Synopsis

After Alby was sent up, the Creators sent up a girl; Emily. She is crazy, weird and sassy, but yet, lovely, beautiful and the glade absolutely loves her. Especially one person, who thinks of her more than a bestfriend. More than a sister. What if that person were a runner? Also, what would happen with her being the only girl? What would happen when she gets in these sassy-fights?
Follow Emily and our favorite runner through this hilarious story between two shuck-faces.

Here is a little taste of the story:

"I, Minho, want you, Emily, who I cherish and love for the rest of my life, to move in with me, till death by grievers do us apart." I knew I was 'married' to a dramatical drama-queen...

"Let me introduce you to this shank over there." I pointed at Newt. "That is Ashly,"
"I'm Newt. Not Ashly, because that's a girl's name." He said, looking at me with a glare.
"But Ashly, I thought you were coming out of the closet?"

​"Did you move the boxes?" Gally asked, looking at me with an annoyed expression.
​I raised my eyebrow at him. Really? What do you think! "No, Gally. I was in there chilling with Jesus. You see, he and I have become really close. We had a tea party, and he magically made the stones to bread and wine. We spoke for a while, talking about your face needing God's miracle since Jesus himself can't fix that shucked up face of yours."

I do NOT own any character, except for Emily, disclaimer goes to the genius author; James Dashner.
Also, this story is in a need of a heavily editing. Read at your own risk.