Helicopter Ride To The Unknown

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I wake up, my eyes snap open and I try to get a look at my surroundings,
"Shhhh, your safe don't worry," Newt murmurs to me
I look around and realise I'm inside a helicopter, the loud sound of propellers can be heard from above. Minho, Newt, Thomas, Teresa and a few other gladers are sat with us. I scan for any sights of Frypan and the other survivors but there is none. As if reading my mind Minho says,
"The others went in another helicopter, "
I nod. Newt plays with my hair while Clint examines my leg injury.
"Ugh, I feel like a piece of klunk," I moan rubbing my temple
"We all do," mutters Minho
"You don't look like one," states Newt
"You look even worse, " jokes Minho but no one laughs
I roll my eyes and sit up straight.
"No she doesn't, you look beautiful, " he pauses " your hair still somehow has a shine to it, you've got a cut on your left cheek but it looks more badass than ugly. The rest of your skin is pale with a couple of bruises running up your arms, your lips are perfectly plump and a shade of light red. Oh, and your eyes are still piercing green."
My lips curve into a smile, and a warm, fuzzy feeling grows inside of me.
"You don't look ugly either," I say "your hair is still soft and your skin is pale with only a handful of bruises. You've got a cut up your arm but it's not bleeding, and one here too, " I point to his neck " your eyes are warm and a cinnamon brown with flecks of yellow near the pupil,"
I blush when I realise everybody is eavesdropping on our conversation.
"You also look adorable when you blush," he whispers into my ear
I punch him lightly on the shoulder and gaze out the window. The view is incredible but also brings back terrible memories, you can see at least 2 miles of the maze and its cold, unforgiving walls. I lean against Newt and close my eyes. Only listening to the humming of the engine and loud sounds from outside...

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