WICKED Is Weird (The Fever Code)

5

"Only mostly?" I asked, crossing my arms in annoyance. He just smirked and nodded, messing up my hair.

"Only mostly." He agreed, laughing when I smacked his hand away.

I turned to Thomas, actually wanting a good look at him while my vision wasn't fuzzy on anesthesia.

He looked maybe 7 years old; shorter than Newt and Alby, but taller than Minho. He seemed nice enough too, if a bit confused and nervous.

"Ignore him," I told him, nodding my head towards my friend, who still had that stupid smirk on his face. "I'm completely harmless. It's nice to meet you, Thomas."

"You too?" He replied, but it sounded more like a question.

Newt gestured to Teresa's door. "Alright, nab her so we can get going."

The younger boy nodded, opening the door and letting it close behind him as he entered.

Newt moved to stand beside me, close enough for me to elbow him. He elbowed me back, not even looking.

As we waited, some anxiety crept into my chest. "Is this a good idea?"

After a few seconds, Newt let out a sigh, nodding decisively.

"Yeah."

I decided to take his word for it.

Finally, the two elite subjects emerged from the room.

"Hello again," Teresa said to me, before turning to Newt. "Hello."

"Hi!" I replied cheerfully, while the boy beside me gave a friendly nod.

"We've heard about the two of you." He said. "And those kids Aris and Rachel."

"What's going on?" Thomas asked, looking a bit concerned. "Are you sure this is okay? What if we get caught?"

"Don't be such a worrywart," Newt replied.

If it had been a few years later, I'd have called him a hypocrite. It's an ironic thing to imagine teenaged-him saying, but this was kid-Newt. There was still some innocence left in there, even after all he'd seen.

"If they catch us, what're they gonna do? Lock you up in your rooms?"

"Cut your heads open?" I added, smirking a bit as I tapped the scar above my ear (which my hair had long since grown over).

Thomas sent Teresa an uncertain look, that she met with a challenging one.

"Good point." She agreed, turning back to me and Newt. "Let's go."

She paused for a second.

"Wait, where are we going again?"

Us two veterans of sneaking out laughed a bit, and I crossed my arms again.

"Well, first you guys need to meet Alby and Minho," I told them, nodding for them to follow me. "C'mon."

With that, I spun around on one foot, walking back down the hall the way Newt and I had come, and hearing 3 sets of footsteps following behind me.

I'll have you know that whatever anyone tries to tell you, I actually have an excellent sense of direction when I can focus, so I managed to get us all the way down to the maintenance closet in only 16 minutes and 42 seconds (not that I was counting or anything).

"We have arrived!" I announced proudly, pushing the door open.

"This is our favourite hiding spot." I heard Newt telling the newbies behind as as we all filed into the small room.