5 Things I Remember

by Straight 'til Morning

When Nera wakes up in a dark box, inclining upwards, she can only remember 5 things about her past. Her name. That Thomas is her twin brother. Newt. Teresa is a traitor. WICKED is bad. What does this all mean, though? Nera is thrust into the world of the Gladers.. She's in the Maze now, and there's no going back.

21. Chapter 21

Hi you guys and girls! I reached 60 reviews! Yay, keep on reviewing! Also, I have also reached 10,000 views! So far with the poll, 5 Things I Learned is winning, if you want some other title, take the poll please. Again, it is on my page. So, I am almost done with the second book and I've been thinking a lot about what to do. I think I have some idea, but will make up the details as I go.

I sit there, letting my mind wonder. I have already figured out that without Newt, I would most likely be dead. Without Thomas though, I have no idea. I wouldn't have been in the Maze in the first place. I don't care though, I'd go into the Maze with the Grievers again if it would make him wake up and be okay. I couldn't survive without Newt. Literally.

I push myself off the floor and decide to make myself useful. So, I walk outside the Homestead. It's pretty early in the morning it looks like. So I was in there all night. The rest of the Gladers look tired as they work. It kinda reminds me of zombies. How do I even know what zombies are? Did I watch horror movies? I doubt it, considering I can't sleep after seeing the Grievers. Minho runs up to me, beside him is Newt. I'm glad to see him.

"Nera. Would you be willing to be a Runner today? Thomas isn't here and I need you to help me look at the Cliff. I already asked Newt, and he's gonna come too. Teresa said she could handle the maps by her lonesome." Minho explains.

I don't know if I would mind being a Runner for one day. I just have one simple question, though it won't effect my answer of yes. "Are there going to be Grievers?" I ask nervously.

Minho stops, thinking for a moment. Like he's deciding to lie or not. "I'm going to tell you the shuckin' truth. I don't know. I don't think so, but there's the possibility. You up for it?" He asks.

"You bloody bet I am. Come on slint-heads. Let get to running." Minho grins, and Newt smiles.

"That's my bloody shank." Newt says.

"You bet love, let's go." I reply.

Minho stops, "I'm not sure if I want to know, but what in the shuck world just went on right there."

I look over at Newt to see if he agrees with me about telling Minho the truth. Newt nods his head. I look back over at Minho.

"Nicknames." I tell him.

Minho smiles. "Cool. So wait, Nera your bloody shank, right?" I nod my head. "And Newt your love?" Newt nods. "I would have called him Newtie poo."

I am grin and sigh. "I know. I tried."