𝙒𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩?

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙚 leans against a beam as he gazes towards the maze doors curiously, as the curly-haired boy beside him rambles.

"It's basically the same story for all of us." He hears the boy say—catching his attention. Chuck tightens the makeshift hammock behind him as the greenie keeps his golden eyes on the entrance.

"We wake up in the box, Alby gives us the tour...then here we are—Don't worry, you're already doing better than I did." Chuck says, placing his hands on his hips.

"I clunked my pants three times before they got me out of the pit." The boy rambles as he turns around to see the greenie no longer listening. Instead, the greenie walks towards the maze.

Chuck lets out an annoyed huff before running after the newbie.

"Dude, where are you going?" Chuck's voice calls as his heavy and rapid footsteps sound from behind the greenie.

"I just wanna see." The greenie grunts in agitation.

"You can look around all you want, but you better not go out there." Chuck warns as they continue walking to the center of the glade.

"Why not? What's through there?"

"I don't know. I just know what I'm told." Chuck stops the greenie before he gets any closer to the maze opening, reaching an arm out to stop the boy.  "And we're not supposed to leave."

Just as the boy falls into step beside the greenie— three figures emerge from the entrance, running past the two gladers as the greenie narrows his eyes at them. His eyebrows furrow when he sees the third person in the middle, who is hidden behind the two boys.

𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭?

As the three people run past, the greenie stares at the beauty running towards them, her bright green eyes connecting to his dark honey brown.

Minho turns back to the two boys, adverting the greenie's gaze away from the girl.  "Hey, Chuck. New greenie, huh?"

"How's it feel to be promoted?" The other boy beside Minho asks as they continue jogging.

"Feels great, Ben!" Chuck yells

"Did he clunk his panties?" Blake asks as she walks behind Minho, referring to the greenie beside the youngster.

"Just about!" Chuck chuckles back

Blake eyes the new greenie, staring at them as she continues running, noting his gaze on hers as she passes by.

From her quick glance, she notes his broad shoulders and muscular frame. His warm, chocolate eyes and his soft hair brown hair fall over his forehead as her green eyes scan over him quickly. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘵.

Turning her head back in front of her, she ignores his presence, as she isn't one to take care of the greenies on their first day. They all annoy her and the others with questions she didn't know or couldn't answer.

She can't help but not disobey what she had thought to herself as she glances back behind her again. 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮?

His dark brown eyes twinkle as Blake notes the gold specks surrounding his irises... 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦—? The greenie's face has a few moles that litter the sides of his cheeks, and a sharp jawline clenches as he mirrors Blake's gaze.

𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦. Blake thinks to herself.

Minho catches the brunette girl staring as they walk closer to camp. "You're drooling, Princess." The boy teases as they walk side by side. Blake's gaze turns into a glare as she continues walking.

From the other side of the glade, the two boys stand by the entrance of the maze, the greenie still watching the runners—more specifically, the female runner.

"Who's that?—And I thought no one was allowed to leave?" The boy questions as his eyebrows furrow

Chuck grins immediately—knowing who the greenie is referring to. "That's Blake; she's the only girl in the glade—and I said we're not allowed to leave, but they're different. They're runners—They know more about the maze than anyone."

"Wait, what?" The greenie finally takes his attention away from the girl, turning back to Chuck.

"What?" Chuck asks innocently, knowing he made the mistake of telling the greenie about the maze.

They weren't supposed to tell the newbies anything about the maze until they settled in. Of course, Newt made that mistake when Blake arrived, but that was quickly made into a new rule.

"What?—You just said the "maze."

"I did?" Chuck tries to play it off, scratching his head nervously.

"Yeah." The greenie lets out a dry laugh; inching closer to the maze, he stares into the entrance. A brand new set of questions flood the greenie's mind as he gazes between the concrete; intrigue floods his body.

From afar, Blake watches as the greenie nears the entrance, gazing in as Chuck rushes behind the boy to ensure he doesn't go in. "Curious one, ain't he?" Blake blurts out to turn her gaze to Minho, who stands beside her.

Minho's arms crossed over his chest as he let out a scoff, watching the curious boy. "Reminds me of someone—" He hints as he turns his head to the girl with an eyebrow quirked.

Blake rolls her eyes but freezes when she sees Gally charging straight for the greenie—𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰.

The girl pushes off of the ground as she jogs towards the boys who stand at the entrance. Barely making it twenty feet away before Gally pushes the greenie off his feet—sending the boy flying backward. The greenie lands on the hard ground, squirming onto his back as Gally towers over him, screaming.

"We gotta stop meeting like this, greenie." The builder shouts as his veins protrude out of his forehead. Blood rushes to his ears as they turn red from agitation.

Blake skids to a stop next to the curly-haired youngster as they watch Gally scream at the greenie. The newbie pushes his hands off of the ground to stand up, feeling the builder's frame towering over his hunched figure; the boy screams—"Get off me!" As he pushes the taller boy back.

"All right! Calm, calm, calm." Gally urges, raising his hands up in surrender.

"Don't touch me!"

"Hey, just relax!" Gally continues urging the boy, trying to calm him down.

"What the hell is wrong with you guys?" The boy shouts angrily as his eyes scan around the group.

Newt and the other gladers soon jog up to the frightened newbie from hearing the commotion and screaming. "Just calm down, all right." Newt coos as his hands also fly up in surrender.

Blake stands off to the side, watching the scene unfold, unamused. Her eyebrow arches at the greenie's evident agitation and terror as the rest of the boys fall beside her.

The greenie freaks out even more. "No, okay! Why won't you tell me what's out there!"

Alby raises his hand, trying to calm the boy down, inching towards him cautiously. Blake knows the doors are about to close, so she doesn't say a word.

She lets the boys handle it, as she does not have the energy to argue or explain. Usually, the girl has a lot of energy, but after her runs, she gets tired and doesn't feel like dealing with it.

"We're just trying to protect you. It's for your own good." Alby says, inching to the frantic boy.

"You guys can't just keep me here!" The newbie continues yelling.

"I can't let you leave." Alby tries to tell him.

"Why not?" The greenie questions angrily.

Suddenly the gladers hear a click coming from behind them; turning their heads towards the doors, the maze rumbles, making the walls move. A gust of wind blows through the opening as the greenie stares into the maze.

"What the hell?" He mutters in confusion

The doors to the maze creak, slowly closing as the gladers all stand by, watching the doors close.

Blake stands in the same spot with her arms crossed, still watching the greenie. As the maze doors finally shut, making a loud echo sound—the gladers turn their heads back to the greenie.

"Next time, I'm gonna let you leave." Gally says, walking past the group of boys formed at the doors.

The greenie turns to look at the gladers starting to head back, as he sees the girl still standing there with her arms crossed.

"Curiously kills the cat."

The greenie furrows his eyebrows at the girl's statement as she returns to camp.

The greenie stares at the girl walking away, watching her hips sway.

"Don't even try it." Chuck's voice startles the curious newbie. "Minho will kick your ass."

The dark-haired boy turns to face Chuck, making a frown as he clears his throat. "I—I wasn't—" he begins.

"Yeah, you were—It's okay. She's hot—the only girl in the glade, I get it...Just don't do anything stupid." Chuck warns him.