"Wake up, Cagna." Jennifer pushes open the door to Mitch's homestead, nearly breaking if off. She looks around the small area to find the boy staring at her,a singular brow raised, while he fixed his bowstring. "Good your awake."

"JenJen How many times do i have to tell you to knock. What if i was getting dressed?" Mitch stands to his feet, leaning against the wall as he waits for the girl to answer.

"I would have loved the view." Jennifer says as a small grin forms on both of their faces. Mitch rolls his eyes, "God you're annoying."

"You love me." She shrugs, grabbing a bow from the corner of the room, staring at it in amazement "Chuck's getting better at making these."

Mitch opens his mouth to reply before his door being swung open again caught his attention. Ben walks into the room, a smile on his face as he speed walks towards Mitch who smiles at the boys presence.

"Mitch!" He shouts, jumping up and down. Mitch winces at the unnecessary shouting before copying ben's movements, jumping up and down. "Ben!"

"Why are we jumping?"

"Because it's bonfire time, and no you're not allowed to push someone in it." Ben cuts off Mitch, who was about to speak. "Come on. They're lightning it now."

"I hate going to Bonfires." Mitch groans, following a giggling Jennifer out the door while Ben practically shoves them out.

"Have you talked to the new Greenie yet?" Mitch jumped at the new voice, looking down His eyes met familiar brown ones.

"No, Mom. I haven't." Mitch lazily replies, folding his arms over his chest. Newt hums in acknowledgment, already expecting that answer.

"Well maybe you should talk to him, He isn't revolting." Newt clicks his tongue as he catches both Mitch and Jennifer mocking him. Catching newts eye, Mitch aggressively throws his hands in the air, muttering profanities. "Language."

"Im not talking to him. I have no reason too."

"You could apologize for shoving him- Twice."

"Maybe he should apologize."

"Why would he need to apologize?" Newt questions, looking up at the boy.

"For being in the way." Mitch simply answers, winking at the smaller boy Before walking Towards Minho and Ben.

"That boy will be the death of me." Newt mutters, walking towards the other Gladers who we're all shouting.

"God. The masculinity in this area is making me sick, why can't another girl come up in the box?" Jennifer complains, leaning back onto Jeff while everyone shrugs, not giving a answer. "Seriously? As my only friends you're suppose to answer that."

"Sorry, JenJen. That's not a question we can answer." Frypan replies since the others where just pretending to ignore the girl. Jennifer offers Frypan a smile for answering her, grabbing a random object she found on the ground and launching it at Mitch, who was laying his head in Minho's lap while his legs were situated on Ben's lap.

"The hell-" Mitch winces, shooting up from his spot to glare at Jennifer who just smirks.

"That's for not answering me."

"You're just gonna let her throw things at you?" Minho raises a brow, only getting a glare in reply. "Shut up, Min."

Minho stares down at the latter before his attention got directed towards where some Gladers were standing in a circle, each of them Holding a wrapped stick that was on fire.

"Light it up!" Alby shouts as everyone throws their sticks into the fire. They all start to cheer and clap their hands, acting like actual teenagers instead of people trapped in a place surrounded by a maze.

"Gladers! Gladers! Gladers!" Everyone starts to Chant, getting louder with each chant. Jennifer stands on the log she was situated on, Trying to overpower the group of teen boys by shouting louder.

Mitch lifts his head off Minho, standing up. He kicks Ben's legs out his way as he moves to stand in front of Jennifer, the girl looks down with a skeptical look."Need a lift?"

"Of course." She smiles, Mitch holds out his hand which she immediately grabbed, Boosting herself onto his shoulders.

"I meant my back, but this works." Mitch chuckles, grabbing the girls thighs so she doesn't Fall off.

"Walk towards Gally."

"Yes ma'am."

"Hey, Gally. How's the view from down there."Jennifer smuggly smiles at Gally who keeps a straight face, trying not to amuse the girl.

"Very funny." He answers, letting out slow, sarcastic laughs. He then, without any warning shoved a jar of his special mixture into Mitch's chest, the boy almost dropping it, his hands fumbling to catch it while he awkwardly sent gally a grin. "It slipped."

"I know. I watched."

Jennifer snorts as Mitch's expression fell. He takes a large swig of the drink before passing it to Jennifer, the girl instantly spitting it out.

"Im still not use it too." She hands the mystery drink back to mitch who chuckles, taking another swig. "I think it killed my taste buds." He says.

Jennifer climbs off the boy's shoulder,with the help of him of course. He grabs her waist, setting her on the ground. "Thanks, Mitchy."

"Don't call me that." He grumbles, walking towards his friends. Ben immediately waves at the boy while Minho drapes his arms over Mitch's shoulder. He goes to sit down before he hears his name being shouted, turning around he saw Newt beckoning him over.

He tried to mask he annoyance from being called over like some dog but, come on, it's newt. Who could be annoyed with him? So, with that he weaved through the small crowd before he was in hearing distance " Mother Newt, You shouted?" Mitch walked towards Newt, his face immediately dropping when he noticed the Greenie sitting on the ground, staring up at him. "Im leaving."

"Nope. Sit." Newt gestures towards the ground. Mitch lets out a long sigh, leaning against the log."Greenie, This is Mitch."

"Yeah. We've been acquainted." Mitch mutters, feeling the Greenie's curious eyes burning into the side of his head.

"why do you have a problem with me?" The Greenie Blurted out, Before he could think straight. Mitch looked towards him before looking at newt with a annoyed look.

Mitch bites the inside of his cheek, clicking his tongue. He suddenly pushes himself off the ground, turning towards the two. "Nice talk."

The Greenie furrowed his eyebrows, Frowning slightly. He watched as the boy walked towards Jennifer who immediately laced their arms together.

"He doesn't like me that much." He turns his head to look at newt, "Did i do something wrong?"

"He Just dislikes Greenies." Newt Tries to reassure the skeptical boy, "Trust me, You did nothing wrong."

"That's what Jennifer and Chuck mentioned, but why?"

"If im being honest, He's always been closed off since the death of one of our Gladers, Nick." Newt gives a small shrug, shaking his head.

"Is he always that,"The Greenie pauses, trying to find a word to use, "Hostile."

Newt let's out a small laugh, "Sometimes. But, He get's less hostile when he gives you the chance to know him."

The Greenie looks at newt, nodding , before his eyes drifted to the doors of the maze.

"Hell of a first day, Greenie." Newt says, glancing over at the black haired boy, passing him the jar of orange mystery Juice, "Here. Put some hair on your chest."

He watches as the boy takes a large sip, not even letting the drink hit his taste buds before spitting it out. Newt chuckles as the Greenie begins to go into a fit of coughs, "Oh, what is that?"

Newt shrugs, taking the jar back, examining the inside. "I don't even know. It's Gally's recipe. It's a trade secret."

"Yeah. well, him and Blondie are still assholes." The Greenie grumbles, looking behind Newt's head to see Gally fighting some of the gladers.

"He saved your life today, You know? You should think yourself lucky, He could have let you walk in while laughing." Newt turns to look at the boy, "Trust me, the maze is a dangerous place."

"We're trapped here, aren't we?"

"For the moment. But.." Newt turns around completely, pointing towards a group of people by the bonfire. "you see those guys, by the fire?"

The Greenie turns all the way around, looking towards the Familiar group. "Those are the runners." Newt explains."And that guy in the middle there, who's talking to Blondie , that's Minho, which you already know. He's the Keeper of the Runners. Now, every morning when those doors open they run the maze, mapping it, memorising it, trying to find a way out."

"How long have they been looking?"

"Three years."

"And they haven't found anything?"

"It's a lot easier said that done." Newt states, pausing at the sound of the maze shifting. "Listen. Hear that? That's the maze changing. Changes every night."

"How is that even possible?" The Greenie mumbles.

"You can ask the people who put us in here, if you ever meet the bastards." Newt replies, shrugging. "The truth is, the runners are the only ones that really know what's out there. They're the strongest and the fastest of us all, and it's a good thing too because if they don't make it back before those doors close, then they're stuck out there for the night. And no one's ever survived a night in the maze-"

"What happens to them... ones that don't survive?" The Greenie cuts Newt off, curiosity getting the better of him.

"Well, we call them Grievers. Of course, no one's ever seen one and live to tell about it."

Mitch moves to his own space, needing a break from the constant yelling of his friends. It was either Jennifer complaining about how Frypan is better then the whole group or Ben arguing with minho. Not long after he sat down, He felt the presence of someone beside him, whom he ignores, going back to his own headspace

"What are you doing?" The Greenie can't help but ask, leaning more towards the boy to see what he was staring at, it was the ground. So interesting, right?

"Thinking about my kill list. You're Second on it." Mitch replies, giving a small smirk towards the Frowning Greenie.

"Who's first?"

"Whoever gave you that haircut." Mitch mutters, Giving the Greenie his Full attention. "Do you need something?"

"Nope. Just curious." The Greenie answers, awkwardly scratching his neck before walking away in one big stride.

"Nosy shuck."

"Douchebag." Mitch grins at the greenie's words, holding up his middle at the boys retreating figure.He then looks up towards Minho who takes the spot the Greenie was recently in.

"Howdy, Mitchell." Minho Mocks a accent, pretending to tip a hat.

"I sound nothing like that." Mitch grumbles, pushing Minho's legs off of him as soon as the boy started to get comfortable.

"You sould like you came out a western Movie." Minho smirks, an offended gasp leaving Mitch's lips as he placed a hand on his chest, in a joking manner.

"Im deeply offended."

Minho laughs, Tilting his head, "I'm happy im always the one to offend you."

"Shut up, Shank." Mitch's Head turns towards the sound of chanting, followed by Minho. The two of them shared a look before looking back towards the bonfire to see Gally beckoning the Greenie into the fighting area.

Mitch immediately stands, a wide grin on his face as he grabs Minho by the hand, dragging him towards the bonfire. "This should be interesting."

"Or boring." Minho mutters, letting the boy drag him through the crowd. Mitch shoves or bumps into people as he tries to get a better view.

"The rules are simple, Greenie. I try and push you out of the circle You try and last more than five seconds, Ready?" Gally rolls up his sleeves, the crowd falls silent as they wait for someone to make a move.

Without even waiting for a answer, Gally charges at the greenie, shoving him back and sending him into a group of boys, who push him back into the circle, all of them cheering for Gally.

"Toss him into the fire!" Jennifer earns Side looks while mitch nods in discreet agreement, Gally pushes the Greenie's back, causing him to slide and face plant in the dirt, earning a bunch of ohh's from the crowd.

"Come on, Greenie." Gally smirks down at the boy on the floor. "We're not done yet."

"Stop calling me Greenie."

"Stop calling you that? What do you wanna be called?," Gally's eyebrows furrow as he looks towards the crowd. "Shank?"

Everyone lets out loud laughs, including Jennifer who thinks anything is funny as long as she doesn't stick out. Minho looks towards mitch who has an amused smirk plastered on his face before it quickly disappears and is replaced with his usally scowl.

"Does he look like a shank?" Gally tilts his head, looking at the crowd of cheering boys. Ben squeezes himself inbetween Minho and Mitch, watching the fight with a wide smile.

"You know what? I think I'm settled on shank." Mitch's jaw drops as the Greenie shoves Gally onto the floor, his shocked face immediately turns into pure enjoyment as everyone lets out shocked gasp while he laughs.

"Getting Beaten by a greenie now are we, Gally?"Mitch kneels down to Gally's level, the same amusement on his face. Gally rolls his eyes, shoving the boys face away. He then kicks the greenie's legs, making his head smash on the ground.

It's pure silent for what felt like years before the greenie spoke, "Thomas. Thomas." He whispered, scrambling up from the ground with a shocked smile."Hey! Thomas! I remember my name! I'm Thomas."

Everyone falls silent, shocked that he remembered his nam this fast. Jennifer tugs on Mitchs arm, dragging the boy down to her level. "Tad bit dramatic, don't cha think?"

"Thomas!" Alby shouts, holding his arms up, causing the rest of the Gladers to cheer. The happiness is cut short when the loud screech of a Griever rushes from the maze, causing the place to fall silent.

"What the hell was that?"

"A Griever." Gally answers, causing everyone to look towards him. "You should be safe in here. Nothing gets through those walls."

***

"Minho, Minho, Minho!" Mitch shouts, getting slightly annoyed at the boy not answering his homestead. He scoffs , pushing the door open to find Minho on his hammock, arms covering his face. "Is it really that hard to open a door or acknowledge someone?"

A grin forms on Minho's face as he looks towards Mitch who shoves the boy, making room for himself. "How can i help you, Mitchell."

"Im sleeping in here, Chuck stole my bed because he said the Greenie- Thomas, Snores." Mitch replies.

"Why don't you go sleep with ben?" Minho's Voice spoke, turning towards mitch who was now laying on a makeshift pillow, shifting now and then to find a comfortable spot.

"Am i being kicked out?" Mitch turned his head, playfully frowning. His eyes Met Minho's brown ones, the boy cheekly smiles, shrugging. "Oh definitely ."

"Well, that's Too bad." Mitch flops down on the pillow, snatching the cloth Blanket from Minho, earning a sigh from the boy.

"We're not doing this again." Minho grabs his blanket back, shoving the boy further away. Mitch goes to say something before he felt himself falling, his body hitting the ground with a thud, a loud , pained groan escaped his lips.

Minho let's out a loud laugh, trying to control himself under Mitch's hard glare. The blondes eyes suddenly light up, a mischief look in them. Without warning, he flipped the hammock causing Minho to tumble off, it was now his turn to laugh.

"I think my arm is bending the wrong way."

"Write it on my list of Stuff to not worry about." Mitch says, jumping back into the hammock and throwing the blanket on top of him.