Sorry this took a while but idk I haven't had the time to write.
I got off my be-hind and finish this as quickly as I could cause my first story follower ever, jessiej827 favored this, so shout out to her.
Also I just saw scorch trials and OH MY FEELS. Probably gonna go watch it again soon cause NEWTS ACCENT THO.
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After a long time of thinking, (which was exactly the opposite of what I needed) Collin joined me by a tree and handed me a sleeping bag after Howie had left.
"Thanks" I forced a small smile.
"No problem,"
We both got into our respective sleeping bags and I dozed off into a dreamless sleep.
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I woke up to a whole lot of screaming. It was coming from the infirmary Howie had shown me yesterday. I ran to the source of the screaming only to find a group of boys were already crowded around the entrance to the infirmary.
"What happened?" I asked.
A boy with white hair and green eyes answered. "You don't wanna know, greenie. What's your name anyways?"
"Harry."
"Alright, scar-face, back away from the infirmary."
Another scream escaped the building and distracted the other gladers, while I made a run for it.
"Hold up there greenie." White hair said, grabbing my collar, causing me to jerk backwards."You can't go in there."
"Why not?"
"Cause, I said so."
"Who put you in charge, I mean, what are you some sort of 'captain of the glade' "
"You can call me captain Draco if you want" I rolled my eyes
"sir yes sir" I said saluting him with two fingers.
Draco's face turned red and some of the boys around us started laughing
"You know what?" Draco said "I'm sorry, really go on up."
At this point the screams had gotten more terrifying and I didn't want to go, but I really didn't want to stay here with 'captain draco' and friends, so I climbed up the creaky old stairs and made my way to the infirmary.
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What I saw next was going to haunt me for the rest of my life. There was a boy, about my age strapped to a bed, struggling and screaming. But that wasn't even the worst part, Black rope-like things were wrapped around his body like veins, his eyes scarcely blood-shot. Howie was at his side and I hadn't been looking long before Nevel cut in-front of me.
"Greenie! what the shuck are you doing!"
"I- I.." I started but couldn't form words, the image of the boy burning behind my eyes. I saw his mangled body every time I blinked.
"Get out!"
I snapped back to reality and made my way back downstairs, not caring about the other boys whispering as I passed them.
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"You okay?" Collin asked catching up from behind me
"Yea" I lied
"I'll go grab us some breakfast, good that?"
"I don't think I'll ever eat again"
"Yes, you will" Collin said before running away.
I walked to the tree Collin and I slept near last night and sat down. The poor kid in the infirmary never leaving my mind.
After a couple minutes Collin joined me, ploped down against the tree and handed me a sandwitch. I looked down at it, the image of the boy burned in my eyes, but my hunger won over and I took a big bite.
After a couple awkward minutes Collin spoke up.
"So what'd he look like?"
"You don't want to know." I said staring off into space.
"Don't worry" Collin assured, "Ben's a strong guy, he'll be okay"
"What happened to him?"
Collin let out a long breath. "Its called the changing, Its what happens when someone gets stung by a Greiver."
The words rang in my head; The changing, stung, Greiver. Harry didn't know what they were but each word sent chills down his spine.
Collin sighed "You know what, nevermind. let's get to work"
"Yeah," I said, "...Good that"
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Sorry this chapter was a bit short but, eh, what are ya gonna do?
Also: Gally = Draco
Also: I Should've put this in the first chapter but, whatever: This story will be mostly following the story line of the maze runner with a few changes because they're different characters so I think they should react to things differently. But mostly because I can't remember EVERYTHING that happens.
Also: I AM IN LOVE WITH THOMAS BRODIE-STANGER OMG. I WAS RE-WATCHING THE MAZE RUNNER AND WHEN NEWT GIVES HIS LIL SPEECHES I'D START CRYING CAUSE I WANT TO MEET THOMAS BRODIE-STANGSTER SO BAD.
Sorry my inner fangirl took over. What? we all have that immature little eleven year old inside us all, mines just kind of...bigger.
Review?
Kay thx,
-Taylor
