"You're right!" he exclaimed, reaching over and grabbing both of my hands in his. A flicker of remembrance crossed his face before he grinned hugely and an overexcited, dramatic squeal came from his lips. "Step one of the sleepover process complete," I said to him. I plopped on a sofa next to Minho, who was patting his full stomach like it was a drum. Smiling was also a plus.Īfter eating, we washed up and were allowed to sit around. Most people were silent, but I could tell that we were all content with what we were given. It was the best thing I'd ever had, save the grease that coated my fingers. Clothes and bathroom necessities were passed out, and then dinner was served- pizza. Actual, fluffy, soft beds instead of the lumpy ones we had in the Homestead. Minho said it best upon our arrival: "I've been shucked and gone to heaven."Ī small staff was in charge of us that consisted of nine smiling men and women dressed in black pants and white shirts. The pop of color lifted my spirits slightly. It was a stark contrast to the dull darkness of the Glade- one that I was not about to disagree with. The walls were sunshine yellow, blankets red, and curtains light green. It was like a rainbow had been smeared through the place. I couldn't help but notice the frilly curtains that adorned the windows. One of the people led us down a long, brightly lit hallway. There was an open area just inside the entrance, almost like a foyer. The storm was gone, and the sun now shined down on us with intense heat as we trudged inside. The vehicle had parked in a muddy lot outside of a seemingly normal building with rows of windows on the sides. We were barely given enough time to get ourselves together before we Gladers were ushered off the bus. My neck ached from the awkward position and I reached my hands above my head to stretch. We had both fallen asleep during some point in the two-hour ride. My head was resting against Newt's shoulder, his head on top of mine. I jumped and blinked, rubbing my tired eyes in order to see. The slam of the gas pedal shook me awake. If it wasn't for you, this wouldn't have been possible. I do not own The Maze Runner, but I do own this particular fanfic, and I would like to thank you for the immense amount of support you guys have given me.
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