Newt climbs out of the box with the help of the other boys, who are desperately staring at you. Newt looks back to you and gets down on his knees and bends over the box, holding out his hand for you to take. "Come on Love. I'll get you out." He says. You walk over to where he climbed and take his hand, setting a foot on a box, getting ready to climb out, but he just pulls and lifts you. You sit on your knees next to him, he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer.
"If anyone touches her, or harms her, I don't care for what reason, and she doesn't like it, and comes and complains to me, then I will have you thrown in the Maze." He threatens. Disappointment floods their eyes.
"You're touching her." Someone says.
"Because I bloody can Ben." He says. "No one lays a hand on her!" He yells. "Got me?" They all murmur yes. "Good. Get to work. Chuck, go get Alby." He says. A short kid, who must be about 12 to 13 years old, his hair curly and brown, nods and runs off into the opposite direction while everyone clears out.
Once everyone's cleared out, Newt takes his arm away and stands up, offering his once more.
You take it and help him lift yourself to your feet. "You alright?" He asks.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you don't have a memory, and your in an unfamiliar place full of boys. I figured you'd be frightened at least. But you don't look worried, just extremely calm." He says confused.
You shrug. "I couldn't care less. If I can't remember anything, what's there to miss?"
He nods in response and watches as a tall male comes forward. His dark skin is moist with sweat, his face calm and serious.
"Hey Alby." Newt greets him.
"New Greenie eh? Girl this time?" Alby asks, he doesn't look shocked. "What's your name shank?" He asks.
"My name is Y/n." You say automatically. You feel like if you didn't answer him now, he'd kill you later.
"Alby. You feeling alright?" He asks. Why does everyone ask stuff like this?
"I'm fine." You respond. He nods.
"Want me to show you around a bit?" He asks. "Get your name carved on the wall, show you the jobs, it'll take an hour." He says. "Might as well pass up the time."
"Yeah. Sure." You agree, and walk by Alby's side, trusting them all st once.
"See you tonight, Newt." He says, Newt waves and sets off with some of the others. Alby turns around and starts walking towards a big stone wall. You notice the knife in his hand. Your eyes don't leave it as you follow him. He notices this half day there and laughs. "The knife startling? Hey, don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you. Just carving your name into this wall." He says, approaching it, and patting the stone wall twice. He hands you the knife.
"Carve it anywhere?" You ask, taking it and turning towards the wall.
"Anywhere with the other names." He says. You face the wall and carve Y/n between the name Newt and Minho. You give it back to him and smile. "There. You're officially apart of us now."
"Is this like a family?" You ask him.
"Not really. We're just so close because we're almost always bored. Let's look at the jobs, and places." He says, and runs off into a direction of a big tower, you follow him up the ladder of it, and take your place by him after.
"Over there, that's the slaughter house, there's the showers. We'll get you a job soon. Maybe tomorrow, maybe day after." He says. He points in another direction, "that's the Deadheads."
"What a name." You say sarcastically. He laughs.
"My friend, Minho. He said the same thing. He acted just like you." He says.
"Acted? What, is he dead or something?" You ask.
"No. He's alive. He's in there." He says, pointing to a door that divides the walls. You nod.
"What's in there?" You ask curiously.
"Danger. So, nothing good." He says. You lose interest at once. He shows you then rest of the Glade until the sun goes down.
"I thought you said it'd only take an hour?" You say, climbing down the tower.
"Yeah? Well Greenie, you're full of a lot of questions. Hey, remember when I mentioned Minho?" He asks.
"Yeah." You say.
"Here he comes now. Hey Minho!" He yells, the teenager comes running towards you both.
"Whoa. New Greenie?" He asks. "Girl Greenie?" He nods. "Creators did an amazing job picking her. You're pretty hot." He says. You laugh and roll your eyes. Alby chuckles and looks down, shaking his head.
"Alright shanks, let's go to the fire." He says, leading the way.
