"Say, Newt what's a Slicer? " Lyra asks as she takes a branch and plays it by burning the tip of the branch inside the bonfire. It was night once again, She was seated with Newt, Thomas and Teresa. Newt lets out a chuckle; He faces her.
"Well, It's one of the bloodiest job here in the Glade, Lyra" He says and she keeps her eyes on him, Lyra gaining interest more about the topic she asked.
"What do you mean by that?" Looking confuse. He chuckles and places his drink down. He places an arm behind her.
"It's already on the name, Shank. The Glader slices the animal for food, The Shank is incharge for slaughtering"
"You want that job? Lyra?" Hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"As far as I've known and been through being a Slicer for a day is the most Bloody FUN job ever"
She roll her eyes and punches him lightly on the shoulder, earning smirks from both Thomas and Teresa.
"You guys go along well" Teresa beams. They both smile.
"Well, He's the first one who helped me anyways" Lyra shrugs and continues to play with the stick. Newt chuckles and steals a peck on her cheek which immediately made Lyra blush in an instant. Teresa laughs and Thomas was speechless.
"Newt!" She scolds her friend and starts punching him on the shoulder. He was laughing hard and shields himself using his arms.
"I can't believe you'd pull that kind of thing!"
"Okay, Greenie. This is how you slaughter..." Winston shows his skills in slaughtering, I watched the poor chicken being slaughter in front of my eyes, I feel bad for the chicken. It does't derserve to be killed like that, well that's how their life end being slaughtered, cooked, and eaten.
After watching and observing how Winston slaughter, He steps away and tells me to get my own chicken from the pen and slaughter it, I gulp. This is gonna be a long day. After a long day she ends up in the Homestead making her bed by the help of a younger Glader namely: Chuck.
"Thanks for making me a place to sleep" Lyra thanks the curly haired boy. He smiles brightly.
"Nah, It's fine. It's my job anyways... Also Alby told me you can't stay forever beside Newt" He says
She smiles and nods. Well, he's right.
It was night and she was extremely exhausted. Funny, because she doesn't feel sleepy at all. She heads to the field and takes a sit and watch the stars for awhile.
She wonders about many things, until someone interrupted her.
"Greenie" Someone calls her, She swifts her head and meets his eyes.
"Minho" He was stunning, His face seen in the dark with the help of his lamp, His features was enhance, Is he really that stunning?
He comes closer to the girl. He takes a seat beside her, not to close, not to far. Just right.
"What are you doing here? In this night?" He asks, She smiles and replies him.
"Waiting until my sleepiness come over" She chuckles, it was her turn to ask:
"You?" He smirks and watches the stars.
"Well, same here," he replies. Her heart calms down, its like she was melting.
"Are you always like this?" She asks pulling her legs up, hugging her knees. It was kinda cold but somehow warm beside Minho.
"Well, you can say that. " he shrugs. Minho wasn't really that sarcastic well maybe at some certain situations.
"Umm... About awhile ago..." He fades, they both face each other.
"Sorry for—being— acting weird in front of you... I don't know what came to me..." He says. She chuckles and punches him lightly.
"It's fine. I just want to be your friend that's all— you know, because you help me remember my name. " she smiles, He returns her smiles. He fixes his posture and sticks out his hand.
"Let's start over— Hi, I'm Minho. The Keeper of the Runners, and you are?" He says with a smile making Lyra smile too.
"Hello, Minho. I'm Lyra the Greanbean— so far still looking where I really belong" She laughs at her statement. He laughs also making his eyes smile. They both latch hands and let go.
They both stayed up all night talking about things, they laugh, they get quiet, they get serious and as the sun was about to rise, they both took their breakfast and talked again while some of the Gladers are awake and some still asleep. Minho grabbed his lunch and head towards the Walls that are about to open, Lyra stands beside him and gives him an assuring smile. They got along pretty fast.
"See ya later, Ly" Minho pats her head and jogs in the maze, He was gone. Lyra heaves a sigh and went to the Deadheads to lie down on the grass and clear her mind. On her way to the Deadheads she meets Thomas looking very panicky?
"Thomas? Are you okay?" She approaches the Runner. It looks like he's searching for something...
"Oh, Hey. Greenbean. Have you you seen Minho? We're suppose to run together through the maze" He keeps looking around not bothering to have contact to his speaker.
"Oh, Minho just went ahead couple of minutes ago... Speaking of that he told me you and Teresa will go in pair instead. " She told the Runner calmly, He nods slowly and thank her and head to where Teresa is.
Hours passes by, Lyra was done with her assigned job. After finishing her job she went to take a spot from the green grass near the Deadheads and lie down for a bit and try to recall some lost memories.
What's up with her today? Newt passes by and notice her presence near the wall, she has fallen asleep. He smiles and thought the girl was so tired she ended up sleeping on the grass, Newt carries her in his arms and goes to the Homestead and place her on her bed.
He leaves as he places her in bed. He covers her with a blanket and return doing his job.
"Hey, Newt" the Keeper of the Runners jogs to him. He just got out of the Maze. Newt stops.
"Oh, You're early than usual," Newt says.
"I saw you carrying Lyra did something happened to her?" Minho asks with such worried look. Newt chuckles.
"Nothing happened to her, She just fell asleep at the Deadheads and carried her to bed, that's all nothing harm"
Minho relaxes and sucks in a deep breath. He changes the topic:
"Have you seen Tho—" He was cut off by a screaming. It took both of their attention and they didn't hesitate to run where the screaming was occured.