"Listen here, greenie! You've been here three days, I've been here three years!" Gally argued with Thomas.
"You've been here three years and you're still here, Gally! What does that tell you, huh?" Thomas argued back.
Oh boy.
"Hey, knock it off!" I yelled at them, as more boys gathered around to watch them arguing back and forth.
"Yeah, Thomas." Gally scuffed, as he crossed his arms over his chest like a bratty kid.
"That means you too, Gally." I told him.
Gally's head quickly snapped in my direction.
"Seriously? What's gotten into you? You're supposed to be my friend. You're supposed to back me up." Gally stepped closer to me, as he spat those words in my face.
"I'm doing my best to be fair to everyone. I can't back you up when you're starting arguments that don't need to be started." I told him.
Gally's eyes narrowed at me, as they seemed to grow dark.
"Ohhhh, I see what's happening now!" Gally spoke in a condescending voice, "this new greenie showed up, who happens to be the only other girl... and now you're fighting for everyone's attention! Looks like you and her are fighting for last place."
Everyone around gasped.
Woah.
I couldn't believe that Gally, my best friend said that.
Was he lying this whole time about what he really thought of me?
"Shut your pie hole, Gally!" Newt hollered at him.
My body seemed to move before my mind could think.
I don't think I've ever been this angry in my life.
My whole body went hot, as it filled with pure rage.
I stepped closer to Gally, pulled my fist back, and punched him across the side of his face with all my might.
I hadn't realized what I did, until after I did it.
Everything happened so fast.
I hit him pretty hard too.
Gally stumbled back a few steps, as he clutched the side of his face with both of his hands.
"DAMNNNNNNNN!" Frypan dragged out.
Some of the Glader's gasped again, and some of them seemed to almost laugh at Gally... which only made him more mad.
Two Glader's quickly grabbed Gally while Newt and Thomas grabbed me, and they pulled us away from each other before anything worse happened.
"Hey!" Teresa ran up to us, "Alby's awake!"
As we all began to rush over to the med-jacks, the harsh reality of what had just happened had kicked in.
My stomach turned into a knot, as tears filled my eyes.
My whole body trembled,as we entered the med-jack building.
Alby sat on the edge of the bed, silently.
"Hey, Alby." Thomas said, as he crouched down by his side, "I think me and Minho might have found a way out of here."
Alby slowly turned his head towards Thomas.
"No, we can't leave. I've seen what it's like outside of here." Alby was almost crying as he spoke.
Thomas stood up, taking a step back.
Then, Alby looked over at me.
He grabbed me by the arm, pulling me closer to him.
"I'm sorry!" Alby started crying now, "You're not even supposed to be here! I'm so sorry!"
More tears filled my eyes as he said that.
First Ben and now Alby.
Why do they keep saying that?
What do they see when they're stung?
I pulled my arm away from his grip, and I walked out into the hallway.
"Hey, everything alright?" Newt quickly asked, as he followed me out.
That did it.
I started bawling.
I couldn't hold it in any longer.
Now, I expected Newt to start yelling at me.
But instead, he pulled me into his chest.
"Aren't you going to yell at me? Just yell at me." I managed to say, as I tried to swallow my cries.
Newt took me by the hand.
"I would, because you did hit another Glader.... but, Gally did deserve it." Newt sort of chuckled at the end.
I took a deep breath to calm myself.
"Let's step outside." Newt then lead me outside the med-jack building, and we stood just outside the door.
"What are we going to do about Alby?" I asked Newt.
"It will be a few days, but he'll come around." Newt spoke quietly.
"Newt, he's out of it. I don't trust him right now. I'm scared he's going to do something crazy." I admitted to Newt.
"He'll come around." Newt repeated.
"But, what about now? I mean, we already got enough to deal with, I know. Newt, Somethings changed here. First Alby getting stung, then the boys living through a night in the maze, then Teresa coming up in that box and I know that the box still hasn't gone back down. I mean, how long do you think we can last without our monthly supplies?" I asked him truthfully.
The harsh reality of everything I had said was unsettling to the both of us.
We were trying our best, but we didn't know what we were doing.
"Thomas and Minho said they think they found away out of here. I know it's not set in stone, but I think you're right. Somethings going on here, and that's our best chance of getting out." Newt agreed.
Everyone began stepping out of the med jack building.
Newt and I grabbed Thomas and Minho.
"What did you find out there?" I asked the two of them.
"Well, that thing we found the other day. When we brought it to the maze, section seven was still open." Minho said as the four of us walked.
That section wasn't supposed to be open again for another week.
"When we got close to the edge of the last wall, there was some sort of opening that was locked, like the grievers home. That thing was like a key. It triggered something and the walls started moving, so we had to get out of there so we didn't get stuck another night." Thomas told us.
"So... you think the way out... is going where the grievers live... the grievers home?" I dragged out.
That's when I stopped dead in my tracks.
"I know it's hard to believe, but what other choice do we have." Thomas said back.
I stood there, and thought for a moment.
It was starting to slowly get dark out.
Frypan was working on dinner.
"What's wrong?" Newt asked me.
I turned in a slow circle, as I listened.
"Oh, shit!" I said loudly.
"What?" Minho asked me.
At this time of day, we should hear the concrete scraping together signaling the doors of the maze where closing for the night.
It was silent.
The doors didn't move an inch.
My blood went cold.
"The doors aren't shutting." I told them seriously.