I put on the hoodie I got from Minho and took a deep breath. It smelled just like him. Manly and strong. I kept it close to my nose as I snuggled into it. It was dark and cold sitting in the pit and there were no sounds coming from the Gladers. Everyone went to sleep, but I just couldn't get myself to. Sometimes I heard the walls changing in the Maze and the loud whirring and clicking sounds of the Grievers, but I couldn't concentrate on that.

I wanted it to be morning already, to get the results of the vote. I wanted to become a Runner and if I needed I would have sat around in the pit until they had three, four or even five meetings organised, just to make me become one.

I was moving around uncomfortably as the space was small and damp and I could feel my cloths getting wet. I closed my eyes and after about a thousand turns I finally gave myself to dreamland.

I was running through a corridor when I heard a loud shot not far from me. I started running faster when a second shot followed. I looked to the side and saw Minho fall down on the concrete floor, hitting his head. His face changed. He was in pain. Both his head and shoulder was bleeding. I tried to stop it with my shirt, but I couldn't. I was desperately trying to help him, while trying to stop myself from crying, but every effort of mine seemed to be useless  He was in pain and I couldn't help.

I felt hands grabbing my shoulder before I was pulled up and away from Minho. I screamed, I started kicking, I even bit the man who came to stand in front of me trying to cover my mouth. I tried to resist with all the power I have left, but they were stronger. The way the man's hands dug their way into my skin was excruciating and by trying to escape I just made it worse. I looked down at Minho's body laying across the floor. It seemed lifeless.

"Minho!" I screamed his name trying to get his attention, but he was unconscious.

"Look at me, you little rascal." The man standing in front of me harshly grabbed my chin and made me look at him. His blue eyes looked at me with an ice cold look. "You will do as I say or your little friend will die here." He grabbed his gun from his side and pointed it towards Minho. I followed every movement of his crying.

"Please don't do it. Please help him. Please!" I pleaded. A disgusting grin appeared on his face.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" He asked and I nodded without hesitation. "Promise me you won't try run away and you will complete all the tests obediently without even a hint of resistance." I nodded as quickly as I could. I just wanted them to get to Minho.

"I promise!" I finally answered. He nodded towards a group of men standing around the corner dressed in black, weapons hanging off of their side. They lifted Minho's unconscious body and took it out of my sight. I followed his unconscious body until it has completely left my sight.

"He will be fine. But you" He laughed. "not necessarily " He held his gun up to my head and hit my temple.

I woke up sweating and trying to catch my breath. I didn't know where I was at first, but then I recognised Minho's shirt on me and everything came back. It was just a dream. I was confused at how real it seemed, but I didn't pay much attention to it as I saw Newt at the entrance.

"I thought you were never planning on waking up." I heard Newt's voice.

"I thought I would never wake up." I replied.

"Bad dreams?" He asked and opened my door. "Come on." He lead me out of the pit.

"Yeah, a horrible one." I nodded. "Where are we going?" I asked and didn't have to think twice, before I saw the Council Hall. "Oh!" I said quietly.

"Yeah, it's time to decide what you wanted all along." He smirked.

We walked in to the room and I saw all the Keepers scattered around the place. I saw Zart, Alby, Clint, Gally, Frypan, Winston, 3 other boys whose name I wasn't sure of and last but not least Minho. Newt lead me to a chair at the back of the hall and made me sit down on it. I placed my hands in the pocket of Minho's hoodie and listened to Alby.

"As you all know I called this gathering because Y/N has been wanting to become a Runner." I heard some gasps coming from the Keepers making me realise not everyone was aware of my will. "She has however refused to do any other jobs, therefore as a punishment, she had to stay overnight in the pit." He sighed. "As the problem doesn't seem to be solved easily, I called this meeting to make a decision on what will happen to her." He finished.

"But Alby, she is setting a bad example." One of the boys I didn't know spoke. "If we actually vote her to be a Runner for whatever miraculous reason it will just show to the other Gladers that they can go against the orders as they will be forgiven after being punished mildly once." Alby hummed quietly.

""However, she also sets the example of how to stand up for yourself and how to chase after what you want." Newt started.

"If we have a Runner like her, it shows determination and that is always a positivity. Don't forget, the Gladers need people who they can look up to. And they might not do so just yet, but with her determination it could actually effect people in a better way too." Newt stood up for me. It made me smile and I whispered a thank you as he looked at me.

"So Johnathan you are voting with a No and Newt your vote is a Yes, am I correct?" Both questioned nodded in agreement.

"How do we even know if she will do well in the Maze? We never actually seen her do anything." I scoffed at the unknown boy's reaction and everyone looked at me in despise. I tried to hide in the hoodie unsuccessfully. "Oh I'm sorry, we did actually see her, ruining Frypan's kitchen, running away from the Slicers, because she can not handle a little blood and get injured on her first week here. I don't think it would be a good idea." He finished his monologue.

"I would be happier if she stayed in the Glade." Clint said. "She could help us out in the Med-hut, but if she wants to go and wants to get herself killed, then bless her."

"To be honest, I saw her working on the Fields and she was doing well, but I don't think I'm in any position to decide what she would like to do. I mean we are Keepers, yes and we do have to take care of our people, but I would never force someone to do something they don't want to. So let her be a Runner if she wants to." Zart explained and I was very grateful for his words.

"Are we really actually sitting here discussing a little girl's problem? Why do we even care? Let's just push her in the Maze. As far as I'm concerned she will just slow us down." Gally spit it hatefully.

"Is that supposed to be a yes?" Alby asked and Gally nodded whispering a whatever. "Sid?" Alby turned towards a boy I have only seen once when I entered this room.

"It's a no from me. She should stay put and just do as she is told." I scoffed at him and got glares from all the participants.

"I think we should make her a Slopper. By my personal experiences she has proved herself to be useless in more than one occasions, therefore I wouldn't want to entrust her with finding a way out of here. She would make us get lost in the end." Frypan stated and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He was still sulking about his kitchen even though I didn't even set it on fire or did anything to it that's remotely dangerous.

"I don't think she should go out there either." Winston stood up to talk. "I'm not saying it's because she is a girl or because she is useless. I haven't even had a proper conversation with the girl, but if she really can't handle cruelty how is she going to behave with a Griever. I don't think it's a good idea. I'm voting with a no." He finished and sat back down. I started losing my positivity. It seemed like everyone was against me.

"I think we should give her a chance. She did go against orders and doesn't seem to respect our rules just yet, but I do agree that with her determination she could pull on the group if it comes to that." My eyes widened at Alby's monologue. I thought he would have been the last one to agree, but he stood on my side after all. "It seems we have 5 votes for Yes and 5 votes for No. Minho? It's up to you now." He explained and put his hand on Minho's shoulder.