That night, I dreamt about Minho. It might sound really perverted and awkward but... I knew obviously that I held feelings for him. I was sleeping in Newt's cabin. He still hasn't come back. I wonder what the Gladers are talking right now? They sent me away earlier but the Gathering went on.

I woke up. It was dark and only little light shone through the window. I didn't know what time it was but I saw Newt sleeping on the floor, peacefully. I was grateful. Newt was really.. beautiful. He has treated me so kindly even on the first day. I felt terrible that I was secretly ruining his life. But I will change. I will change for good. No more WICKED. I will be on the side of the Gladers.

Making the bed, I went outside and silently closed the door behind me. There was no one outside. Good. I ran to where the weapons had been hidden and grabbed a small dagger and a chest plate. When I headed outside once again, a shadow moved ominously. I gulped but went towards it thanks to my curiosity.

There, a strong hand enclosed on my wrist and pulled me back. I almost squealed in surprise but stopped myself. I look up to find Minho. He was grinning at me?

"You were trying to sneak out? Sneaky little shuck. I'm the keeper of the Runners. There's no escape from me." he whispers jokingly.

I smile inwardly and calm my heartbeat. At least I had made up with Minho. Sort of. I was still lying to him... But it's safer if he doesn't know.

"Follow me, I wanna show you something cool." he flashes a happy smile and runs ahead.

I followed him straight away and felt the urge to ask what happened yesterday but nervous and scared that I might ruin this positive mood.

We went into the forest. I think I knew what was coming. He was going to show me..

"Welcome to the Map Room. Where the Runners have been studying the maze for how many years, we don't know." Minho raises his hand and places a look of pride on his face.

I laugh. My thesis was correct. But the way that Minho was so happy made me feel all bubbly inside.

Minho takes my hand and pulls me inside. I gap at how big the room was and all the maps dangling down the strings. In the middle was the exact craft of the mazen. I was astonished. He had built the maze. Like me. I flicker my gaze to Minho and saw that he was staring at me. His smile was still there and there was a twinkle of light in his eyes.

"You seem happy." he suggests.

I nod, forcing a strange smile. "Totally."