A/N: Ok, so this is based off my irl events. Not everything ofc, but the gist of it is. Just not the details. So.. we'll see how it turns out. The chapters are most likely to be short and it will definitely be a chapter book. Also, I'm so very sorry if the characters are too ooc, but that's how I need them to be and if you don't like, then don't read.
Disclaimer: The Maze Runner belongs to James Dashner and this is a modern day AU.
Enjoy!
Thomas had hoped for a normal summer. He had just finished 10th grade and Thomas had hoped for a girl-free, school-free, drama-free, and only guys and video games doing crazy shit summer. But noooo. That is not what he got. Nope.
It all started a few weeks after school ended. Him and his friends all lived in the same neighbourhood so everyday he would go out and find them to hang out for the day.
And every single day, Thomas hung out with the same people. Teresa, Brenda, Newt, Minho, Chuck, Frypan, Winston, and Alby. Thomas would hang out with his friends eight hours a day and so far, his summer was a blast. And then at some point things got a bit more complicated.
Thomas noticed how Teresa would often tease Brenda causing her to blush whenever he was around. But like most boys, Thomas wasn't sure what to think of it and just assumed that was just how most normal girls acted.
In a way, he was right, but at the same time he couldn't be more wrong.
It was the last day of school and like any last days of school, the school was buzzing with excitement. Adolescents so excited to be freed from their prison. So, utterly, blissfully happy. Even the nerdiest kids were excited. That's just the kind of vibe and energy last days of school gave off.
Thomas opened his locker and scrummaged through the mess of schoolwork and supplies, but was interrupted when he felt a slap on his head. "What the hell, Minho?" He yelled, causing more heads to look his way.
Minho laughed and slapped him on the head even harder this time. "Sure thing, Tommy," the Asian winked and the brunette growled. "Don't call me Tommy, slinthead. How many times do I have to tell you?"
Minho shrugged. "I'm not sure," and then he walked away. Thomas grabbed his stuff. His next class was coming soon and he was gonna be late. The brunette shut his locker and walked to math.
As he mindlessly walked the halls of The Glade, he heard a familiar voice shout out, "Thomas! Thomas!" Said boy inwardly groaned. He loved Chuck, don't get him wrong, but sometimes Chuck could be soo much. Too much at times, but he was incredibly sweet that you couldn't hate him.
"Yes, Chuck?" Thomas replied. Chuck appeared from the crowd of students. The younger boy went onto his tippy-toes and lowered his voice. "At lunch, meet me outside by the labyrinth." Chuck then sauntered away as if nothing happened.
Thomas was beyond confused. He said-and thought-that a lot. Like, a lot, a lot. But that was normal, right? His teacher rattled on and on and on about numbers and letters and honestly, Mr. Janson should go back to Kindergarten. Because x is a letter, not a number. Yep. W, X, Y, and Z. What was this guy doing teaching English in math?
The guy needed to get a life.
After math, Thomas met up with his whole gang of friends for lunch. (They called themselves the Friend Group or the Gladers) The Gladers took up the whole table and were a motley crew.
You had Thomas the popular jock, Teresa the smart, but tough girl, Brenda, new to the school and a little bit pampered and always got away with everything, Newt a somewhat popular boy because he was friendly, adorable, and was funny without trying,
Minho the class clown and King of Detention (Newt was the Queen of that somehow and Thomas was their child prince of detention), Alby the old and mature one, Chuck the little baby of the group, Frypan the energetic member, and Gally the outcast.
They were a fun bunch to be with. Chaotic most of the time? Yes. Fun and encouraging? Also yes.
The group sat on a grey circle table. Next to Thomas was Brenda and Minho. They were all laughing at something Minho did when Newt suddenly froze in his seat. Something had caught his eye and Newt seemed to be scared of it.
"Hey, guys...I gotta go!" Newt warned his friends before grabbing his belongings and making a dash out of the cafeteria. But like always, things were too crazy for anyone to notice Newt's absence.
Brenda found some odd thing in her lunch and flung it across the table hitting Gally. Gally cringed and threw it at Minho. Minho mocked surprise and stood up on the crowded table and cupped his hands over his mouth.
"FOOD FIGHT!" And the whole cafeteria exploded into pandemonium. Teenagers were throwing food everywhere messing up their clothes, their, hair, the tables, the school property.
The only people trying to stop it were the teachers-who came in after hearing yelling, Alby, and Frypan. "Don't you guys dare disrespect the foo-" Frypan started, and then he got hit in the balls with an apple.
Minho stood on the table with Thomas and Gally. The three of them were dominating the whole cafeteria hitting everyone and everything they saw. Brenda and Teresa-the two best friends hid under the table trying not to get dirty. "Typical. Girls not wanting to get their precious hair dirty. Or chipping a nail. Look at the cowards." The Asian joked.
Brenda wasn't taking any of his shit no more. She puled Teresa up and out of the table and tackled Minho to the ground. That was a big mistake. He landed on the ground with a big thud and started screaming dramatically.
The war stopped. "Ow! Ow! My wrist! It's broken! You snapped it in half! I'm gonna die! Ambulance! I! Need! An! Ambulance!" Teresa bit her lip nervously and Brenda fled the scene.
One second Minho was complaining, and then the next all he saw was black.