She's different (maze runner fan fiction)

Chapter 1

A/N ALL OF THESE WONDERFUL CHARACTERS BELONG TO THE WONDERFUL JAMES DASHNER.
I wake up to darkness. My back is pressed against metal mesh. My head is being cleared from everything in my past, I pointlessly smack my head against the walls as if that's gonna keep my thoughts in, I know I'm smarter and braver than the state I am in now.
Keep it together Chris. I say to my self. I stand up quickly, I know my name! I finally grasp the fact that that is the only thing I'll remember so I try to learn more things about myself. My hair reaches down to my belly button, from what I can tell its thick and curly. I'm wearing boots, leggings, a cotton short sleeved t-shirt and a leather jacket. I get up and feel my way around, soon I realize I'm in a metal box and it's shooting up quickly. I sit down again, I start getting restless, all these hours stuck in this stupid box full of crates.
I start screaming things, at first it just things like 'help' or 'get me out of here' but then I scream crazy tortures that I'll do to the people who put me in this situation. I stop screaming, my throat is sore and I'm scared at my moment of insanity. I just sit there for a while, suddenly the box stops with a shudder and the doors at the top of the box open. I squint, the sun too bright for me to take in so abruptly after the darkness. Someone jumps in to the box, I get up quickly. It's a teenage boy with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes. He looks at me with a surprised look on his face.
"What the bloody shuck?" he says with a British accent.
"What is it Newt?" someone asks.
It's a girl."
Then everyone starts talking.
"Is she hot?"
"You've got to be shucking me."
"Welcome to the glade."
"I call dibs."
"No way."
Everyone shut your holes!"
Everyone stops talking and then a rope with a loop on the end is thrown down. First the Newt character gets pulled up then it's thrown down again, I hesitate.
I've got nothing to lose. I grab on to it.
"One, two, three!"
They seriously overestimated my weight, I tumble through the air and land on my face. I slowly get up, I'm surrounded by teenage boys. Someone from the back whistles.
"I like your hair, redhead," says a boy with a nose the shape of a small potato, he is walking towards me and has his hand held in front of him like he is about to touch my hair.
"If you touch me, I swear I'll break your neck!" I yell at him.
Some people snicker, Newt smiles.
"Your a girl," he laughs.
I lose my temper and punch him in the face. He screams in anger and runs at me, his hands outstretched, I duck down at the last minute and he falls. I throw myself on top of him and keep punching him. Newt and a couple other boys get me off him and pin me to the ground. I eventually calm down. Then a huge boy with dark skin comes over.
"Throw her into the slammer for the rest of the day and the night with nothing to eat," he says calmly. He goes over to the boy I had the fight with.
"Get your shuckin' butt over to the med-jacks, Gally,"
Then the leader walks off.
"What's your name?" Newt asks.
"Chris."
"Well I'm sorry Chris but I have to pick you up, we don't want you bloody running in to the maze, do we shank?"
He picked me up in a ball, with my knees pressed against my chest and my back against his chest, immobilizing me. I could feel his heartbeat, I kept struggling against his grip as he walked but he held me too tightly. We got to the slammer and he put me down slowly. I glare at him and he locks the door.
"I'm sorry shank, I don't agree with Alby's punishment either."
He walks away. I sit against the wall, curled up in a ball. I stay quiet for awhile but then I get so bored I start inventing weird games, then I start whispering to myself, then I start screaming. Two gladers walk past and I shout at them.
"If you don't get me out I'll strangle you."
They look at me with a scared expression on their faces and quicken their pace. I sit down again for a while. I get up again and push the chair out of the way and start doing handstands and cartwheels and stuff like that, I have no idea why, I just got the urge, I'm really weird.
After a while Newt comes back. When he reaches the slammer he speaks.
"Hey greenie, I know how shucking hungry you are so I thought I'd bring you something to eat."
"Thanks," I say with a smile as he gives me some bread.
"How old do I look?" I suddenly ask.
"You look about sixteen or seventeen and you've got bloody crazy red hair."
It's the first time I've smiled since I got to this place.
"Goodnight," he says.
Then I realize he's limping. Poor guy. I start eating the bread, when I finish it I curl back into a ball and fall sleep.