:Information for this chapter:
y/h/c = your hair colour
y/h = your height
y/s/c = your skin colour
y/e/c = your eye colour
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Welcome to the Glade, that word played over and over in her mind. Glade? She thought.
She lifted her hands to her face, overwhelmed by emotions. She wanted to cry and scream.
A boy snickered "Looks like we got a softy shuck here."
"Shut your hole, shank, she's scared, just like you all were." The boy had a soft British accent, which was somewhat comforting.
She looked up from her hands. walked in a slow rotation, taking in her surroundings. She was standing on an enormous grassy field, several times the size of what she had imagined while being pulled out of the box. It was surrounded by four gigantic walls made of stone. It formed a perfect square. It looked to be hundreds of meters tall. One wall in particular had an opening. Outside she could see some giant walls. Where the hell am I?
She focused back on the group of people standing around her. The same blonde haired boy was looking right at her, all of them were. She felt like throwing up.
"Where am I?" She asked.
"No where good." A dark-skinned boy answered.
Conversations from person to person could be heard from amongst the group. Phrases from them made her confused. shank, shuck. what the hell does that mean? Again looking around she could see a wooden building near one of the four corners; Animals, trees, and water. This made her less nervous, but didn't stop her heart from pounding.
The dark-skinned boy walked forward. "Look, it's a long story, I'll take you on a tour tomorrow, till then, Newts got you. The names Alby by the way." He held his hand out, ready for me to shake.
She took his hand. "y/n." she gave a weak smile.
The blonde haired boy walk forward. "I'm Newt."
she smiled nervously "Hi."
she shook his hand too.
"Chuck come here, find her a bed while I clear things up." Newt expressed.
A small rounded kid walked up. He has short curly hair. He looked to be about 13 or 14.
"Okay." The kid replied.
I'd looked around once more. shuffling sounds could be heard as all the people walked away.
"Right, so.. this is the Glade, it is where we live."
she focused on the giant entrance. "Whats out there?" her voice was soft and calm, considering how confused and nervous she was her voice was steadied.
"I will tell you all of that later." Newt answered.
she turned. "How old do I look to you?"
He looked her up and down. "about sixteen."
"What do I look like?" she asked.
He placed his hands on his waist. "Wow, okay . . . er, you have y/h/c, y/s/c and around y/h. You also have y/e/c. not too bad I say."
"Jeez, okay, thanks." she replied.
As the sun started to set, two boys ran through the giant entrance in the wall.
"Come over here, I want you to meet the runners."
Runners?
A/N - Hey, I've had writers block and it may take a while to publish the next chapters. I know this bit is short. I hope you enjoyed it and sorry for the spelling mistakes and grammatical errors. bye!! <3
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The Maze
Fanfic16 year-old y/n finds herself in the "Glade" overwhelmed with emotions. Inside the Glade she meets Newt, although in time of chaos she feels somewhat comforted by his presence. This story/trilogy is going to replicate the Maze Runner series. I hope...
