New Girl

WARNING:**There may be spoilers from the Maze Runner trilogy.** After Theresa, the first girl to ever come to the Maze, came, another girl came to the Maze. Her name was Alexandra. She was the next Runner. She would fit in with the rest of the Gladers perfectly. But, one would stick out to her. He would care about her, hurt her, confuse her, and show her right from wrong in the Glade. Do these two have a past outside of the Maze? And is there hope for them inside a Maze full of lies?


10. Farewells Are Not What They Seem/More to Come/Men Can Cry


Within days, I quickly grew attached to the twins with fiery hair. Electra always wanted to talk about whatever was on her mind and didn't care about what anyone thought. Blaise was always observing and watching everyone with laughing eyes and a warm smile. The two couldn't be any more different but, in a way, went together perfectly.

Blaise turned out to be very good at running and was almost instantly made a runner. Electra loved cooking and begged Frypan to let her help prepare meals. It didn't take long for them to adjust and get used to living in a maze.

One day, about a week after the two had arrived, the day was extremely hot. Running was miserable and I couldn't wait to get back and relax.

But, when I got back, nothing about the Glade was calm.

Everyone was gathered around the Box, some people screaming and some crying and some just standing in shock. I ran straight over and pushed my way through the crowd. In the Box was a dead body and a note. Aveline's body.

Through the shock, I forced myself to jump down next to her. The first thing I did was look at her eyes one more time before closing them. Then, I peeled the note from her hands, which were trailed with blood.

This is it. There's no more.

"No more?" Someone yelled from the crowd.

"What does that mean?" Another voice carried.

"No more deaths?"

"Does this mean that our supplies are done?"

"Are we all going to die?"
Soon, the whole group was screaming out questions. All I could do was climb out of the box, away from the limp body, and project myself to everyone.

"HEY!" I tried to scream as loud as I could. The yelling turned to murmurs as I started to speak again. "This is a note from WICKED! What it means will need to be thought about more once we have clear heads! For now, we have to go get Aveline's body and bury her in the forest! Got that?" It took a few moments before some of the Gladers jumped into the Box to grab her body. I followed behind them as they carried her into the forest. Newt eventually seemed to catch up with me and pulled me aside.

"Alexa, what's happened? " He placed his hand in mine and I looked up at him to see the worry on his face.

"She was just... so young. Part of an experiment. A pain in my butt. Someone from our past. But, all I can think is of how this will change things. What will happen now that someone has turned up dead in the Box? Another person tomorrow? Is this really the end for us?"
Newt pulled me in and put my head on his shoulder. "Hey, this isn't a time to worry. We will get to the bloody note. But, for now, let's go see Aveline one last time."

Watching Aveline get buried went over my head and soon enough, the sun set and I couldn't think about her anymore.


It was not easy to watch someone get buried. I didn't cry but I was definitely upset by it. WICKED was now going to get serious about this test that they've put us in. And I knew that it would mean more deaths among the Glade.


It was hard enough to watch Alexandra's empty face during the burial. Watching all the people I'd lived with these two years cry and worry was almost just as bad.

I took the note from Alexa's hand and walked her back to her hammock once Aveline was in the ground. It was all I could think of to help her. I just knew that I had to get her away.

Once we were out of the crowd, I walked her over to her hammock and laid with her. She seemed like an empty life form besides me. An empty vessel lost in her thoughts of what would happen. But, I just laid with her that night. And tried not to cry as she curled into me and cried herself to sleep.

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