The next morning we had a meeting, I tagged along -much to everyone's annoyance- and we had a long conversation about what to do.

There's only about 25 people left now and we don't want to stay here and let them die.

"We should leave, go threw the maze and find a way out." Newt says.

"And how are we suppose to when it's the monsters from the maze that's killing us?!" Alby questions.

"We go over the cliff." Thomas says to himself.

Everyone turned and looks at him. "What do you mean, over the cliff, you want us all dead or somethin'" Alby asks.

"N-no, the grievers go over the cliff, it must be a a way out." Thomas explains.

"It's true, I had a dream that I got taken by a Griever and it took me over the cliff." I add.

"Wait, did it take you through a tunnel like thing?" Thomas asks me.

"Y-yeah, a large upright pipe." I say.

"Then you're not the only one to have that dream, I had it to, it was almost like a memory." He says.

"Well they're just dreams, we can't trust them." Alby says grumpily.

"How about we send two runners in to check it out, see if they can find anything?!" Newt suggests.

"N-" Alby gets cut off.

"Yeah, you and me Shank, we'll go in, cut vines to find our way and then find that pipe thingy." Minho says to Newt.

"That's if there is one." Alby adds.

"I know!" I say loudly "you could take a bucket of mud with you, so that way you can throw mud off the cliff and see if it lands."

"Good idea, Sophie." Newt compliments.

"Let's go get ready." Minho says as he turns to leave.

The meeting finishes and I go out with them to help make some mud.

..

Once we have a bucket full we head to the doors.

"It'll only be open for 5 more hours, so be careful." I say to the boys as I give them hugs goodbye.

"We will, no need to worry about us Soph." Newt smiles and hugs me back.

"Yeah, Soph, we're men, big and strooong." Minho says, showing off his muscles.

I laugh at him and give him a hug too.

"Bye!" I yell, as I lean against Tom who was there with me.

"Bye..." Newt says, disappointment on his face.

Why's he disappointed? I thought to myself before shrugging it off as nothing.

Thomas wraps his arms around me, affectionately.

I hold his arms to me and look up at him.

He smiles back down, then starts to lean in.

I rise up on my tippy-toes and our lips connect.

It wasn't like fireworks or anything, it was just a kiss, that made my world.