AN: This story is based on of Maze runner. If you haven't read it (You should) it is about landing in the middle of the 'glade' where boys live as they struggle to get by. They are surrounded by a steel maze that closes up every night until a girl arrives! The first girl! That is all I am spilling but this story is based on a girly version (not as bad). Now let me introduce you to: My heart is in a maze!

My heart is in a maze: A clique story based off Maze Runner.

Chapter one

The blue of the Skye

She began her new life, sitting down in the clear glass elevator, surrounded by warm humid air. Glass against some sort of metal, she felt herself dropping. She looked down to see that she was at least fifty feet up in the air, slowly moving to the ground. The glass elevator then swayed a bit to the right, hovering over a clear blue ocean that she had failed to see before. With this new ocean, she shifted her weight and fell over, crawling on her palms and legs over the corner. Sinking into the warmth of the outside, she managed to lie down. With another jolt, she found herself sinking faster than before. She now noticed a small platform in the water, like a boat. She wanted to cry but with the container being glass she was scared of someone seeing her.

My name is Massie. She thought dryly to herself, her grown up voice surprising her. Not only her voice surprised her, that the small detail of her name was all she could remember. Mass-e, what a funny name. She couldn't bring herself to think of any other names but her mind was thinking close to flawlessly. She could see multiple houses lined in a row, beautiful horses in endless fields, spa days, her mom, perfume, and apples: yet she couldn't remember something as easy as her last name. She did know one thing: the glass box had landed on the little steam boat. She glanced around the wooden flooring that replaced the glass box, as the boat began to move very fast: sickening the poor girl. She was about to scream when a group of girls anywhere from the age 12 from 17 walked out.

"Look at her!"

"She looks pretty young!"

"Hope she enjoyed the luxury trip here, no way back now."

Massie opened her eyes and stood up to see three blondes crowding the glass elevator, one with a hammer in her hand. The taller one, with bright green eyes and a perfect summer tan, sliced through the glass and pushed the elevator back up with amazing force. Massie would have screamed if it hadn't been for the fact her legs were still attached to the ground. She glanced back at the other two, both pale and really pretty. The younger looking blondes had blue eyes and blonde-white hair: like someone Massie knew at the back of her head.

"Welcome to the Islands of Skye girly, there is no return from here."

Massie sat down on the floor of the boat, now realizing that it was heading toward a large body of land only a couple of miles away. Her heart beat began to ease away slowly as if someone had removed a large weight from her chest. Now that she was breathing normally, she brushed some sand off of her summer dress (which was red and ended at her tanned knees) and looked up at the girls. "Where am I?" Massie asked, feeling younger than she could have imaged.

"No where good, we are heading back to the islands, the safe part, to meet our leader Skye. We can tell you more than, girly." The older one told her, biting her lip and looking over the edges of the boat to the island which was now only a few moments away.

"Who are you than?" Massie asked feeling what was once fear melt into confusion. This girl was at least fourteen while the others seemed so young!

"Just a sailor, here to explore the rivers and get us out of here. Now shut your hole girly, we need Skye." The blonde snapped suddenly, and the two other girls straightened up. Massie did the same, rising and pulling at her split ends: trying to fit into the surrounding. If someone was going to beat up the weakest she didn't want to look like it.

A tall blonde, around the age of seventeen, got onto the boat and looked at Massie. Massie realized she must have been the leader because of the way she carried herself: full of pride and respect for the land. Massie looked around the island: filled with brown tree houses many stories up, colorful and shining with beautiful birds dancing around. Other boats were landing, as girls just like her came to go see the new arrival. "The name is Skye, welcome to the maze."

The older girl who was on the boat, walked up behind Skye and playfully slapped her. Skye looked shocked as if she was going to throw her off the building, but when she realized it was the blonde girl, she relaxed. "I am Kristen, my job is to go around and look for a way out of this wreck through the waters! You are not allowed in the waters and you are not allowed into my tree fort!" Kristen smiled sweetly, patting Massie on the back.

"I am Massie!" Massie smiled nervously to the two other blondes.

"Oh! I am Olivia and my sister is Claire, we were the newbies before you!" The first girl wearing a pink dress smiled while her twin wearing the blue one smirked. "Now come on, we have to go eat dinner before the Maze closes!" Claire smirked, dragging the two across the yard. Massie smiled before realizing something about the maze: She had been there before.