EDIT: WOW I WAS RANKED #2 in Minho... WARNING! Sometimes might be a little heavy and kinda depressing. Discusses topics of identity and abuse. You (Zia) come up the box into the glade. You are tough, caring, and can be gentle when needed. You're the first girl to be there. However, you slowly find comfort in the two boys who are best friends. Who would you choose? And how long can you last without showing your secrets? Okay guys, this is my first time writing fanfic so please don't judge me. I'm honestly hesitant on starting this in the first place and I'm a playwright at my school... so more pressure. Pls bear with me! Btw, I'm using the name Zia as the first name for the character for you guys, it's just easier. Y'all real names will be zia's middle name. All rights go to James dashner except for some characters and storylines.