THE ERROR (Newt Fanfiction)

Meeting: Chapter 9

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KAYLA'S POV:

        Hours past in the Slammer, Kayla constantly walking back and forth, struggling to dig up more memories, something, anything.

Kayla breaths in and out slowly, her eyes closed, feet softly echoing on the floor of the slammer as she paces, mid-morning sunlight streaming through the bars. 

Think. Think! 

Your name is Kayla. How old are you?

Okay, scratch that. You have blonde hair...blue eyes. You're skinny. 

You're in the Glade. Who put you there? Okay, wait. Don't go that far. Who's your mom? Dad? 

Any siblings? Boyfriend? Where do you live? Address? Anything! Ugh!!!!

Kayla gives up. She sighs and stops pacing, leaning against the back wall, sliding down slowly. 

Just as she hits the floor, a face appears through the bars. She looks up, expecting...er...hoping...to see Newt. Hey! No! Cut it out!

Alby. "Come on, shank. Time for a meeting." 

The latch opens and a hand appears through the opening. Kayla blinks slowly, raising her hand up and grabbing his. He helps her out and they start walking to the Homestead, she still limps and falls behind slightly.

Alby opens the door and walks in, Kayla following. Chairs are lined up like before, though this time they are filled with the Keepers of the Glade.

Alby sits down in the open chair, next to a very distant looking Newt. He motions for her to sit in the chair in the center, and Kayla obeys, slowly setting her small body down in the middle of the intimidating crescent. 

Alby clears his throat. "Okay, listen. So Kayla has been here for less than a week, has already broken the rules, and her ankle. She hasn't completed any trains in any jobs, and nothing is set in her future at all." 

Kayla lowers her gaze, embarrassment flooding her and she can feel her face flush with color. 

Another voice starts speaking. "That girl kicked me in the ribs, probably broke something." Gally.

Kayla looks up and opens her mouth to defend herself, but a glare from Alby tells her to keep her yap shut.

"Gally, first of all, you struck first. We should punish you, but there are other things to worry about. Second, we need to get everyone's opinions on what we should do about her."

Ugh! I'm right here!!!

Alby scans his gaze along the line of Keepers. "We must remember her injuries, and her attitude."

He points to the person at the end of the line first. Winston, she thinks. He looks up. "Hm? Oh. Well, a Slicer is out of the picture, but she should definitely get a job." Alby nods. "Alright next." 

They went down the line, some saying to give her a job, others saying to have her live in the Slammer. The worst one was Gally, who stated she should be banished. That was immediately out of the drawing from Minho. Kayla was not allowed to speak, or even really react to anything anyone said.

Finally, they came to Newt. He hadn't spoken throughout the whole meeting, keeping his gaze locked on the floor below him. He didn't move it as he spoke, didn't look up at anyone.

"Kayla should be a runner."