The Glader: Newt x OC

Welcome To The Glade:

"What's his deal?" I asked Ben, a boy Daniel had introduced me to.

"He thinks he owns the place. Alby's our leader."

"Oh I see."

"Yeah, see every month a new greenie arrives. Well, someone had to be the first one right? That was Alby. The guy spent an entire month at the beginning on his own. He knows more about this place than any of us. Gally's a know-it-all, he just wants attention. Don't pay him too much mind."

I shoved my cold hands in my jean pockets.

Alby and some of the other boys walked up carrying burning torches. The other's raced to light branches on fire.

"Welcome Zoe!" Alby tossed his torch on the wood structure. "To the Glade!"

The boys all tossed their burning sticks on the pile. It went up in flames. The warm glow filled the area as the tongues of fire licked the sky. All the boys let out loud hollers and shouts of joy.

They passed around jars with a foggy, brow liquid in it.

"Here," Daniel passed me one. "It'll put hair on your chest."

"I'm not sure if I want that," I said, eyeing the suspicious concoction.

He shrugged and chugged the drink. I sniffed it. The smell alone made me gag.

"Oh come on now," Newt said as he walked up. "It's Gally's recipe."

"It could be poison," I said after nearly gagging. I took a small sip and choked. "Dang that's awful!"

Newt laughed, "You'll get used to it."

I handed my jar to Ben who downed it before you could say everlark.

"No thanks."

"So tomorrow's the big day. We're going to fit you to a job," Daniel said.

"A job?" I asked. 

"Rule #2, always do your part," Newt stated matter of factly. "No freeloaders." He was staring at me. I made eye contact with him. He looked confused before walking away.

Ben jogged over to where a group of the gladers had gathered. Gally was wrestling someone in the middle.

            I walked away from the fire and found myself in a forest. I loved trees. I looked around until I found an old looking one. The branches were thick and close enough together. I hoisted myself up on the lowest branch and began my ascent. I managed to climb to near the top.

"Woah," I said as I looked at the view. 

             The sun was just setting below the walls. I could see the orange glow like fire. The wind rustled in the wind as I sat on the branch.

"Where'd she go?" Someone asked below me.

I looked over when the gates rumbled. The stone walls closed.

"She didn't go in the maze did she? I swear to," One boy said, rather panicked.

"Hey," Someone said. "Why don't you go ask if anyone's seen her alright?"

The younger boy ran off.

Newt looked up at me, "Coast is clear."

"How did you know where I was?" I asked.

He shrugged while scratching the back of his head.

I leaned back against the tree.

"You know, I've been in this bloody place for a year and I have never had a greenie shaft their own bonfire," He chuckled.