I glared at her as I sharpened my spear. Teresa from Group A, who ruined my life. Or maybe it was WICKED. I don't know. All I know is that I was happy. I had a boyfriend, I was the leader of my own tribe of sorts, and everyone listened to me. I had happiness. I had power. Now? All I have is sweat running down my face and orders to kill my soulmate. Everything I had is gone. But I'm just biding my time. I won't kill her, but I'm getting rid of her. I'm getting everything she took from me back, no matter what it takes.
I guess my problem started the day after we escaped from the maze. Who was there? Me, Sonya, obviously. I was still the leader then. Harriet, who was my best friend and second in command. Aimee, who figured out the maze and led us to "freedom". Rachel and Lizzy both died getting out. I still had Jackie, Hannah, Kat, and Newt. Newt was my boyfriend. He was the only boy in our group and he was in a room by himself. So when we woke up, we all went to the main room to eat. Newt wasn't there, but we assumed he was sleeping. After a while we started to get worried and opened his door. However, when we walked in, the only person in the room was a tall, limber girl with wavy dark hair who was pointing a spear at us. Harriet and I looked at each other, trying to decide how to deal with this. Before we could make a move the girl began to speak. "Who are you?" She asked with deadly calmness. I carefully began to speak. "Everyone except Harriet, leave. Go find your weapons in case this goes wrong." I said under my breath to the other girls, not taking my eyes off of the stranger. Reluctantly, they left and Harriet shut the door. I turned back to the girl. "There are 35 girls out there with weapons. If you make an aggressive move against one of us," I gestured at Harriet and I, "They will come in and they will have no mercy. So I think you should explain first." I said cautiously but firmly. She appeared to weigh her options, finally setting down her spear but keeping her defensive stance. "Okay." She nodded, taking a deep breath. "I'm Teresa. Only girl in the glade. Now, who the hell are you?"

"The Glade?" Harriet broke in. "That's not right. We're from the Glade." Teresa glared at her. "Well, I am too. Ever consider there might be more than one?" She snapped. Harriet took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "Explain more about your Glade." I demanded, watching her closely. "Fine. I arrived a couple weeks ago in this box. Didn't know my name or where I came from. Didn't have any memories. Everyone got freaked out because someone had just arrived and I wasn't supposed to come yet. Also, there weren't any other girls. Minho and Thomas broke us out, and we came to a building like this. In the middle of the night, some guys brought me here and now my friends are missing and you slintheads are here instead." She explained quickly. Harriet inhaled sharply, reflecting my thoughts. It was us, but opposite. I wracked my brain for my next move. "Teresa, why don't you stay in here and we'll go explain what's happening." I said, looking to her for confirmation. "No." She replied, holding her head high. "No?" Harriet and I repeated incredulously. "No. I can explain for myself." Teresa said authoritatively, striding out the door. I stood in shock for a second before quickly following after her.

Seated at the tables, all of the girls looked up as the three of us entered the main room. Harriet and I stood to the side, waiting to see what Teresa would do. "Hello, everybody." She said calmly despite the three dozen hostile faces in front of her. "I'm Teresa. Long story short, I'm from another maze that was similar to yours except it was all boys. Last night I was switched with the lone boy in your group, but I was sent to be your new leader. Now-" At that point I cut her off. "Excuse me?" I said loudly. "I'm the leader here." The girls all nodded. Teresa just looked miffed. "Well, not anymore." She replied disdainfully. "I have my own plans. I-" I interrupted her again. "You can't walk in here and decide to lead. Even if something were to happen to me, Harriet would take over. And I would be extremely careful about the next words that come out of your mouth or 'your group' will take their spears and stab you to death." I threatened angrily. She rolled her eyes. "Okay. Obviously you all respect strength, right?" She questioned as if we were five year olds. We all nodded mutely. "Then we'll do this the old fashioned way. You and I will fight, and the winner gets to be leader."