She jolted up awake as the sunlight melted her eyes, drenched in water and gasping for air. Her lungs burned like she had just run a marathon. She looked around the metal container and jumped at the sight of boy. He was sitting there with his head between his legs calm and deep in thought.
"Where the hell are we?" She asked. The boy didn't hear her. Didn't even lift up his head. "Hey. I'm talking to you." He turned his head and looked her straight in the eye. He had jet black hair and his eyes were a deep brown.
"I don't know." He said it calmly and slowly as if he wasn't really paying attention. "Do you know your name?" He asked her.
"Ummm," she had to think about it long and hard. "No, I don't. Why don't I know my name? Do you know yours?"
"Alby." He murmured.
"What I can't hear you." She replied
"Alby!" He shouted at her, "my names Alby."
She was taken aback by his abruptness.
"I'm, sorry. I'd don't know what happened. I can't remember a thing." He explained, "I have been trying to remember for ages."
"It's ok. I mean we have just woken up drenched in water in a metal container in a random place and we can't remember anything. I'll let you off." She reassured him sarcastically.
He cracked a laugh. He started to like her.
"Why don't we get out of here then?" He asked.
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A/n: this was a very short paragraph just to start it off but it will get better I promise.
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The First Girl
Teen FictionWhat if there was another girl. Before Teresa, before any of the gladers. What if she started the maze? What she finds in the maze will shock you!! Based of James Dashners "The Maze Runner" with my own twist! Amazing books and movies.
