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Newt's P.O.V

Newt had his head in his hands, Lynn was missing. She wasn't in the supposed room she was put in last night. He never even got a chance to say goodnight to her. In her place was this Aris kid. Let's just say, Minho didn't take it too well either.

Minho's first reaction to Aris being in Lynn's room was very...Minho-ish. When Aris first came out of that bathroom, Minho had him pinned up against the wall in a hot second, demanding the whereabouts of Lynn. He had a fist in the air, ready to strike at any second. Luckily, Newt and Thomas were able to pry him off before any real damage was done.

Nevertheless, Newt was worried. Well, he had the right to be, didn't he? Lynn was his sister, his job as a brother was to keep her safe. Now he didn't know where she was, if she was okay, if she was safe. Newt had no idea.

Everybody was calm at the moment. All the other Gladers started to quiet down after all the tattoo business. Newt's was labeled The Glue. What could that possibly mean? He thought back to the sign they had saw before they entered Lynn/Aris' room.

Icelyn Newton

Group B, Subject B5

The Guardian

Newt knew absolutely nothing as to why Lynn was called The Guardian. He didn't know that much of her life previous to arriving in their Glade, only what she had told him is what he knew. Maybe it was based on events to come, who knew what the Creators had up their sleeves.

Minho was seated next to him now, leaning back against the wall behind them with his arms folded over his chest. His jaw was tightened and his gaze was locked on the floor, a tell tale sign that he was upset. Newt wished there was something, anything that could tell them where his sister was. But sadly, there wasn't. All Newt had left of his sister was the hoodie.

The hoodie.

Newt quickly pulled out his satchel, that he somehow managed to keep, out from under the bed. He could feel Minho's eyes on him as he urgently unlatched the leather bag, pulling out the old white jacket.

There Lynn's hoodie lay on his lap, he never really saw her precious piece of clothing that Lynn rarely took off up close. Newt suspected she had it since she came up in Group B's Newbie Box. It was old and worn, stitches had been made to prevent it from coming apart. There were loose strings here and there, he often saw Lynn fiddling with them. The fabric was surprisingly soft, considering she could have possibly been wearing the thing for two years, but is was rough at the same time. There was a piece of the bottom missing. Must've been from where Lynn ripped a piece off to provide Newt with a bandage for his head.

He clutched it to his chest, Lynn's, somewhat, flowery scent still attached to the hoodie. Newt felt like a child holding a long, lost teddy bear. Who knows when he might see his sister again?

"D'ya think she's safe?" Minho asked, finally. The Runner hadn't been the same since Lynn's disappearance. Newt knew of Minho's relationship with Lynn, and it was pretty obvious that they were a newly dating couple, which Newt still didn't like.

"I bloody hope so." Newt replied, holding the hoodie tighter. "Tommy thinks she's with her little girl friends, probably all braidin' each others hair and paintin' their nails."

Minho chuckled softly, a small smile gracing his lips. "Who knows with that one, just hope she's safe. That's all I shuckin' ask for." The smile vanished, Minho's worrying returning. "Just hope she's safe." This time he spoke softer, concern evident in his voice.

"We'll see her again," Newt said, "I just know it."

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Lynn exited the bathroom to find all the other girls pulling at each others shirts, eager to find out what their tattoos said. She saw Sonya and Harriet in the corner, talking fiercely to one another. Just as Lynn was about to make her way towards the two, she felt someone grab her arm. She turned around to see Lily standing behind her, the redhead was probably waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.

"Lynn, could you read mine?" Lily asked, motioning to the back of her neck.

"Yeah, sure." Lynn replied. The blonde got on her tip-toes, brushing Lily's auburn locks away from her neck. "You are, subject A6 The Caregiver. Well that makes sense, since you're always fretting over me and every other stick in the room."

"Haha, very funny Lynn." Lily said, swatting Lynn's hands away.

The second-in-command patted Lily on the back before heading back towards Sonya and Harriet, who were standing in their corner like a bunch of gossiping teenagers.

"So, the Guardian, huh?" Sonya said with a smirk on her face as Lynn arrived to their little secluded corner. "Are ya here to Guard us or somethin'?"

"Don't be so smug, stick." The young girl said, folding her thin arms over her chest. "What's your tattoo?"

"It's actually quite cool." Harriet said, resting a hand on the taller blonde's shoulder.

"Oh yeah," Lynn snorted, uncrossing her arms. "What could be cooler than The Guardian?"

Sonya leaned up against the wall behind her, "Well, I think the Guider is pretty cool. In my opinion, at least."

"Yeah, it's amazing." Lynn said sarcastically before turning towards Harriet. "What does yours say Harri?"

"Oh," The tall dark-skinned girl ran a hand through her hair, which had been curly since she had her dreadlocks taken out. "I am called The Supporter. It's not as cool as the Guider and the Guardian but, I'm gonna have to live with it."

The three paused for a second before bursting out laughing, something they hadn't done in a long time.

"What about this 'Minho' guy, huh? He cute?" Ilana asked, coming up beside Harriet. Ilana had always been the boycrazy one, as a matter of fact, she was labeled the Lover. Lynn could only imagine what is was like with Ilana around when Aris came into the Glade.

"I'd rather not talk about that." Lynn said, her cheeks reddening slightly.

"C'mon Lynn, you friggin' blushed at the mention of his name!"

"Fine," The blonde groaned, getting up on her tip-toes to rest her elbow on Sonya's shoulder. "He's tall, 'bout twice the size of me, his name's Minho, as you already know. He has these dark almond brown eyes that turn black every time he concentrates hard on something. His hair is a sooty sorta of black that's probably as soft as raven feathers. He does this cute little thing when-wait, why am I tellin' ya all of these bloody things? It's none of your business!"

"Lynn, you have a crush on this guy, it's pret-ty obvious." Ilana commented.

"Oh, shut up."

"Have you kissed any of'em?"

"Ilana! What did I just sticking s-" Before Lynn could finish her sentence, an alarm rang out through the room. But it wasn't just any alarm, it was the Newbie Alarm.

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Everyone immediately raised their hands to cover their ears, the alarm clearly surprising all of them.

"Why is the bloody Newbie Alarm ringing!" Lynn shouted over the noise, "Don't tell me we're gonna get a Greenie thrown into our laps!"

"What's a Greenie?!" Sonya questioned, with a puzzled look on her face as she pressed her hands harder against her ears.

"Nevermind!"

Sonya was at the door, trying her best to open it.

"Why isn't it openin'?" Lynn asked, coming up behind the Leader, still covering her ears.

"I don't know!" Sonya shouted, vigorously jiggling the doorknob, trying to get it open. As Sonya tried to open the door one more time, the handle had broken off as she accidentally pulled it off.

"Well now you broke the stick handle!" Isabella shouted, lightly smacking Sonya upside the head.

This was not good. The Newbie alarm was blaring throughout the room. Sonya had broken the handle. No one could hear a thing. This was impossible.

Then, the alarm stopped. An uneasy quietness filled the room, everyone standing completely still. Who knew what would happen if they so much as breathed. The door creaked open, only opening a centimeter. What. Was. Going. On. Were Newt, Minho, Thomas, and all the other Gladers going through the same thing? Something was obviously going on, Lynn could feel it from deep inside her. The Creators had something planned, they just didn't know it yet.

"Think they want us to go out there now?" Lynn asked, stepping towards the door.

"Only one way to find out." Sonya said, grasping Lynn's left shoulder.

The Brit gripped the edge of the door, pulling it open slowly. The common room was dark, no light entering the room at all. It was not how it was the night before. The room had been full of light, warm and cozy, a safe place away from the Maze. Now, it seemed to be a prison. Just like the Maze, except, slightly better. At least there are no Greivers roaming around the place.

"Let's find the light switch before we do anything." Lily suggested, "Don't want to be bumping into dead people again."

Lynn had gotten the full inside scoop as to what happened moments before Sonya and the others rescued her from her dorm. They had discovered that the people who had saved them from the Maze, had died. Well, murdered to be exact. The rescuers had been hanged, ropes tied around their necks and attached to the ceiling.

Everyone began to use the wall as their guide, letting a hand drift across the wood. Lynn could feel something grip her shirt and small arms wrap around her waist. Looking down, she saw that Charlotte was clinging to her side, the hold on her shirt tightening by the second. Charlotte buried her head into Lynn's shoulder, her caramel colored hair providing a curtain to hide her face. Lynn rested her arm around the little girl's trembling, thin shoulders.

Chuck's death had returned to Lynn's mind. Charlotte was almost a carbon copy of the young boy, except, she was slimmer and shorter than him, but the resemblance was uncanny. Lynn wanted to keep Charlotte safe, she didn't want the same thing that happened to Chuck to happen her.

Lynn peered down and looked at the back of Charlotte's neck, she had been labeled The Pristine. Who knows what that means?

"Found it!"

Someone had turned on the lights, the brightness making everyone raise their hands to shield the light flooding the room.

The bodies from the ceiling. The dead bodies were gone.

"Where did they go?" Charlotte asked, looking up from Lynn's side.

"No idea." Lily said, coming up beside Lynn, resting a hand on the young girl's shoulder. "Let's go." Lily lightly pushed the two girls towards a door on the other side of the room, must've been where Sonya and all the other girls stayed in the previous night.

As everyone crowded into the small doorway, Sonya had jumped onto the top bed of one of the bunks, looking through the window. The leader gripped the steel handlebars, looking out through the gaps. Lynn separated herself from Charlotte and Lily and climbed up the ladder leading up to the top bed.

"What is it Sony?" Lynn asked, seeing the puzzled look on her friend's face.

"Look," Sonya said, taking Lynn's wrist and pulling her towards the window.

Outside the steel bars was a brick wall. But how could they have put it up so fast?

"It's a brick wall." Harriet announced, looking out at all the other girls.

"Rock solid." Lynn said, patting the stone. "There's no stick way they could've put it up that fast!"

What was going on?

Hey humans! Guess what? The Scorch Trials trailer is coming out in TWO DAYS! OMG, PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS REAL. So, the story is starting to pick up the pace. It will definitely be an adventure for Lynn and the rest of Group B.

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