Medjacks again

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Alex's POV
By the time lunch has been made and served, I'm absolutely shattered. I have soup all over my apron and my hair hasn't escaped the soups wrath either. I take a bowl of potato soup and I sit at a table with Newt, Alby and Nick.
"Hey Alex." Nick says. I take a seat next to Newt and nod.
"Are you tired?" Nick asks sarcastically. I jokingly glare at home but I crack a small smile.
"You guys are wild animals, I swear you's have never seen food before." I say while laughing, everyone else joins in. I hear the sound of a chair scraping along the floor next to me.
"Hey." I say to Frpan. He smiles and sets his bowl down and sits down.
"What's everyone laughing 'bout? This is the happiest I've ever seen ha shanks." Frypan says.
"Apparently we've never seen food before. But thanks Fry, lovely to see your face too." Newt says sassily. I roll my eyes and start eating my soup.
"Why is the gaps between the walls in the maze?" I ask, everyone looks at me as if I just asked a stupid question.
"The walls close every night and open every morning. Have you been shown the griever? These 'gaps' are doors which keep the grievers out. Without them we would all be dead because grievers got into the glade." Newt says.
"How come I've never noticed it before then? And for your information I have seen a griever and I don't intend to see one again. I nearly klunked my pants?" I say more of like a question.
"You've either been asleep in the morning or your too tired at night to actually notice it. And for your information, you need to work on your glader terms. It's terrible but yes your expression is correct." Newt replies.
"Sooo what do these 'glader terms mean then?" I ask finishing my soup.
"Slinthead means something I'm not going to repeat, the only time I did I was nearly punched in the face by the greenie because he thought I aimed it at him. Klunk means poop. Shuck well can mean two things, like if you fall it's basically swearing. Shank I don't really know what it means." Newt explains, I stop listening about half way through. When everything goes silent again I nod and get up. I take my bowl and a few other bowls back to the kitchen to be cleaned. Frypan walks back to the kitchen and we start cleaning the dishes, other boys bring the bowls up for us. Instead of me walking around getting them all.

Once the dishes are finished, we go straight onto making dinner. I think Frypan had said he was making casserole or something like that. I was sent to the gardens to get the vegetables that we need and I'm also sent over to the blood house to get the meat. When I back I see Frypan has already got the pots that we need out. I give them to Frypan and he gives me some vegetables to chop while he handles the meat.
"Frypan? What happens if a glader is vegetarian?" I ask while chopping a carrot.
"I don't know actually. They don't complain but I guess I would give them a vegetarian substitute." He says, I nod my head in agreement.
"Hey, do you have any hair bobbles that I can use?" He looks at me weirdly.
"Hair bobbles?" Frypan asks.
"The elastic thingy that you use to tie your hair back with?" I say while pulling my hair up to resemble a ponytail.
"I'd call them hair ties but judging by your accent your from somewhere else I take it." He says shrugging.
"Yes I'm from somewhere else, I'm apparently from Scotland. I got it back in a memory but please don't tell Alby! Only you and Newt I think know about it. Alby will kill me because I haven't told him anything."
"You can ask for some before the next delivery of supplies come up." Frypan says.
"You can?" I say while dropping my knife in the floor.
"Yeah but don't worry your secret is safe with me." Frypan holds his hand over his heart which must mean 'I promise' or something. I nod and I pick it up and wash it in the sink, the knife slips out of my hands. I try to grab it but I end up making a big gash in my hand.
"Shuck! Shuck shuck shuck." I say while grabbing my hand to stop the flow of blood.
"Alex! What've you done?" Frypan says as he runs over to look at it. I start to feel really dizzy when I see the amount of blood that I've already lost.
"Ross! Take Alex to the medjacks. Now!" Ross who o take it is another cook runs over and brings a towel to wrap around my hand. He puts his arm around my shoulders to support me and we make the short walk to the medjacks which are up a flight of stairs. The pain gets too much when we reach a door where one of the medjacks must be. Before Ross can shout on one of them, I faint at the door bringing Ross down with me with the unexpected weight. I can barely make out Clint before I fully blackout.
*****
I slowly open my eyes to see Newt sitting in a chair next to the bed that I'm in. I slowly sit up but immediately regret doing so as I feel a wave of nausea.
"Alex! Lie back down, your going to pass out again." Newt jumps out of the chair and helps me lie back down.
"How long have I been out?" I ask immediately feeling better lying down again.
"A couple of hours I think. Frypan told me that you cut yourself on a knife? How did you do that?" He asks sitting on the bed, gently picking up my right hand which is wrapped in a thick layer a gauze and probably has stitches.
"Yeah I cut it on a knife. I dropped it and went to pick it up, I ran the knife under the water so I wouldn't spread germs and I dropped again and I tried to catch it. So you can see how that worked out." I let out a small laugh.
"How many times are you going to be a the medjacks in a month. Also a new greenie is coming up this week I think. You might want to meet him." He says.
"Or her." I say raising my eyebrows. Newt let's out a small chuckle.
"True."
"How do you ask for stuff from the box?" I look over at Newt, who looks exhausted from a day running in the maze.
"You get a piece of paper, you write down what you need and drop it into the box. Why?"
"I need hair bobbles. When can I get out of here?"
"Tomorrow but I think you'll have a couple of days of until your hands healed."
"Good but I missed the doors closing!" I protest.
"You can see them closing tomorrow."
"Good because I've still not seen it and I've nearly been here for a month."
"I promise you you'll see it. Now go to sleep, you've had quite a day. Goodnight." Newt kisses my forehead and leaves the room. My cheeks burn almost immediately but I can't help but smile.
"Goodnight." I whisper as the door closes. I turn over and sleep washes over me quickly and I welcome the darkness.

(A/N). Early update!! Whoop whoop! Thank you for over 100 votes! I was smiling like an idiot for the rest of the day and my family that I was weird (not like they think that already). But thank you! I might update on Saturday as well!
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