Jane's POV

After I told Newt everything he needed to know, I walked over to Chuck, who sat against our usual tree. His eyes lit up once I sat down next to him.

"Jane!"

"Hey, Chuckie." I smiled.

Chuck sighed, though the smile on his face stayed. "Today was so boring without you! You really gotta come back earlier, I don't think I can handle another day together with Newt."

"Newt? Did you have to work with him?" I wondered.

"Alby said I had to." Chuck shrugged. "So we were working in the gardens, and Newt just wouldn't shut up. Every time I tried to tell him something about a prank or something that happened earlier, he kept saying Minho, Jane, together, blah, blah, blah. He never stopped!"

"A little more specific on what he said, please?" I was quite curious about the things Newt said.

"I don't know, too much to remember. Mostly things about what could happen to you guys, the way Minho could treat you, if you would come out safely, and that Minho might kiss you."

"Kiss?" I screamed out. "Why the shuck would Minho kiss me?"

Chuck started blushing. "Ooh, I don't know." He leaned in, his eyes turning bigger in excitement. "Maybe because he likes you?"

"He hates me, and I hate him."

Lie. I didn't hate Minho. Thought I didn't like him the most either. He could be funny, but snappy. He could be nice, but also mean. Though he was quite attractive..

"And why would Newt even say all that stuff? He knows Minho and I hate each other." I mumbled.

"Because he's jealous, duh! He likes you too." Chuck explained. "Newt and Minho both! That's why we all bet."

I threw my head back in frustration. "Neither of them like me in that way, Chuck. I don't want them to."

"Which one of them do you like the most?" Chuck blurted out. I gave him an offended glance. "Who's the most handsome?"

Good question, Chuck. Maybe both of them? I don't know. I shouldn't be thinking like this! We only met for a few days!

"Neither of them." I simply replied.

"Aah, come on!" Chuck sighed. "I want to hear it from you!"

"I don't find them attractive at all."

Especially not when Minho crosses his arms, or Newt pulls his shirt off.. that looked so-

"There Newt is." Chuck motioned at the blonde who walked over to us. Immediately I tensed up, my hands got sweaty, and my cheeks started blushing.

"The power is here again," Newt explained once he stood in front of us. "So the showers do it." He turned to me. "Just saying. Let me know if you want anyone to keep watch!" Then he turned around and walked away again.

"I think I will take a shower then." I decided before getting up. "See ya, Chuck!"

"Hey! Don't you need someone to keep watch? Or are you secretly going to Newt's hut?" Chuck yelled, but I ignored him and kept walking towards the showers, not Newt's hut.

Just when I got into the hut, someone else walked out of a shower. My eyes opened wide, my whole face turned red, and my breathing got taken away for a second when I saw a shirtless Minho standing in front of me. A white towel was wrapped around his waist, luckily, and his hair dripping wet, but it still looked nice. I couldn't help myself to stare at his torso. The biceps on his arms were more visible than ever, a six-pack was forming on his stomach, like he was training on it, and the veins on his arms were clearly visible.

Minho froze in his place for a second too, but then he smirked. "Are you here to take a shower or to drool over me, Shebean?" He looked me deep in the eyes, making me get even more nervous.

"I'm not drooling over you." I snapped as I walked past Minho. "I would never drool over you."

Lie.

Minho scoffed and followed my movements with his eyes. "Want me to keep watch?

"Do what you want," I replied, still not looking at Minho. "But I'm taking a shower."

"Without me?" Minho grinned, though I heard he was joking.

"Very funny, Mean Hoe. Also, very original joke of you." I sighed. "Yes, without you."

Minho chuckled but didn't walk away yet. I raised my eyebrows and turned to look at him.

"What?" Minho shrugged. "I'm not leaving this hut until I'm wearing pants. I don't want Chuck or literally anyone else to pull the towel off me!"

"Then I'll turn around." I turned so my back faced Minho and I looked at the wall.

"What?" Minho asked.

"I'm sorry, but did you expect me to undress in front of you? Just get dressed and go outside so I can take my shower."

Minho sighed and from the sound of it, got dressed. "I'll keep watch." He mumbled and walked away.

I turned on the cold shower and got in. Immediately I started scrubbing my body off with soap at least three times. I had to get the weird feeling Dave gave me off. The whole day I couldn't feel his hands anymore, but now I was alone, I felt them.

Did Minho have to do something with that? Does he make me feel more comfortable? Or Newt? Both? It could also be just Chuck. Or the maze that makes me feel nice?

After a while, I was done. "Minho?" I raised my voice so the boy could hear me from outside.

"Yeah?"

"My clothes are still in your hut! Could you get me something clean to wear?" I hesitantly asked.

"Sure."

Relieved, but surprised at how fast Minho agreed, I dried myself.

"Here!" I saw Minho's hand slide through the door opening. I grabbed the clothes out of his hands.

"Thanks!" I looked at the clothes, then sighed. "Minho, you could've gotten something else!"

"Then be more specific! You said give me my clothes! I don't know which ones!" Minho defended, though I could hear he had a grin on his face.

Minho brought me a small white top, very cropped, and high waist shorts, which were kinda of small.

"Come on, Shebean! It's not very different from what you wore today!" Minho added.

I rolled my eyes and got dressed. The clothes fitted me and the high-waist shorts covered half of my stomach, but I still didn't feel very comfortable to show myself off like this in front of dozens of boys.

"Minho, can't you bring something else?" I asked.

"I'm not going back! Just hurry!"

Again, I sighed and stepped outside. I wrapped my hands around my waist to cover myself. Minho's eyes burned on me, making me shrink. "Stop looking." I snapped before walking off to the corner Chuck and I usually sat. Minho jogged after me and put a hand on my shoulder. I shook it off.

"Don't cover yourself like that," Minho ordered.

I spun around. "Why? Because you want to see me like this? Or do you want other guys to stare at me?"

Minho sighed and looked down. "No.. because I think that these clothes look nice on you. Nicer than our baggy clothes."

Well, that was unexpected. I started blushing like crazy and cleared my throat lightly. "I- uhm.. thanks, I guess." I paused. "But I will go wear something else right now!"

"Okay." Minho looked up again. "Please don't think I only told you to wear that because I-."

"I get it." I quickly interrupted.

"I mean it." Minho walked after me, toward his hut.

Spread false information about the maze.

I almost stopped walking when I heard the voice again. It was so annoying and awful. I didn't want to do all their stupid tasks. I didn't want to betray the others.

There will be consequences.

"Minho," I started. "Did you see all that slime on the floor today? It was like a whole pool."

"I didn't." Minho simply replied.

"And there was a lot more dust than in the other corners. It was different." I added.

"We'll check it out later." Minho opened the door to his hut. I nodded and hoped I convinced him well enough so there wouldn't be consequences.
"This?" Minho held up a piece of clothing the Box send me up.

"No." I grabbed something else out of the pile. "This is more comfortable."

I showed Minho a large, beige shirt and grey sweatpants. The clothes were way too big for me because they were Newt's.

Minho frowned. "These creators don't exactly know your size, do they?"

"These are Newt's." I shrugged.

"Aah." Minho slowly said. "Newt's."

"I put your clothes back in your closet, by the way," I said as I folded my clothes.

"And why's that?" Minho suspiciously asked. His whole mood somehow just lightened down in a second.

"Because the Box sends me up my own."

"Then why are you wearing Newt's?" Minho questioned.

"Because these are comfortable and he told me that he had lots of clothes he didn't wear anyways."

"I have lots of clothes too." Minho turned snappy.

"If I wear yours too, then I would be the one that had way too many clothes. I don't even have a hut, so where would I keep them anyways?"

"Your hut will be done tomorrow," Minho announced.

Immediately I turned happier. "Really?" I asked in excitement. "Finally!"

"So you can keep my clothes." Minho walked over to his closet and grabbed some stuff.

"I don't think that's-." I already got interrupted by him pushing the clothes into my hands. I stared at them for a few seconds but then chuckled. "Minho, I don't think I need to wear your boxers."

Minho's face turned red as he looked at the boxer on top of the pile. "Didn't mean to add that one." He mumbled as he grabbed it and threw it away.

"So that's how all these clothes get on the floor?" I smiled.

Minho looked around in his messy room. "It's not that bad."

"You should clean it sometime."

"I'm not following your orders."

A small grin grew on my face. "And what if I told you Newt's hut is very clean? Like, it's the opposite of yours. Smells very good, is organized, no clothes on the floor, bed always made, he-."

"Go to Newt's perfect hut then if you'd rather be there, with his boring company." He snapped before putting a hand on my back and pushing me out of his hut.

"My clothes!" I reminded him just before he closed the door.

Minho threw my clothes on the grass and slammed the door closed.

Shocked by the sudden outburst, I started picking up the clothes. "That was not necessary, Mean Hoe!"

"Go to your boyfriend!" Minho yelled.

Well, he changes mood quickly.

I didn't reply once I saw another hand picking up my clothes. A larger one than mine, and even a bit veiny. Definitely not Chuck, I knew for sure. It was Newt.

"Need some help?" He wondered as he grabbed some more clothes.

Oh, god. That accent!

"Yeah, thanks." I blushed.

Newt chuckled lightly. "That was an outburst Minho had there."

"I can still hear you, Newt!" Minho screamed. "Now get the shuck away from my hut!"

I gave Newt a quick glance, who had a crooked smile on his face. Together, with an equal amount of clothes in our hands, we walked over to Chuck. He sat in our usual corner, watching us.

"Newt, what are you doing here?" Chuck raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms.

"I'm just walking with Jane."

"Didn't you see the warning sign?" Chuck sighed.

"What sign?" Newt and I asked in unison.

Chuck stepped aside and pointed at a handwritten piece of paper that was taped onto the maze wall.

This territory is not for Lizards, Mean Hoes, Garlics, and perverts named Dave.

I had to cover my mouth with my hand to muffle my laugh. It was quite funny what Chuck wrote.

"I'm keeping watch on you guys so perverts named Dave don't come here!" Newt argued. "This is weird, Chuck!"

"This is not weird. This is limited edition." Chuck corrected. "Jane and I need to talk about some serious stuff right here, that has nothing to do with you, for sure." Chuck winked at me. "Leave or I'll send Garlic after you!"

"I'm keeping watch from a distance." Newt decided. He walked away to a tree and sat down against it.

"Don't you dare come closer than that!" Chuck screamed, then turned to me. "Good night."

"No discussing things?" I dramatically pouted.

"Not with Newt close." Chuck sniffed and lay down, using the ivy as a pillow. I followed his example and soon drifted off.

~

"His brain patterns don't help us! He's useless." The man wearing a grey turtle neck said. "How long is it gonna take?"

"Subject A10 will be sent soon. It'll take a while for her to take everything, so that's why we give smaller tasks before. Once we gained her trust, we bring back the memories, convince her to do the right thing, and then we succeed."

"When do you plan on succeeding?" The man rubbed his chin.

"Just before they escape."

~

I shot straight up, chest moving up and down in fast motions, and hands shaking again. My lower lip started to tremble. Something in the dream was different. The mood, the man that was talking, the things they said.. and I didn't understand a word of it! What did they mean? Was I subject A10? Who do they mean with him?

I flinched when someone grabbed one of my shaking hands, but then noticed it was Newt.

"Hey, it's okay. You're alright, love." He lowered his soothing voice and slowly caressed my hand.

One single tear slid down my cheek. Newt gave me a poor smile and wiped the tear away with his thumb.

"Love, it's okay." Newt carefully lay me down again. "It was just a dream, alright?"

More tears came, but Newt's voice did make my breaths steadier. Newt lay down too, and at that point, I didn't even bother or think about it.

"Are you okay with this?" Newt whispered.

I felt safer than before, so agreed. "Yes. This is okay."

Newt nodded and put me on top of him by the waist, sending a spark of electricity through my body. Newt lay on his back, and I lay on my stomach, head resting on his chest, the rest of my body on top of his.

"Do you think you can sleep?" Newt softly asked.

"I think I can."

I tensed up when Newt suddenly slid his hand into my hair, slowly drawing circles. Eventually, I started to feel comfortable at his touch again, so closed my eyes and fell asleep.

~

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