New story! Yay! Sequel to 5 Things I Remember.
I woke up from a dream with a jolt. The image flashed through my mind once more, a tear escaping from it. I had dreamed of the night. The night we made it out of the Maze. The night I watched people die. The night I held a dying thirteen year old boy. I threw the covers of my sweaty legs. I was wearing a blue, huge shirt and gray shorts. Pajamas of course. My face was sweaty. I pulled a hairband off my wrist and tried my dark blonde hair into a braid.
I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I started to slash water on my face, then decided to take a shower, it might ease my mind. I turned the water on and got in. About an hour later, I emerged. I had mostly let the water run down me, wash away the Maze. The sweat of guilt. I could have jumped in front of the boy. I wasn't that brave though. He was brave. I got dressed again.
Me and Teresa slept in a different room as the boys. I missed Newt and Thomas. Jeez, clam down Nera, you'll see them tomorrow. I had almost lost Thomas...twice. As I stepped out into the room, I noticed something was different. Teresa was gone, and in her place a boy lay. I heard him shift and get ready to get up. I darted behind one of the beds, in a dark corner.
The boy entered the bathroom sleepily. Where did Teresa go? I didn't really talk to her, never had. Where was she though? I heard commotions outside but stood my ground. Then faint voices screamed, "Nera? Teresa?" It was Thomas. I kept in my hiding place, just in case. The unknown boy was still in the bathroom.
Thomas entered the room, along with the other Gladers. I spotted Newt. I saw the Gladers look around the room.
"Where are they?"
Thomas spotted the bathroom and tapped on the door. "Teresa?" A couple seconds later the boy emerged the bathroom. He stared at the Gladers confused. Thomas looked confused as well. I was confused. Where was Teresa?
Newt looked around for a second, "Nera?" He asked. I stood up from my hiding place and walked over to hug him. The boy stood utterly confused, Thomas gave him a stern look.
"Who are you? Where's Teresa?" He asked.
The boy gulped. "I'm Aris. I don't even know who Teresa is man."
