Winston's POV

"Now me..."

I love most parts of my life.

Well.

I did.

But that was before WICKED.

My story, rags to riches.

Rags at home.

Riches in love from friends.

Anyway.

I loved all the old holidays you had. Halloween was probably my favourite, even after I stopped trick or treating. And before WICKED of course. This day and age some people don't need costumes, like the cranks. They're scary enough. You'd see your whole town or village or city or wherever you lived come to life. Little kids running round on hyperactive mode because they've had one too many sweets with their sticky hands. Or you'd see the older kids in dark hoodies and clown masks scaring the shit out of the trick or treaters in forests or on the streets.

But now is different.

I don't see no village with hyper little kiddies.

I don't see no town strung with Halloween lights and all the street doing a competition for the scariest house.

I don't see no city with the streets bursting with people all ages, clutching their sweet bag like their life depended on it.

I see... White. Light blue. White again. More white. Grey. Black. White white white.

That's WICKED for you. All the life and party all sucked out of it.

An empty shell.

The youngest of my squad is Chuck. He's ten.

Minho, that sarcastic dickhead of my mate always seems to keep grinning and puts us in stitches sometimes with his jokes that are that bad that we cry with happy tears.

He's in the trials. The Maze trials.

Gally, the rock solid opinionated dude with the dodgy eyebrows. Not that friendly if he doesn't know you, but great if he does. Super protective.

He's in the trials. The Maze trials.

Alby, the in-charge, and kind guy leads us and he's got the most experience.

Experience of WICKED.

No one know's his story. He says no one will...

He's in the trials. The Maze trials.

Frypan. God, I love him as a mate. That sassiness has no filter. I love it! He's an amazingggg cook too. Not that he cooks much here at WICKED.

He's in the trials. The Maze trials.

Newt. Blonde British lad. One of the most strong, (though he doesn't look that strong, especially compared to buff Minho); is the most lad-lad boy you will meet. He's also one of the most understanding and go-to guy. Tegan, (Newt's girlfriend, Thomas' sister and my best friend), once called him The Glue. Because he glues us all together. Uniting us.

He's in the trials. The Maze trials.

Thomas, Newt's and Minho's best friend. I'm close to him but Tegan is my best friend. Thomas is extremely, EXTREMELY protective of Tegan and me. And Chuck and all of us really. He's so funny, natural funny, he doesn't even try and it's great. He's great.

He's not in the trials. Yet.

Thomas' younger sister is my best friend. Tegan. She's a year older than me and we've grown up together. Since she was three and me two. I don't fancy her though. Never have. When I was eleven I came out as gay and she was perfectly accepting of me. It's not obvious I am, I'm a very 'manly' one.

My parents, not so much.

They threw me out when I told them.

Tegan and Thomas' family took me in. I'm so greatful. I started self harming two weeks later. Tegan saw and was horrified. But she helped me through it. Like Thomas. Like their family. Like my family. Their family became mine. My biological family disowned me and cut all the ties. I washed my hands of them. They never loved me or wanted me and I had a rubbish childhood other than the Tegan parts.

Then next month? I was cut-free.

"Win! Come on I want food!"

That's her most famous line to me. She's obsessed with food. Literally. I help her. Like when she's on her period. Did you know all girls have codenames for periods so they can talk about it freely without being embarrassed by the boys.

"Ugh, fuck sake! I'm on the bloody rag!" She'd mutter to herself and stalk off before she leaked.

'Bloody' is British and she's started using his little British phrases and words like that because of Newt being British.

"Win, shhh, don't tell anyone, I'm surfing the crimson tide."

She didn't need to say that. Everyone could tell she was on the rag. This was due to her Aspergers and mental health issues and just her body in general. You had to be proper careful or she'd crack, crack you - your arm, leg, shoulder, wrist whatever.

"Bob is visiting." Tegan would singsong at dinner.

Whenever Thomas knew she was having her seven day, EXTREMELY, heavy period, (she had the worst possible physical and mental period, and the longest possible time, it's depressing and distressing to see); then he'd give her lots of hugs and would talk about their old memories to chill her out.

"I'm on." Tegan would sometimes just announce to us in a surly voice then would cross her arms.

Periods are a lot like pregnancy, the girl's body thinks it is pregnant, so Tegan's stomach swelled enormously as her stomach is normally flat as a pancake it looked enormous than usual anyway. She would always get cravings. Every time it would be chocolate. Though occasionally it would be something garlicy or chickeny. But ALWAYS chocolate. On her period Tegan would have no appetite, other than chocolate, she'd eat a mouse's portion and be fine. In the event when she was on her period Newt would be so kind and gentle with her. Stroking her swelled stomach. Rubbing her lower back as she had chronic back pain when 'on'. Newt would steal chocolate for Tegan and she would smile hungrily when he showed it her with a mischievous grin. While Tegan would gobble it up real fast Newt would just chuckle at her with his arm around her shoulder's. 

They are great together.

Soulmates Newt and Tegan are.

He'd just twizzle her hair around his fingers and she'd just smile at him. Just smile. Tegan loves Newt so much. And he does her too.

It was so horrible when he was took to the Maze trials. Tegan's screams were so ear-splitting, Earthshattering and heartbroken that I didn't even know that a mortal could make that level of noise with such emotion in her vocal cords.

Tegan changed since Newt left.

Uh huh, she did. Her depression and anxiety was a million or even a billion times worse. Tegan was a mess. Still is to be honest, I'm not being horrible. She is.

It broke her already icy stone heart even more when our group got split up.

Especially when Newt went.

It broke me even more to see her like that.

When Newt tried to kill himself. That was her darkest day. And Thomas'. But more so Tegan.

If Newt had succeeded in killing himself I reckon Tegan would have done the same.

My best friend.

Tegan is like a twin sister to me.

(She acts younger than her age anyway due to her Aspergers).

I'm next. Next in the maze.

Next.

Happy Halloween everyone. Well, it was Halloween when I wrote and first published this chapter. Hope you enjoyed it.