Minho, being the Keeper of the Runners, was late to see the new Greenie for this month as usual. Greeting Newt, as he was the closest to the Maze doors. “Newt, dude, wheres the Greenie?”

He asked, his voice visibly showing exhaustion since he just finished another run. “Over ‘ere, Minho.” Using his head to direct Minho to the ‘boy’.

Except, thats what Minho thought. His jaw dropped, at the sight of a female Greenie. You.

Minho put his hands on his hips. “‘Nd you’re?..” He asked bitterly.