The girl woke up with a jolt. As she got her senses back, she realized she was lying down on a platform that had finally stopped.
A bright beam of light pierced through her closed eyelids and made her groan when it caused a slight headache on her.
Disoriented and confused, she forced her eyes open.
A group of boys was looking down at her with startled expressions, almost as if they had never seen a girl.
Inhibited by so many eyes fixed on her, she slowly sat up and kept her glare down.
Then, of a sudden, all the boys took a step back and a collective gasp was heard all over the place.
The girl looked up to find wide eyes and agape mouths. She frowned, trying to make sense out of everything.
They still stared at her, amazed and yet frightened by her strange looks.
She was a girl, which in that place was strange enough. She had long silver hair and big eyes of a dark purplish color. But her eyes or hair weren’t the weirdest thing.
From her back two white little things standed out, filled with feathers. Wings.
Intimidated and scared because of the rare sight, they all kept the distances. Except for one.
A tall boy with blond messy hair that leaned forward and offered her a hand for her to take.
*
During the first few days, no one talked to the girl –whose name apparently was Y/N –and the leader, Alby, didn’t want to give her the Tour.
Still, that blond boy wasn’t afraid of her.
Sure, there was something special about her. But that didn’t necessarily make her bad. In fact, he thought she was quite beautiful.
Hence, he offered to give her the Tour himself. She didn’t open her mouth ever since he had pulled her out of the Box.
He had introduced himself as Newt, the second in command. She had replied with her name, and that had been all.
Still, Newt made an effort to get a reaction from her, maybe a smile. Because he wanted to get to know her better and to make her feel a part of that place they called the Glade.
But Y/N just glanced at the floor as they walked around the courtyard, only looking up to see what Newt pointed to. And she remained quiet.
Newt didn’t give up until he managed to make her look up at him and made her smile.
Her beauty was so pure and kind that he felt hypnotized by those purple eyes when she looked at him. And definitely by that sweet smile as well.
*
After the first two weeks in the Glade, Y/N had finally changed from a quiet, shy and lonely Greenie to an extroverted and genuine Glader that always managed to infect everyone with her wide and tender smile.
Now that they had accepted her as a part of their big family, many theories about her physical features spread throughout the Glade.
The most obvious and logic explanation was that the Creators had done something to her. Although a few Gladers joked saying that maybe all girls had wings and rare colored hair and eyes.
In Y/N’s opinion, the best theory was Newt’s. Whether seriously or not, he believed that she was an angel sent to them to save them. Angels had wins. And they had a stunning and pure beauty. Just like Y/N.
She immediately made it as a Med-Jack, because angels –according to Newt, of course –were supposed to look after people. And indeed, she was very good at her work. Healing and caring to the Gladers with delicate hands, sweet manners and that smile always on her face.
Once they knew the real Y/N and had grown accustomed to her hair, eyes and wings, they all loved her.
Mainly because she was the only one that could improve anyone’s mood, no matter how bad it was, just with a few words and a smile.
Even Gally, the grumpiest boy in the whole wide Glade, would manage a tiny smile when she chatted with him and flashed him that sweet grin of hers.
Not even the ‘bloody’ second in command, with his encouraging words, could always find the cure to a bad mood.
Because Y/N was almost magical. Like a light that didn’t fail to throw off the darkness. Like an angel.
*
A whole month passed since she arrived in that Box. It felt like so much longer.
“Y/N” A sweaty Minho poked his head at the medical hut door.
“Yes?” She turned around with a hint of her usual smile.
“The Greenie alarm will come off at any minute now” He told her, soon after, disappearing again.
Y/N finished organizing the medical supplies and headed for the Box.
She was nervous yet excited. After a whole month of being called ‘Greenie’ by almost every single boy in the Glade –except for sometimes Newt and Minho – she wouldn’t be the Greenie anymore. The poor unfortunate soul to arrive in the Box would be instead.
When she arrived there, Alby, Newt and a few other Gladers were already around the Box, waiting to welcome the Greenbean when he –or maybe she- arrived.
Making Y/N jump a little, the Greenie alarm went off and echoed through the whole Glade and so the rest of the boys came running by to receive the greenbean.
“Please be nice!” She said out loud to all of them.
As she felt a hand on her shoulder, they heard the Box coming up.
“I’m always nice” Minho was suddenly behind her, and he placed the other hand on her other shoulder and gently shook her.
“And Gally is always bloody smiling” Newt sarcastly said, provoking a collective fit of laughter to burst.
“Slim it” Gally angrily told him, throwing the blond an unfriendly glare.
Then finally the Box arrived with a loud click that sounded all over just when the alarm stopped ringing.
Alby and Gally were the ones that opened the heavy metal gates of the Box.
They revealed a young looking boy that was shaking uncontrollably inside it. He was chubby, with a curly and messy mop of brown hair and big brown eyes filled with the most terrified glance.
The girl immediately felt bad for the poor boy. He couldn’t be over thirteen years old!
The Gladers were already cracking their jokes, laughing and mocking the Greenie. But she wouldn’t join them.
Y/N took a deep breath and dropped onto the Box with the new boy.
“What are you doing?!” Alby shouted at her, offering a hand for her to take so he could help her out again. But she ignored him.
“He could bloody attack you, Y/N! He’s scared!” Newt urged her, worried.
“Exactly, he’s scared” Carefully not to startle him any further, she walked up to him.
For a few seconds, she didn’t move, watching his reaction. Since the boy didn’t seem keen of moving from there, she finally closed the remaining distance between them.
“Do you know your name, honey?” She sweetly asked him as he observed her with wide eyes.
“Ch-Chuck” The boy muttered in a high-pitched voice.
He was really pale, he looked as if he were about to faint.
“Hello, Chuck” She fondly smiled at him, already feeling him as a part of the Glade even if he had been there barely one minute. Even if he hadn’t come out of the Box yet. “My name’s Y/N”
She noticed how he stared at her and observed her eyes and hair. And her wings.
However, she had a good feeling about him. Y/N could read people surprisingly well, and she knew that Chuck was good-hearted and kind.
Just like she knew that Newt and Alby were the perfect leaders because they cared so much for their friends. Or how Minho was a nice guy even if he could be a jerk at times. Or how Gally was not likely to show his kind side anytime soon, but he had one.
“You have wings” Chuck finally told her. He had stopped shaking, but he still looked pale and terrified.
“What do you think about them?” Y/N asked him, still smiling, as she sat down next to him.
She could feel her friends’ eyes glued to her as they watched in apprehension. They were right, the kid could attack her. But she knew he wouldn’t.
“They’re pretty” Chuck curiously looked at her. He wasn’t scared of her, but of the situation he was in.
She hadn’t been wrong about him.
“Want to get out of this box, Chuck?”
His response was a head shake that admited no doubt.
“Come on, honey, I just want to help you”
“And what about them?”
Y/N grinned and looked up. Most of them were still concernedly looking down. Except for Newt, who had crossed his arms and observed the scene with a twinkle of pride in his eyes, and Minho, who smirked in amusement while he saw her.
“I’ll protect you from these shanks in case any of them tries to pick on you” A few Gladers laughed at her words as that insult still sounded strange from her mouth.
At last, Chuck nodded and let her pull him up.
Alby and Minho helped them out of the Box and Chuck immediately went to hug Y/N’s waist, scared.
“Anyone wants to defy Y/N?!” Minho screamt, placing his hands around his mouth to be heard all over.
She grinned when no one said anything, except for a few smartasses who laughed.
“That’s right” She glanced at Newt, who was now smirking, and winked at him.
“Are you an angel, Y/N?” Chuck asked her as he let her place a protective arm over his shoulders.
“Depends on who you ask” The girl winked at him and he lifted the corner of his lips.
She definitely liked the boy. And she would look after him.
*
Winston’s daily visit to the Med-Jacks was Y/N’s business that day. He had cut himself again and so she had to heal and bandage his hand, which was already filled with scars from previous cuts.
“You have to be more careful, Win” She begged him as she finished bandaging him up.
“Yeah, mom” He replied rolling his eyes, but still grinning.
Just as he stood up and headed towards the door, someone knocked on it.
Newt then entered, joined by Chuck a second after. They said goodbye to Winston as he exited the hut.
“Can you take a look at Chuckie’s arm?” The blond asked her as they walked up to her.
The kid sat down in a cot and extended his right arm for her to examine. It was red and a little swollen.
“What happened?” She asked as she carefuly placed her hands on Chuck’s arm and gingerly palpated it.
“The kid scared Gally again and climbed a bloody tree to hide from him, you figure the rest” Newt crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head in disapproval.
“Does it hurt, Chuck?” Gently, she squeezed the kid’s arm and he nodded.
“Bloody hell, kid, you could have broken your bugging neck” Newt told him off.
“What your dad here means… I mean Newt…” She teased him, letting him know that he was behaving as the mother or father of the Glade again. “Is that you shouldn’t go climbing trees like that”
Chuck bowed his head down and nodded, his chubby cheeks turning red in embarrassment.
“It’s not broken, but your arm’s gonna be sore for some days” Y/N motioned for him to leave and Chuck quickly left.
Newt then sat down where the kid had been a moment ago and sighed. He looked to be having a tough day.
“What’s wrong, Newt?” Y/N asked him as she put the bandages and ointments she had used on Winston back on their place.
“Nothing” He dryly replied, and even if she was facing her back to him, she pictured him pouting or scowling.
“Really?” She turned around to see him and grinned when she saw he was indeed frowning. “Because you’re scowling so much you look like Alby”
Newt pretended not to hear her, which meant that he really wasn’t in the mood to reply with one of his witty remarks.
She sat down next to him and placed her thumbs on the corner of his lips and pushed them up to force them into smiling.
He pouted and swatted her away.
“I’m not a bloody kid, Y/N” Newt looked away in embarrassment.
“Yeah you are” She giggled. “A big kid in fact”
He rolled his eyes, but she noticed Newt was clutching his ankle, and Y/N immediately understood where his grumpy mood came from.
Happily, she scooted closer to him and sent him one of her famous smiles that could cure anything. That seemed to made his unchanging grumpy expression falter.
Without a word, she began to massage his ankle, focusing on the task.
“If it hurts you can always come, that’s what we’re here for”
“All of you or just you, Y/N?”
“I’m part of them, silly” She looked up at him, still digging her fingers on his skin, and smiled.
The boy smiled back at her, but she could sense that he still wasn’t completely out of the bad mood.
“Still grumpy, Newtie?” She joked, kindly nudging him.
Every time she spoke, Newt grinned because of her accent. She also had a British accent, just like him. And they found out only just then, when she started talking.
“I told you, love” He pouted, throwing her a playful death stare. “Don’t you bloody call me like that”
“See? You’re fine” Y/N began to chuckle. “All you needed was someone to wind you up”
“Had I known, I would have called Minho” Newt joked, making her burst out into laughter.
“Yeah, he would have done a better job at it than me”
“Thanks, Y/N” He casually told her.
In return, she just shrugged. It didn’t feel like that much effort to her, she did it because she liked watching the boys smile and be happy.
“You’re like the bloody angel of the glade” Newt told her, making her chuckle again. “Always lighting up our darkness”
“It’s partly thanks to you” She looked down, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Y/N remembered her days as a Greenie and how everyone was scared of her. If it weren’t for him, who made them eventually see that just because she was different it didn’t mean that she was a bad omen, she might still be isolating herself. It was because of Newt that everyone started to give her a chance. And they had all grown fond of her eventually.
“Me?” Newt frowned, not really understanding what she meant. “Why?”
“Because you gave me a chance when nobody did” Y/N felt her cheeks burning and she knew that she was definitely blushing when Newt laughed a little.
“That’s because I liked you from the bugging moment you appeared”
Her smile widened and she slightly leaned her face forward to see what he did in response. Newt did the same, and her heart sped up a little.
She felt his hot breath with the proximity and closed her eyes as she anticipated the kiss.
A second after, Newt’s lips had crashed with hers and his hands flew around her waist, bringing her body closer to his.
She slowly moved her hands to his stomach and up his chest as they lips still danced in harmony until her arms rested on his shoulders.
Newt pulled at her with sudden strength, making her yelp in his mouth, and creating a smirk on his lips.
He sat her down on his lap so she was straddling him and she glued her front to his, letting her hand sink in the depths of his soft blond hair.
Little satisfied groans came from the both of them as they felt each other, still kissing and not prepared to stop any time soon.
They just hoped no one came in unexpectedly.