The first thing I realized when I woke up, was that I never checked up on Minho at night. No one ever assured me Minho was okay. Newt did say it was just a dream, but I had to see Minho to be fully convinced.

With a dark feeling, I got dressed into some run clothes as fast as I could. Only thinking about how there was a chance I would see Minho's dead body lying on the ground, made me worried as hell.

My heart beat faster than usual, just for me to realize how badly I cared for Minho. When finally, I got ready, I rushed out of the hut. My eyes spun from the ground, to the Homestead, and other places in the Glade, and to my luck, I saw no dead bodies.

But what if Alby moved him? Am I turning crazy?

I bit my lip and stood in line for breakfast, not feeling like going to Minho's hut. I would get suspicious! "Yo, Newbie!" Frypan cheerfully greeted me, handing me a plate.

"Thanks, Fry," I mumbled, not realizing how easily everyone could see I was upset. "See ya."

Frypan's eyes burned in my back as I walked toward the table we always sat on. I almost stopped right in my tracks when I saw that Minho's seat was empty. So was Chuck's, but I saw him lie next to me in bed.

My breathing hitched and I tried to control my emotions, which were already turning bad. "Where's Minho?" I asked Newt as I sat down.

"I don't know. Haven't seen him yet." Newt simply answered. "You okay?"

"Yeah, fine." I paused. "You?"

"I'm alright." Newt chuckled for some reason, but I didn't. I couldn't.

With my head down and not a clear word coming out of my mouth, I started eating. The food tasted awful, somehow. It was like it landed on my completely empty stomach, aching.

I got more worried by the second and was lost in my mind that I didn't even hear Newt speaking, until he called out my name. "Jane!"

My head snapped up. "Huh? Yeah?"

"He's right there." Newt pointed behind me.

I turned around and gasped. Minho was standing a few feet away from us, ready to go wait in line.

Thank god.

Without thinking, I ran over to him and wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tightly. I was so happy it was just a dream and I didn't actually kill Minho or Newt.

"Uhm.. good morning to you too." Minho hesitantly put a hand on the back of my head.

"You're alive," I whispered, burying my head in Minho's shoulder.

"Yeah, I suppose I don't die overnight, do I?" Minho let go of me and watched me in confusion. "You okay, Shebean?"

Quickly I pulled away from Minho, realizing I literally hugged him out of a sudden, in an intense way. "Sorry." I apologized, looking down as my whole face turned deep red.

"Don't worry. I would like a hug too if I saw a handsome face like this." Minho joked, clearly proud of himself. "But I asked you something."

"What did you say?" I wondered, not remembering Minho asking me something since I was too busy apologizing for my sudden attack.

"I asked if you were okay." Minho frowned at my reaction.

"Me? Oh, I'm fine." I lied. I didn't feel the best, but also not the worst. It was weird.
"You go get.. your breakfast. I'm gonna continue eating." I mumbled before I walked away.

Steal some medical supplies.

Yay, there it was again. What's your stupid consequence this time?

We'll let you get the wrong memories again. Like two days ago.

My breathing hitched. Stupid voice! Okay.

Then my mind buzzed, the voice disappearing. Feeling even worse than before, I started eating again. I hated the voice so much. I didn't want to steal anything. It was horrible! Who even decided for me to be a spy? Why would they expect someone so worthless like me to complete that sort of stuff? Could've chosen someone a little less lame! Someone who wasn't in love with two guys, especially when she had to kill one of them!

"Good morningggggg." Chuck talked dramatically and long. Newt glanced at me, almost seeming angry, but then he smiled.

"Good morning, Chuck," Newt replied.

I leaned my head on my hand and continued eating, just for Chuck to wave his hand in front of my eyes. "Hello? I said good morning! It's polite to say something back, you know?"

"Morning," I grumbled.

"Did Minho do something again?" Chuck frowned. "Why are you moody?"

Minho appeared and whispered something in Chuck's ear, whose eyes opened wide and cheeks red. "What does that mean?"

"What does what mean?" I wondered, curious about whatever the hell Minho said about me this time.

Chuck frowned. "Can you repeat it, Minho? I forgot what you said."

Newt scoffed. "He told you three seconds ago!"

"Like Minho once said, I'm mentally three." Chuck proudly crossed his arms.

"Wow! He admitted!" Minho gasped loudly, sarcastically, of course.

"Just repeat it!" Chuck ordered. Minho sighed and leaned in, whispering something again. "A little louder, please? I think I'm deaf."

Again, Minho's mouth moved, meaning he talked, but Chuck's eyebrows furrowed. "Talk shucking louder!"

Minho rolled his eyes and let out a very girly yell right in Chuck's ear. "OW!" Chuck screamed. "Now I'm definitely deaf! Just repeat it out loud, for klunk's sake!"

For the fourth time, Minho whispered something, Chuck slowly nodding. "Aah. Okay." His eyebrows scrunched even deeper. "I still don't know what that means."

"What means what?" Newt asked.

"Does that mean a day full of ladies?" Chuck innocently blurted out, ignoring Newt.

"What?" Minho yelled out.

"You said ladies day!" Chuck defended. "Jane, can you explain?"

"No." I snapped, not in the mood for any of their fun talks, and especially not for Minho joking about periods again.

"Didn't know you would get mad," Chuck mumbled, but then raised his voice again. "Who wants to help prank Gally today?"

"I have to run," Minho replied.

"Gotta work, sorry, Chuck." Newt apologized before turning to me. So did Minho and Chuck.

My cheeks got red. "What?"

"Where is your mind going? I asked if you want to join pranking Gally!" Chuck pouted heavily, like I said something hurtful.

"Oh, no. Not today, Chuck. Sorry." I answered, quieter than I expected to sound. God, they really got me good! I'm moody only because of their stupid tasks.

"Y'all are boring!" Chuck sighed.

"Excuse you? I risk my life out there every shuck day, just to give you a home! Give me some credit, jeez." Minho argued, throwing his hands in the air. Normally I would've laughed, but that was not the case.

"Did you just say I'm homeless?" Chuck gave Minho an offended glance. "Because then you are too!"

Minho and Chuck kept on bickering about literally nothing useful, so I didn't really bother them much.
"Why are you even up this early, Chuck?"

"Because you're the only ones in here that appreciate me a bit! Well.. only Newt and Jane. I feel like you hate me!"

"Your senses are good, Chuck."

"You take that back right now!"

"You asked for it."

"I didn't put a question mark behind it!"

"Put away that attitude of yours, little man!"

"At least I'm a man!"

"A little one!"

"Which part of a man we talkin' about?"

Newt choked on his food once Chuck said that, coughing loudly after, but Chuck kept going.

"Because I'm sure your little man is-."

Newt slammed his hand on Chuck's mouth like usual. "We get it, Chuck."

Chuck licked Newt's hand again, since the blonde pulled away. "How do you get it? It's not like you have proof. Or did you see-."

"Chuck, we get it. Seriously." Newt added, cheeks slightly red.

"I don't." Chuck turned to me. "Jane, I'm sure you know the answer."

"About what question?" I grinned just to annoy Newt, but then my face dropped and I gave Chuck an offended glance. "Why are you asking me? I'm not supposed to know that!"

"I bet you do know, because-."

"Shut your bloody mouth, Chuck!" Newt ordered. "This is embarrassing."

"Why? Because your-."

"Don't finish that sentence." Newt threatened, interrupting Chuck once again.

"Why not? Are you jealous?"

"Why would I be- wait. Don't continue or answer, please." Newt commanded, sternly, probably tired of Chuck.

"Alright, Newt the Second-in-command." Chuck mimicked in a high-pitched voice.

Definitely has some attitude.

"You could've helped to defend me!" Chuck whisper-screamed in my ear.

"I think you did a pretty good job with that yourself," I replied, motioning at Newt's pissed face.

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A/N: Yep. This whole chapter is about the boys bickering :)