Alby and Charlotte strolled off together. Alby was around ten paces ahead of her, Charlotte was having to break into a run to keep up with him. She was so sweet and dainty, her long hair trailed in the wind. Charlotte was beautiful.
"You'll get her back," Thomas started from behind me, "I know she's mad now, she's strong willed and stubborn –"
"Don't you bloody dare have the cheek to tell me how the most important person in the world is, I know her! You just experimented on her!"
"Woah man, calm down-"
"Do not tell me what to do." I said, seething with a rage I never knew I had, "I am going to give you the tour and you're going to shut up while I give it, then you can go back to holding hands with Charlotte."
"Hey-"
"I said not a word." I whispered through clenched teeth. Thomas seemed to grasp the idea and followed me as I showed him the Glade. "We've only got three rules Green Bean – one, you do your fair share, we all do our bit to make the Glade run. Two, never harm another Glader. What we have is built on trust, don't do anything to destroy that. Last, but certainly not least, never enter the Maze."
"Maze?" I cocked my eyebrow at him, "What, you said Maze, what do you mean by Maze?"
"I mean a bloody maze, Greenie. The walls are all connected… And before you ask, we've tried to solve the maze. Every night it changes. Every night for three years."
"Charlotte was gone for one of those years, right?"
"What did I say about talking?"