Property of WICKED

Chapter 6 ~ Addicted

"Iris, slinthead, don't be shy!" Minho said in a rather slurred voice, he took his drink and chugged the last bit down before throwing his glass and diving into the water.

Iris, having an internal debate with herself finally gave in. She completely blamed the alcohol, but began undoing her belt.

Newt was next to hop into the water, immediately splashing water at Minho who returned the favour.

She was thankful for the darkness that surrounded them all, the only light came from the moon and even that wasn't light enough because of the trees that engulfed them.

"here i come!" Frypan shouted before jumping straight in between Minho and Newt, making them attempt to shield their eyes from the splash.

Iris slipped off her cargo pants, she stumbled slightly and chuckled at all three of the guys splashing one another. Iris tried lifting her shirt off her head, but once again lost her footing ever so slightly. She whipped it off eventually revealing a navy blue bra she was wearing, again she didn't have any memory to how she acquired this but hoped she had put it on herself.

She stepped up onto one of the rocks, but that was her first mistake. Thomas wanted a little revenge and came up behind her, he wrapped both his arms around her waist and pulled her into the water alongside himself. Completely submerged he finally let go off her and she swam to the top.

"You ass!" She laughed splashing water in his direction, all of them laughed along due to Gallys stupid drink.

They all sat around the pool, on the slightly submerged rocks and began talking and reminiscing on everything that had happened in the glade. Iris and Thomas were listening intently to the stories and memories they didn't experience but the way all of them told the stories made them feel like they were there.

"And then Minho here, decided to threaten chuck and say if he didn't steal Gallys alcohol stash, he would shove him into the maze with the grievers." Frypan said in between laughs, all four of them started laughing again.

"That's awful!" Iris said as she held onto her stomach from laughing at how cruel it was.

"Frypan, you swore you would never tell that story to anyone!" Minho placed both hands over his face and sighed loudly as they all continued to say how cruel he was.

"Hey where'd my drink go?" Newt began looking in all directions for said drink but couldn't locate it, he even looked in the actual water they were all sat in.

"I'll go get some more for us." Iris stepped up out the water using the rocks and pulled her drunken self up.

"I'll come too." Thomas got out of the water alongside her and they both started heading back for drinks, half naked..

They stumbled throughout the woods, both tripping on sticks and stones and falling into one another while trying to contain their laughter as they were getting fairly close to the rest of the sleeping gladers.

"Shhh!" Thomas raised his index finger to his lips as they were trying to walk in a straight line past the snoring gladers. Thomas took her wrist and lunged her past all of them, to the kitchen where the alcohol was stashed.

She was surprised that whoever put them in the maze, supplied alcohol for them all, i mean it was definite that half of them who did have the occasional drink where underage, but then again who was there to stop them?