helping Minho drag Alby's unconscious body to the doors.

"Maya!" Someone screamed.

Spinning around, I realized that I was right in between the doors, as they were only a few centimeters apart. Someone tackled me out of the way and the doors slammed to a close heavily.

I hit the ground hard underneath someone and looked up to see Thomas.

"What the hell?" I exclaimed angrily.

"I just saved your life!" Thomas screamed.

I shoved him off me and he landed on his back beside me. Sitting up, I crawled over to Alby, who laid unconscious beside an angry Minho.

"Congrats. You just killed yourselves." He panted.

"Shut up, Minho. What happened?" I asked.

"What does it look like?" Minho spat. "He got stung."

"What about his head?" Thomas asked, already inspecting Alby's wounds.

"I did what I had to do." Minho mumbled.

The sound of a low grumble came from further into the maze.

"We gotta go." Minho said, standing up.

"We can't leave him." I protested.

"Oh I'm sorry, I may have forgotten that girls are so freakin sentimental!" Minho's voice dripped with sarcasm.

"Yeah and I forgot that boys only have testicles and no feelings." I spat back.

"Hey!" Thomas yelled. "This isn't going to solve anything. Maya's right, we can't just leave him."

Taking one arm, Thomas took the other and we hoisted Alby up onto our shoulders.

"Lead the way, Minho." I said, softly.

Minho hesitated for a second, but in no time, we're navigating the maze.