Maze runner

The box comes to a sudden halt as sunlight blinds your vision, you raise a hand to your temples your eyes adjusting to the sudden break of light, you hear a thud as a boy jumps in Newt: It’s a girl? he seemed confused as he spoke, his distracted took you an opportunity to run, you ran across the heather, sprinting with all your might as the boys started to yell, before you knew it someone grabbed your heels tackling you to the ground, he had short brown hair and charming brown eyes