Jeff Maze Runner Novels & Stories

My heart is beating fast just by thinking that Maze's about to break down in front of these people and I don't want it to happen. I may not know everything but I am sure that being vulnerable in front of other people is the last thing Maze would like. Mike and Kevin has been nagging me for days to at least return the favor to Maze for taking care of me when I was wasted. And I think this is the right time to do it. So I sighed deeply to gather all my guts amidst of the fact that I'm close to puking because of too much nervousness with what I'm about to do. I was about to take a step forward but stopped the moment I heard Maze's incredulous laugh. We all looked at him and can see that he's ju

I pause but quickly recover; nevertheless, it's too late; Maze is already laughing in amusement. "I knew it!" Maze exclaims and stops me by placing her hands on my shoulders—I can almost imagine her tail wagging if she had one; even her eyes are sparkling like diamonds. "What's his name?!" Maze erupts. "Is he hot? How old is he? What color is his hair? Is he tall? Oh, I bet he is gorgeous; you're redder than a tomato!" My face is rapidly heating up, you could probably cook eggs on my cheeks, yet I intend on pretending Maze didn't ask about Azrael. There is nothing to tell her anyway! Azrael is not my boyfriend!