After surviving the Maze trials. Lilah must go through the ?????? ?????? with her past haunting her. Facing ?.?.?.? head on.
Only this time she is not alone. With the help of her friends and a certain boy named, ???? -They will...
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A/N: I had fun writing this chapter :)
Btw I wrote this while listening to Party Anthem by Arctic Monkeys on repeat.
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Is it possible to fall in love as a teenager? To find THE one at such a young age? I did not have much experience when it came to dating, especially since my memories were wiped. But what I did know was that I loved Newt. No amount of words could ever describe the way I felt about that boy. He was THE one.
"Wow there, watch your step." Newt grabbed a hold of my arm and steadied my legs, preventing me from falling face front in the sand. Slowly but surely the ground was turning flat and we will be down with all the sand hills...hopefully.
"Thanks." I tighten my grip on my bag before looking up at the sky. The sun was hotter than ever. "So, these mountain people are our only hope, huh?" I said to Newt.
"More or less." He pursed his lips. Newt looked a head at Thomas and Teresa who lead the group. Behind was Fry, Minho, and Aris. Lastly, Newt and I trailed at the back.
"I was meaning to ask you, do you know what's going on with Thomas and Teresa?"
"What do you mean?"
"They seem off. Teresa is quieter than usual. And that girl can be quiet." He stated, while digging his heels into the sand every step.
"Oh, that." I mumbled to myself. "They had a small argument a few days ago. Teresa thinks one way and Thomas thinks the other, they clash sometimes." I explained, not going into much detail about their relationship issues.
"Sounds about right." He retorted. Then moved onto a different topic. "How's the kid?" Newt jolted an eye towards the back of Aris's head and I smiled, fondly.
"He's strong. Quiet but strong."
"Yeah, Fry's been getting the kid out of his shell these past days. I over heard Fry talking to Aris about Winston. The kid wanted to know more about him apparently."
"That's sweet." I glanced straight a head to see Minho and Fry arguing over something and Aris walking on the guide lines laughing at the two. He notice me staring and smiled before saying something to Minho.
From the corner of my eye I saw Newt look between Aris and me. Wheels spinning in his mind as he stared.
"What?" I questioned the boy.
"It's just..." Newt shook his head, caught in the act of staring before continue his train of thought. "You'd make a great mom one day." He spoke thoughtfully, like he was admiring me.
