it was a burning hot day in the Glade. The sun was high, no clouds, heave waves could be seen everywhere you looked. The showers were being over used again. Alby discovered when the showers were constantly used—the water turned off for a while before coming back. That hadn’t seemed to happen yet but was predicted.

it got to about 5pm. Minho and Thomas the runners came back into the glade. Their clothes stuck to their bodies, showing off every muscle, every vein, everything. Their water bottles were empty too. “welcome back” The dirty blonde British boy Newt welcomed Minho and Thomas. “hey what’s going on with the showers?” Minho panted noticing a bunch of boys standing out side waiting for the taps to work again.

“Same old- the water stopped. It’ll be back soon” Newt replied, the sloppers hard at work cleaning the showers. “I can’t do this” Thomas sighed taking off his shirt exhausted. “same” Minho copied him. Their abs on display. You were laying in your hammock, looking over from a distance at the two shirtless sweaty boys.