Emily woke up, startled, and ungracefully fell off her chair. Chuck was bringing over her food and, luckily for him, he saw the whole thing.

"HAHAHA THAT WAS ALMOST AS FUNNY AS THE TIME WHEN GALLY --"

"Chuck." Emily cut him off, annoyed, "I need to see Teresa."

"Sorry... Can't... let you... out... until tomorrow." He said between laughs.

Emily sighed, "Okay. Thanks for the food."

"No... problem.." The chubby boy said, still laughing. As he walked away, she picked up bits of his sentences, "So funny... Gally... toilet..."

The girl rolled her eyes and started to pick at her food. I wonder if Teresa knows. She thought. After pulverizing her bread roll, she remembered that she had telepathic powers.

"Teresa?"

A few seconds later, she got a reply, "EM!"

"What?! What's wrong? Did you start your peri--"

"No!"

"Then..."

"I just woke up. I had a really weird dream... well... it seemed more like a..."

"A memory." Emily finished.

"Yeah..."

There was a silence for a few minutes as the girls were trying to comprehend everything.

"So I guess we're twins. Eh?" Emily said.

"Aha.. I guess so."

"But we don't really look the same... do we?"

"No... I think we're... what's the word?"

Suddenly, the word popped into Emily's mind, "Fraternal twins."

"Oh yeah. Right."

"Do you think we should tell someone?"

"No. I think we should just keep this to ourselves until we find out more about... us."

"Right. Smart." Emily agreed.

Teresa changed the subject, "So... you and Newt."

Emily blushed, "It's nothing. Really."

"Oh, come on." Teresa teased, "I saw you guys in that memory. Your guys' faces were so red! Plus... I saw you come in with him last night."

"Teresa!" Emily groaned.

"What were you guys up to?"

"He ran off at dinner and I followed him. He was jealous of how Thomas and I were interacting... I guess. I was going to tell him that I... like him."

"Oh... well... I guess when you do, good luck."

"Thanks."

"My head's starting to ache, can we talk later?"

"Yeah, sure. Talk to you later."

"See you."

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As the day went on, Emily just sat and talked to people that passed by. As darkness started to fall, Newt came by.

"Hey shank." He greeted.

"Hey Newtie."

He sat down, hugging his knees, in front of the bars, "When we looked at the stuff in the Box that Teresa came in, we saw some sort of thing that plays music. Since we might have a way out of this bloody place and a bunch of unexpected things have happened, we've decided to throw a little bit of a party."

"Oh.. that's nice." Emily replied. She sat in her chair and thought to herself, Oh okay. Great. Thanks for telling me you're having a party while I'm locked up in here!

"Uh," Newt rubbed the back of his neck, "I asked Alby and he said you can be released early."

Emily's face lit up with excitement, "Oh! Awesome!"

Newt smiled at the girl, opened the cage and she ran out onto the open field.

"I'M FREE! EMILY IS A FREE GLADER! WOO!"

Newt laughed to himself and could not stop smiling at the girl running around and twirling around the Glade. Emily looked back at him with a goofy grin and ran to him. She jumped into his arms and he caught her but Newt wasn't balanced and they fell with her on top of him. She giggled then smiled softly at him. Newt gave her a lopsided grin and the two just stared into each other's eyes. A blush started to creep up on their cheeks but the moment was ruined when Frypan came.

"Hey yo guys Alby wants to know if you guys are still..." the cook stared at them, "Oh. Uh... party's startin'." Then he ran off.

Emily and Newt both laughed as they stood up. The blonde boy held out his arm, "Ready?"

Emily put her hands out, "Nah, nah, nah. We have to arrive in a less cliché way."

Newt gave her a confused look but was immediately caught off guard as she jumped onto his back.

"Onward!" She exclaimed.

********

This night could not get any better. Emily thought as she sat by the bonfire and sipped her drink. She watched as all the boys were dancing to the music, hanging out, eating, just having fun. Emily spotted Teresa coming over and she scooted aside. Teresa plopped down and smiled at her sister.

"Having fun?" Teresa asked.

"Yeah. You?"

"Haha this is pretty fun. It's nice."

The boy started to form a dance circle and they motioned for the girls to come join. The twins ran up the circle and started to cheer and laugh as Chuck attempted to do some sort of dance. After he finished, Frypan and Newt were pushed in and they started a dance off. Emily doubled over with laughter as the boys battled. A few fast songs later, people started moving away from the middle of the dance with smirks on their faces. Emily raised her eyebrow at them and her eyes met the people in front of the music player. Minho and Chuck. The two boys smirked at her and changed the song to a slow one.

I see your monsters, I see your pain.

Tell me your problems, I'll chase them away.

I'll be your lighthouse. I'll make it okay.

When I see your monsters, I'll stand there so brave and chase them all away.

Emily glared at them but their eye contact broke as Teresa started pushing her.

"Whoa whoa whoa. What are you doing?"

"Helping young love, of course." Teresa replied.

"What?! What are you --"

Emily bumped into someone and she looked up and saw Newt looking down at her. They both started blushing and their faces turned bright tomato red.

Newt gave her a weak smile and put his hand out to her, "Will you move to musical notes with me?"

Emily snorted and giggled. She placed his hands on her waist then she put her hands around his neck and they swayed. Emily looked over to Minho and Chuck and caught them high five-ing each other. She rolled her eyes and looked back to Newt's eyes.

In the dark we we

We stand apart we we

Never see that the things that we need are staring right at us.

You just want to hide hide

Hide never show your smile smile.

Stand alone when you need someone it's the hardest thing of all.

That you see are the bad bad

Bad memories take your time and you'll find me.

"So..." he moved closer so his hands were linked behind the small of her back, "what were you going to say last night? Ya know, before Minho called us over."

"Oh, that."

"Teresa! What do I do?!" She asked.

Newt stared at her intently then his eyes softened, "It's okay. You don't need to tell me."

"Em! Tell him! You can do it!" Teresa encouraged.

"Uhm.. no, no. I can tell you." Emily said slowly.

The British boy nodded, "Okay. Go on."

"Okay... um..."

When I see your monsters

"Newt.."

I'll stand there so brave

"I think I lov--"

And chase them all away.

"WHIIIIIIRRRR CLICK CLICK"

Emily and Newt broke apart at the mechanical sounds that echoed around the Glade.

"What the shuck was that?! Was it the Box? Again?!" someone asked.

"It sounded like a shucking Griever, you shuckface!" Minho yelled.

Emily glanced to Thomas and saw him look down at his watch.... smirking? She shook her head then looked down at her watch then up at the doors and her eyes widened. She was about to speak but Minho beat her to it.

"The doors. They didn't shucking close. The grievers are coming."

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did ya guys get any of the references in here?

-Rach(: