A.N.: I'm sorry if yesterday I didn't post anything xD I was too tired by the time I got home. But don't be mad cause you'll get a lot of chapters todaaaaaaaay.

Chapter 13: Run

Minho and Emma ran into the maze which seemed to be the most confusing thing for Emma, but the easiest for Minho.

The asian boy ran in front of her alwys looking back to see if she was okay or maybe he just wanted to check if she was able to keep up with him, which, in fact, she was.

While running Emma realized how bad she would turn out as a runner. She was fit enough to run all day, but all these corridors seemed to look alike. Minho told her to remember in which way she went whenever she changed to another corridor, but she had already forgot half of it. She didn't want to admiti t, but she was sure that she was lost.

Minho stopped causing Emma to bum pinto him.

"Why did we stop?" she asked although she was thankful for the opportunity to catch her breath.

The panting boy didn't answer her, he just stood there looking at the wall. Emma followed his eyes and then she saw it. WICKED is good.

"Doe it ring a bell?" the dark haired boy asked her looking at his watch.

"No. It doesn't." Emma told him with a little disppointment in her voice.

"Maybe it's better if it doesn't."Minho observed with a shrug. "Anyway. Lunch time."

The asian sat against the wall and took a bottle of water from his bag and taking a small sip from it.

"What?" he asked noticing the looks that Emma was giving him.

"You only drink that? I think that I am capable of drinking the whole bottle now!" she cried taking a long sip.

"Do what you want birdy. But when you're thristy during the afternoon, what you'll be, I won't share mine." He replied with a smirk.

Emma decided to save some water for later not wanting to give him the satisfaction of being right, but it was that or dehydration.

The day went on with nothing unusual happening, but still Emma hated every turn she took on that hell of a maze.

When finally they both got back into the Glade Emma almost kissed the ground that she was stepping on.

"How did it go?" Alby asked her after the gladers that gathered to recieve them started to go to continue with their lifes.

"I'm impressed, she kept up." Minho pointed.

"I hated it." Emma sated feeling the grin on Minho's face. "It's like you're in a constant nightmare."

"Good." Minho said putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Did you fin what you were looking for?"Alby asked again.

"No. I remember nothing."the brunette informed with a sad smile.

"Come on birdy. Your day as a runner isn't over."Minho told her grabbing her wrist and pushing her along with him.