It was already Bonfire night.

I was watching the people working from the Lookout tree. They seemed like little ants running around. Everyone was getting ready. The Builders were bringing piles of woods next to the camp fire, Frypan and the cooks were preparing meals for the night and Gally was making his secret recipe that tasted vile. Newt was organising the rest of the members sending them wherever they were needed.

I looked towards the Maze and saw Minho and Ben running out of the concrete walls. They headed towards the Map room and disappeared behind its door. I always wanted to go in there, but Minho didn't let me until I officially ran the Maze. However it didn't seem like I was any closer to that than when I arrived.

I saw one of the boys lit the fire and another started bringing the food to a table for everyone to take as many as they wished. Some of the guys were playing a familiar tune on kitchen utensils, glasses and metal drums. Gally was already prepared to fight as the people started gathering around. His game was ridiculous for me. I didn't understand what was such fun in pushing someone out of a circle. But everyone seemed to enjoy it, so bless them.

Newt was sitting with the new boy with their backs to one of the wooden logs a bit further away from the fire. They seemed to be lost in their conversation. The Runners were sitting behind the camp fire in their closed little group. Minho was there too, eating some of Frypan's creations. For some reason I didn't feel like joining the party.

I climbed down of the Lookout tree and headed towards the Deadheads. I felt dark for some reason. I didn't really feel like celebrating or partying at all. I sat down at the edge of the forest at the bottom of one of the bigger trees laying my back to its trunk. I looked up at the sky and got lost in its beauty. There were no clouds and I couldn't even find the moon, but over all it was calm and relaxing.

I started thinking why I felt down and the only thing that came to my mind was Minho's face. I got more and more annoyed as people started bringing up if we had anything to do with each other, regardless of being a Runner and a Keeper. I started to realise that I really did like Minho and since Newt was having so much fun bringing it up, I couldn't even shake the thought anymore. I knew Minho wouldn't have cared for my feelings towards him, but I felt like a whole mountain was sitting on my shoulder by not being able to say it out loud. I just wanted to let it all out. I didn't need my feelings returned, I just wanted to say it to feel better. To get rid of the weight.

I heard footsteps and a familiar face appeared in front of me. He was the last person I wanted to see now.

"What are you doing here?" He asked and sat down next me.

"Thinking." I replied without even looking at him. "How did you find me?"

"Newt told me that you were up in the Lookout tree, but I didn't find you there. But it was quite easy to spot you from there." He explained.

"Hmm." I replied and I felt his gaze on me.

"You seem troubled." He said and I didn't know what came over me, but I felt like I had to release the tension building up in me.

"I like you." I told him plain and blunt. I looked straight at him and he seemed surprised, but wasn't really as much as I thought.

"When you say you like me..." He started but I cut him off.

"I mean, I like you more than I like the rest of the boys here. I like you more than a friend." I cleared it up for him.

"Oh..." I knew he was struggling to say something.

"You don't have to say anything." I looked back up to the sky, fixing my gaze on its darkness. "I didn't tell you because I wanted you to return my feelings or because I wanted to trouble you. I only told you because I felt heavy and I felt like I needed to say it out loud." I concluded. "And anyways, blame it on Newt. He is the one who brought this subject up in every conversation we've had." I chuckled and I felt him getting back to his usual self when he smirked at my last comment. "Are we good?" I reached for his hand to shake it and he accepted it.

"We are good." He replied and I nodded happily.

"Good that." I said and started getting up.

"Be ready by sunrise." He said and I looked at him surprised. We never started training that early.

"What do you mean?" I asked frowning.

"We are going to the Maze. I already gave tomorrow off for Ben." He stated calmly and started walking away.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked still shocked. "Is it some kind of a prank?" He turned back and shook his head.

"No, we are going to the Maze. That's what you wanted all along, didn't you?" I smirked and I ran to him and jumped into his neck. I was so happy I forgot what I was doing. I let him go awkwardly and stood in front of him feeling my face heat up.

"Sorry. That was unnecessary." I apologised but he just shook his head.

"No worries. I know I'm irresistible." He smirked and I punched his shoulder jokingly.

"Your ego is way too big for this Glade." I stated and left his egoistic ass behind.

I went to take a shower, took care of my evening hygiene routine and headed towards my room. I was very excited for finally being able to go into the Maze, but I was also terrified. I didn't want to disappoint Minho and those who had trust in me. I wanted to prove to be worthy of a Runner.

My excitement made it very difficult to sleep. I was rolling around on my mattress, pushing my cover off of me, then pulling it back. Trying to sleep on my back then on my stomach. Turning from right to left then starting again. It took me a very long time before I could finally give in to the darkness, but it was worth it. Haven't slept so well in ages.