Chapter 2

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"You guys gonna let me out? Or does this have to get ugly?"

"It's already ugly," said a boy as she was being helped out.

An Asian boy walked over to the one who spoke,"That's right, Gally. It got ugly when you entered the picture."

"Slim it, Minho." Gally growled.

"Yo, you need some ice for that burn?" Shouted one.

"What about a napkin? Cause you just got served!" Added another.

"Ooohhhhh!!!!"

"Shut your bloody holes!" said the boy helping Casey.

She turned to him, got her first look. Dirty blonde hair accompanied deep brown eyes.

"I don't care you you buggin shanks say. She's here and there ain't much we can do about it. Now, scram. Sloppers gonna slop, builders gonna build, baggers gonna bag, go. Order, shanks. Order."

With mutters and curses, the boys left, except for the blonde.

He stuck out his hand,"Name's Newt. Welcome to the Glade. Normally, Alby would do this, but, he's not here right now. I'm second in command."

Casey shook it.

"Gotta name, shank?"

"Don't call me that. It's Casey to you."

"Sure, Greenie."

Casey balled her fists."Newt."

"Greenie."

She went for the punch, but Newt caught her fist, twisted it, and brought it to her side,"Wouldn't do that if I was you. That equals a day in the Slammer. Not fun in there. Ask Thomas. He'll tell ya. He was the newbie before you. He hated 'Greenie' too."

Casey shook her hand free, rubbed her wrist,"Don't do that again."

"Gotcha. Depends on what you do, but gotcha."

Casey wanted to walk away, but where would she go?

"Well, you gonna show me around or not? Tourists gonna tour, you know."

Newt rolled his eyes, but started walking,"Follow me, Greenie."

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