The Greenie

Chapter 4

"Hey princess, heard you were able to remember your name." Minho sat next to me with his lunch and we ate together.

"So, got any jobs you wanna try?" Minho asked with his mouth stuffed full of food.

"It's more the jobs I don't wanna do."

"And what's that," Minho said as he lifted his arm onto my shoulders and over my back.

"I really don't wanna be a slopper or track-hoe," I said.

"Why?"

"I mean, nothing exciting happens and it's basically the same thing everyday. I want something different, something... fun."

"Well, do I have the job for you," before Minho can finish his sentence a voice cuts through.

"I know what you're gonna say Minho," Minho laughs as Newt sits down across from us. "Don't even think about it." Newt stares straight into Minho's eyes.

"Wait which job?" I asked, cutting through the silence.

"I was gonna say you could be a runner, but Mr. Newty over here says no."

"I just don't think it's a good idea, y'know." Newt says in self-defense.

"Is it cause I'm a girl?" I asked, skeptical of his reasoning.

"No, not at all, it's just not safe in there and I don't want you getting hurt, Saige." By this point I totally forgot about Minho having his arm around me until Alby came back over.

"Woah woah woah, personal space Minho," Alby chuckles, "Anyways, I need a meeting with you two now." He points towards Minho and Newt. They get up and once again I'm all alone at the table. Since I was pretty much finished with lunch I walked back up to Fry handed him my dish and wandered off. I walked to the Deadheads and climbed the tree nearest to me. I found a big branch and I layed down on it. I sat there and just decided to take everything in. I honestly think I fell asleep because I could hear the boys yelling my name.

"Uh, oh," I muttered, worried that they were gonna get mad at me.

"Saige! What the shuck are you doing up there!" I heard a british accent yell.

"Ummmm, nothing," I yelled back.

"Well get your bloody self down right now, ok!"

"Ugh, fine Newt," I made my way down the tree.

"Saige, what the bloody hell! You could have died up there!"

"But I didn't, did I buddy boy," I said sarcastically. Shoot. He didn't get the joke. Newt stormed off to the Homestead visibly pissed.

"Whatever," I mumbled under my breath. I made my way back to the kitchen to talk to Fry.

"Need any help," I say as I poked my head through the door.

"Only if you want Greenie," Fry pointed towards all the dirty dishes. I helped Fry clean for most of the time until he asked me to help with dinner. I was reluctant, but I helped either way.

"So what are we making tonight?"

"I was thinking stew," Fry said as he reached for the enormous pot.

"Sounds delicious!"

"Alright Saige, can you fill the pot."

"Of course!" We finished just in time for all the boys to come flooding in. 

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A/N: honestly I'm not super in love with this chapter but I felt like I needed to write something so here! Also don't be afraid to comment! :D