A Girl in the Glade

Somewhere only we know

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After another long day running I returned to the glade.

I opened the door to my room to grab my shower bag and was surprised to see Newt sleeping in his bed.

Guess the medjacks let him leave

I glanced at his sleeping figure and noticed something in his hand, it was covered by the blanket but I could see the corner of it, it was my book.

What the shuck is he doing with that

I decided to brush it off and headed for the showers.

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I was now walking back to my room to put away my shower bag when I smacked into someone.

"What the shuck, watch were your going" I looked over to see Gally picking up some nails he had dropped from our collision.

"Sorry" I bent down and helped him pick up the nails.

"How the hell did you become a runner your so damn clumsy"

"Okay eyebrows" I laughed

"What did you call me" an angry look overtook his face

"Nothing" I rolled my eyes

"What do ya think your all tough now that your not the greenie anymore. How did a girl like you ever become a glader, if I was in charge I would've thrown you in the kitchen, or made ya a slopper"

"You sexist bitch" I shoved him

"Ya wanna fight princess" he got uncomfortably close to me

"I'd kick your ass" I laughed

"Okay then, next bonfire meet me in the circle. Don't worry I'll go easy on ya" he winked and I flipped him off

Great now I'm pissed off I was in a good mood earlier

I stormed into my room completely forgetting Newt was sleeping I there.

"What the hell O" he groaned

"Oh crap sorry I forgot you were in here" I put down my bag

"What's got you all rilled up" he sat up raising and eyebrow.

"Gallys just being a slinthead" I sat down on the bed "what were you doing with my book earlier?"

"Uh" his cheeks grew red "well I just kinda liked the drawings so I wanted to go through it"

"Oh okay, just ask next time" I shrugged

"You've drawn me a lot"

"You have a pretty face to draw"

Why the shuck did you say that! Now he's gonna think your a creep good going Opal.

"If you like drawing pretty faces draw yourself" he giggled

Oh okay, that went better than expected

"What does a greiver look like" I changed the subject

"Why do you ask"

"Because I wanna draw one, and I haven't seen one so I need you to describe one for me" I didn't only want to fill this book with people I also wanted to fill it with the strange things in the glade, and the things I have experienced for example one of the first things I drew was what I saw when I first came up into the glade, just a scared little amnesiac greenie.