I'M NOT A HUNDRED PERCENT SURE IF THIS CHAPTER WAS NECESSARY.
But hey what are you gonna do about it? Riot?
Rated Mature Because I'm legally an adult! I VOTED!
Disclaimer If I got a choice to own one famous story it would be Star Wars. Even though the movies are older than me.
Chapter 11: Pretty Boy
-Aaron-
Tommy.
What? Shaking my head I tried to go back to focusing. I've been remembering a couple random names like Chuckles and Gal Pal… though I'm not sure what kind of names those were. Most likely nicknames… or their parents have a sick sense of humor.
Terry.
Would you shut up? I'm trying to plan here! I let out a long frustrated sigh while running my hand though my hair. God I'm annoying! My other hand was lightly dragging on the wall to my right. I'd decided to stick to following one wall so I could simply turn around and run straight back to my hiding spot. Now all I had to do was find Knives, that's what I've been calling the blonde boy, and somehow acquire his weapons.
"You're positive that this is the way she went?" A voice demanded sounding from directly in front of me.
My eyes budged out as I turned to the wall I'd been following and began to climb the vines. I was surprised at how easily I scaled the wall since this was the first time I remember doing it. Sliding behind the greenery as much as I could, I peeked down to see a couple of boys jog down the hall I was hiding in.
"Of course I'm positive!" Knives snapped at his companion. "I'm the one who actually found her, remember?"
"I know but if we don't catch her Minho's going to be livid." The other groaned rubbing his chin in agitation. "I can't believe you just let her get away like that."
"Are you kidding me?" Knives growled stepping directly below me. "Maze Girl could out run the grievers with one leg cut off."
He's in the perfect position for me to jump.
Oh what a wonderfully idiotic idea! I leaned forward slightly to get a better view. Do it.
A devilish smile spread across my face as I shoved myself from the vines before I could talk myself out of it. For a second I felt my stomach in my throat as I dropped… and I could have sworn life slowed down for a few moments before I finally fell on my target. Knives buckled under the sudden weight and fell to the ground with a grunt. I couldn't hold in my amazed laughter even if I'd wanted to.
"Holy shit." I giggled looking up at the other boy. "That was awesome!" In his shocked state he just stared surprised at me while I swiped a couple of the throwing knives off of Knives's frozen in surprise body. I didn't think it was possible to get your eyes as wide as his had been at that moment.
I mocked a salute before tearing off to find my original hiding spot.
"What just happened?" I heard Knives demand in awe.
This isn't all that bad… it's kind of fun.
Seriously? Only you could manage to make a situation like this into a game.
My sprinting halted when I saw him. Standing in the center of the long hall was a tall boy panting as if he'd just got done with a race. I fidgeted when he locked eyes with me but didn't make a move. I couldn't move and I'm still not sure if it was out of fear or because he looked damn fine without a shirt on. His golden skin seemed to glisten in the sun, probably from sweat, and his black hair was gelled in place. I raised an eyebrow and mentally scolded myself for nearly drooling at the sight of him.
It seemed that my surprised face was mirrored onto his own as his eyes traveled up and down my body just as mine had done to him. Finally his expression changed to a calm stoic state as he gently raised his hands in surrender and stepping cautiously towards me like I was some wild animal. I gritted my teeth at his actions before smirking and turning on my heel to leave him in my dust.
I'd expected him to yell out for me to stop just like the others had but instead there was just silence. Well, until I heard the footsteps just behind me. I glanced back and met his brown, determined eyes no less than a couple yards from me.
Shit, he's fast.
And hot.
Calm down there hormones, you can have a go at Pretty Boy there when I know he isn't an insane cultist wanting to gut me.
Turning a corner I realized that I'd been retracing my steps and saw Knives and his buddy jogging in my direction. Peaking over my shoulder I winced as I saw Pretty Boy was nearly on my heels. I forced my feet to carry me along faster than I thought was possible as I thought of ways to bypass the two guys ahead of me.
"Don't let her get through!" Pretty Boy ordered sounding surprisingly clear for someone who was sprinting their hardest.
I watched the two boys do as they were told and prepare to catch me at all cost though they both wore an expression that told me they weren't expecting to succeed. Hell, they didn't even try to grab me as I hopped onto the wall and ran right over their heads. Some part of me was jumping up and down like a giddy school girl at the stunt I'd just pulled but I was too focused on the boy that was still hot on my trail.
Key word being hot.
Are you kidding me? Shut. UP!
I didn't dare look back as I heard his panting just right behind me. So far I'd lost the boys who chased me after only a few turns but this one has all but caught me after only a few moments and I was slowly wearing out. Finally fed up I checked over my shoulder again to see him barely out of arms reach. With the small moment of eye contact we shared I shot him a smirk right before I curled into a defensive ball at his feet. Unable to slow his momentum Pretty Boy was forced to trip over my body sending him face first into the ground.
"Tag, you're it." I cooed back peddling away from the boy as he held his bleeding nose. "Better luck next time, Pretty Boy!"
-Minho-
"I'm telling you! I don't think she has he memories!" Ben snapped throwing his hands up in aggravation. "You guys didn't see her… she had the greenie look."
"Didn't seem that way when she attacked you from the buggin' wall!" Henry shouted angrily. "She's jacked in the head."
"She's not jacked. You are!" Ben defended pushing his way into Henry's face. "You were lucky being sent up by the box but she's out there right now stuck in the shuck maze without her memories! If anything I'd expect her to be a sobbing mess but she manned up and she totally kicked out asses!"
"Why are you saying that like it's something to be praised?" Henry growled not backing down from Ben's angry rampage.
"Because it is." I finally sighed pushing Clint out of my face so I could give them both a knowing look. "If what that shank is saying is true then that makes the Maze Girl one of the strongest people I've ever met."
"How can you say that after what she did to you?" Henry demanded with an unbelieving look.
"What she did to me?" I let out an airy laugh before shaking my head. Shuck girl actually knocked me on my ass… or rather my face and did it while smiling at me.
"Tag, you're it." She grinned as she jogged backwards. Damn her voice did things to me that I wasn't used to. My already racing heart picked up speed and this feeling of pure admiration filled me. "Better luck next time, Pretty Boy."
Pretty Boy? I smirked, watching her small figure disappear behind a turn in the maze. Licking my lips I casually wiped the blood off of my face and sighed deciding that even if it was the last thing I did I was going to catch that girl.
"Minho, do you think she's ok out there?" Ben asked shaking me out of my memory.
I shrugged. "If anyone can survive a night out there I'm sure it's her." Or at least I really truly hope it is.
