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Alby simply banged a hand on the table in front of him, stopping the murmuring from taking place. "I hereby call this meeting to order."
To be honest, the boy was dreading this meeting almost as much as he was anxious to get it over with. Bellamy, the only girl within the Glade, was already almost certainly more trouble than she was worth.
He knew that. They all seemed to know that.
It seemed like everyone here was just as anxious to figure out the situation so they could get back to some degree of normal. Not that any of them truly knew what normal was to begin with.
"She's a threat—" Came the first voice to break the silence. Gally, naturally.
Another sigh dipped from Alby's mouth. "Does anyone have anything constructive to say?"
Dead silence fell across the group of Keepers. Newt shifted, though it was somewhat uncomfortably. "So she's bad in the kitchen, so what?" He piped up, narrowing his gaze at the group of boys.
Darwin pounded a hand in support. He was no Keeper, but he was here on Bellamy's behalf. Better that she not be there for the meeting.
"Bad in the kitchen?" Frypan choked out. "She started a fire!"
"That could be useful." Darwin said weakly, gesturing emphatically.
"Clint?" Alby questioned, gaze falling onto the other boy.
The boy in question leaned forward, hand on his knuckles. "Well she's not half-bad as a medic. Her mannerisms though—she scares people."
"Is that because she's not a shank?" Newt asked pointedly.
"No, it's because she's—too blunt." Clint insisted.
"Well the Builders don't want her. She nearly took off my head. She's all sorts of distracted and rude." Gally said with a huff.
Alby's watchful gaze finally swept onto Zart. Better he ask the Track-Hoes before turning to the Sloppers or anyone else. "Zart?"
"She doesn't have a green thumb. But she can take direction. Or so Leo says, anyway." Zart said. "We could take her."
"Well then it's decided—" Alby started.
Darwin was on his feet in seconds, shaking his head. "Woah, woah, woah—aren't we forgetting something?" Everyone stared at him blankly and Darwin nearly let out a sigh of exasperation, shaking his head at all of them. "She's fast on her feet. And there's still one Keeper that's not here."
"No, absolutely not—"
"Like hell—"
Chaos immediately erupted across the room at the mere suggestion of having Minho train the girl for a day. But Alby seemed to be deep in thought, eyes not leaving Darwin's set features.
Alby held up a hand and almost instantly, the room quieted down. "Why'd you suggest it?"
Darwin gave a half-grin, squaring his shoulders and straightening up. "Oh come on, it's the simplest solution to your problem."
"Problem?"
"Half the boys in the Glade won't stop staring at the girl. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that she's thrown everything off." Darwin said with a shrug. "She's fast on her feet, wants to try it, and I have confidence that she'll survive. Letting her even try it out with Minho takes care of your work problem. And that means no one else has to babysit her."
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Inferno
Fanfiction"Once you know the truth, there's no going back." Bellamy is just another orphan living in the Dauntless Faction. She's just trying to survive, she doesn't care about the government of her world. When faced with treachery, rebellion, and the know...
