"This way!"

I dash the way Minho was already running towards. The walls were crumbling faster then a few minutes ago and it wouldn't be long until the whole maze shifted into another enigmatic pattern.

I was about to look over my shoulder to see how long we had until the cracks were near when his voice alerted me.

"Don't look back and keep running!"

I flushed my thoughts of turning my head and ran even faster, eventually catching up with Minho, who was currently heaving with exhaustion and fatigue.

"Which way is the exit?!" I hear trying to keep a steady voice instead of a ragged one.

But because of the noise and the rumbling, Minho couldn't hear me and kept running, gritting his teeth with frustration. His eyebrows were furrowed and luminous sweat drops were clear enough to drop down on his temples.

"We're almost there!" he alarms suddenly, making me stumble.

A crack was embedded in the granite cement ground and unexpectedly, I tripped on it. Luckily, a rough hand pulled me up and I knew immediately that it was Minho because, well, he and I were the only one in the maze.

"Stop being so shucking clumsy, you're going get us in more trouble then we're already in!"

Had to admit, that had went straight to the heart. My thoughts of expressing my gratitude were completely obsolete as only hate and hurt were pulsing through my veins.

"Like you've never tripped before.." I mutter, not loud enough for him to hear.

"I haven't." he replies in a monotone voice and I'm surprised he had such good hearing senses.

After more minutes of running, we finally saw people. People moving. Real animate figures with actions.

"The way out..." Minho and I both whisper in sync of awe.

With no notice, we both grinned at each other and ran for it, the exit getting closer and closer.

Finally, we were through. We were okay. We were...

"When we're out. You and I are nothing."

We were nothing. Minho looked at me with some kind of emotion I couldn't decipher.

"I'll see you around the Glade." he murmurs before jogging to the another glader and smiling without care.

I look down at the ground. I guess... I did miss that smile. Gulping my self pity, I head for Newt's cabin when screams reciting my name were hurtled toward my direction.

"Nike, you are in so much trouble!"

I hate myself.