Chapter 11

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∼ Seven days later ∼

"Minho please!.." - I jogged after him as he was walking through the glade.

The walls would open soon, meaning Minho and Thomas needed to stand ready to run inside the maze.

I, on the other hand, was not allowed to come along.

"Y/N how many times do I have to tell you? It's not happening." - Minho was undoubtedly annoyed by my presence. He began walking faster.

It hadn't been more than four days since my name came back to me. Most of the guys had been disappointed however, since now they couldn't call me "Greenie" anymore.

I continued following Minho all the way up to the wall where we were greeted by Thomas.

"Oh, hi Y/N" - Thomas couldn't help laughing a little as he said hi.

Ever since Minho had declined me the first time, I had been asking him to change his mind.

Therefore, me being present before they would run into the maze was starting to be a regular thing.

"Having fun with Minho?" - Thomas' smile turned into a grin. Minho looked up at him annoyed and let out a deep sigh.

"Minho you can't keep saying no forever" - I argued, crossing my arms.

"I can and I will" - He looked at me briefly only to turn his back to me.

The wall finally began opening, and the two of them got ready. Thomas turned around to look at me.

"We'll be back in no time Y/N" - He gave me a smile and spoke in a reassuring manner.

And then before I knew it, they had left once again.

Back in the glade, Newt had persuaded me to try some of the other jobs. Over time I had tried almost everything, and in the end, Newt had decided I would be a Med-jack (since it was the only thing I didn't somehow suck at).

However, being a Med-jack left me with a lot of time on my hands considering there weren't that many gladers running around with serious injuries on a daily basis.

Usually, I would spend most of it by myself. But sometimes Chuck or Newt would come over to keep me company, and in that way, I've grown quite fond of them.

Besides, the only other gladers I trust are Minho, Alby, and Thomas - Thomas in particular.

"Hey Y/N!" - Chuck came running over to me as I walked back from the wall.

"Oh, hey Chuck, what is it?" - I ruffled his hair when he reached me, a broad smile on my lips.

"You have to come! I think Gally and Newt are fighting!" - A chill ran down my spine.

They are what?!

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