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He
pushed
himself
back
up
onto
his
knees
so
he
was
looking
down
at
the
older
boy
.
"
Yeah
,
I
'm
sure
that
's
exactly
what
you
did
as
a
Newbie
.
"
Minho
looked
at
Thomas
carefully
.
Then
,
again
staring
straight
in
his
eyes
,
said
,
"
I
was
one
of
the
first
Gladers
,
slinthead
.
Shut
your
hole
till
you
know
what
you
're
talking
about
.
"
Thomas
,
now
slightly
scared
of
the
guy
but
mostly
fed
up
with
his
attitude
,
moved
to
get
up
.
Minho
's
hand
snapped
out
and
grabbed
his
arm
.
"
Dude
,
sit
down
.
I
'm
just
playin
'
with
your
head
.
It
's
too
much
fun
--
you
'll
see
when
the
next
Newbie
...
"
He
trailed
off
,
a
perplexed
look
wrinkling
his
eyebrows
.
"
Guess
there
wo
n't
be
another
Newbie
,
huh
?
"
Thomas
relaxed
,
returned
to
a
sitting
position
,
surprised
at
how
easily
he
'd
been
put
back
at
ease
.
He
thought
of
the
girl
and
the
note
saying
she
was
the
last
one
ever
.
"
Guess
not
.
"
Minho
squinted
slightly
,
as
if
he
was
studying
Thomas
.
"
You
saw
the
chick
,
right
?
Everybody
says
you
probably
know
her
or
something
.
"
Thomas
felt
himself
grow
defensive
.
"
I
saw
her
.
Does
n't
really
look
familiar
at
all
.
"
He
felt
immediately
guilty
for
lying
--
even
if
it
was
just
a
little
lie
.
"
She
hot
?
"
Thomas
paused
,
not
having
thought
of
her
in
that
way
since
she
'd
freaked
out
and
delivered
the
note
and
her
one-liner
--
Everything
is
going
to
change
.
But
he
remembered
how
beautiful
she
was
.
"
Yeah
,
I
guess
she
's
hot
.
"
Minho
leaned
back
until
he
lay
flat
,
eyes
closed
.
"
Yeah
,
you
guess
.
If
you
got
a
thing
for
chicks
in
comas
,
right
?
"
He
snickered
again
.
