Ben, Minho and I walked to get some breakfast and met up with Newt and Alby. We ate in small conversations but I enjoyed the company. Minho gave me the day off so I could tend to my beat up 'boyfriends' every needs.

We (Newt and I) walked back down to a small creek in the forested area I first heard the voice, Teresa. He looked like a bloody mess but I couldn't help but find it alluring.

"I never got to ask you if you liked being a runner." He said. "So do you?"

"Yeah! I mean it is super scary and all these bloody turns and my feet probably smelled like klunk after but it was cool."

"It was cool." He mimicked me. "Sounds like a bloody party."

"Ben and Minho are my friends." I say truthfully. "And so are Alby, Frypan and Matt."

"That's good that you are making 'friends'." He laughs.

My smile fades. "Newt I think I should tell you why I keep dosing off and freaking out in the middle of the night."

He seems worried but nods.

"I think I'm apart of WICKED you know? I think I worked with them before they sent me here. I keep hearing voices of a girl named...what's her name? Teresa! Yeah Teresa! And I keep dreaming about this boy named Thomas, I think he was one of my friends but I remember you Newt. I remember nothing but names and faces but nothing behind the reason why we had been sent here but Newt I remember you and visiting you and getting in trouble for it but doing it anyways." I hiccuped.

"Bloody hell." He shook his head. "That's insane."

"I stole you an apple once." I giggle.

"Romantic."