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Chapter 3: Tree climber.

Newt was right, although the party lifted the gladers moods, Emma could still hear sobbing that night. It was light, not enough to wake someone and seemed to be coming from one of the woungest boys.

She wasn't crying, but it was only because the girl wouldn't allow herself to do so. She was already looked as the fragile one for being a girl, Emma couldn't afford to be seen as a fragile girl that cried her way to sleep.

As the brunette rolled herself on her sleepingbab, she decided that she couldn't take the crying any longer so she got up and started walking with no direction trying not to wake any of the snoring gladers.

She ended up wandering next to the wall where the doors had closed hours ago. The girl touched the wall with her hands feeling the cold and the shivers that it sent through her body.

Suddenly a monstrous sound came from the maze. A sound that screamed death, pain ans sufferin and that it was capable of drying someone's life just by listening to it.

Emma hold her breath for a few seconds waiting to hear it again and when it made itself hear, she started sprinting in the opposite direction. The girl didn't know where to go, but she ended up entering the forest only stopping when she stumbled na fel on the dirt.

Panting she got to her knees and looked around her. Her hazel eyes observed her surroundings. She was standing in the middle of a graveyard.

Before she could control herself a scream flew out of her lungs, echoing all over the glade which was bad litten by the first ray of lights and took the first way out that she could fins. A tree.

Emma didn't know she was so agile, but the truth was that she climbed the tree with no problems. Maybe it was form al the panic that was going through her body.

Of course it was to long for some of the boys to start calling her name. They were woken up by a scream, and not just a scream, the scream of the only girl in the glade.

Emma felt stupid and ashamed for being such a baby. Of course she was curious about the sounds that came from outside, but the graveyard wasn't a good reason for her screams of horror. People die everywhere, and here it wasn't an exception.

"Emma?" she heard a voice closer than what she would like it to be.

Looking down she saw Minho looking directly at her.

"What are you doing up there?" the asain asked. "Are you hurt? I heard you screaming. Well, I think that all the shucks heard."

Emma sighed and pulled her knees to her chest.

"Look little bird. If you're planning on leaving in a tree I would recomend you a tree with better views." He said trying to make a joke.

Emma's eyes travelled to the graves, at least 15 graves and she felt her eyes starting to get watery.

"Not funny." Minho muttered to himself.

He got close to the tree and started cimbing it until he reached the branch where Emma was sitting. He sat next to her.

"What are you doing?" she asked not looking at him. She was too ashamed to face the black headed boy.

"The birdy didn't come down to me, so I had to come to the birdy." Minho said causing Emma to smile at her knew nickname.

"There you go see? Much better." Minho said refering to her smile. "Do you want to tell me why you screamed?"

"I couldn't sleep so I was just wandering around the maze." Emma started explaining. " And I heard this sound from outside the glade. I was… scared.. so I ran and i ended up in here. I fel down on the top of a grave and that's when I screamed."

Minho rubbed her shoulder comforting the girl.

"The thing you heard, it won't get to you." he assured her. " I won't let anything happen to you. I promise."

Emma looked the boy in the eyes and smiled a little.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"Now lets get you down birdy." The asain said with a smirk.

Emma followed him and climbed down the tree. For some reason she felt safe around him, maybe she had mistaken him for the douche he seemed to be.