Marcus

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"Every month the Box comes up and inside is supplies and things we might need. Also, it brings a new Greenie. That's you this time." I tell the Greenie. "This is the Glade, and we call ourselves the Gladers."

The Greenie let's out a laugh then says, "Gladers?"

"Yeah. I'm Marcus by the way. Sorry I forgot to say." I turn to him. "A few rules that I have to tell you are never harm another Glader, do your part, and never go into the Maze."

"Why not?"

"Because only the Runners can enter it. They spend their day's trying to find a way out of here. And no one can last a night out in the Maze. That's why its forbidden."

The Greenie turns form me to the Maze walls. "So let me get this straight, no one can go beyond the wall's because it's banned, yet these 'runners' risk their lives in there anyway."

"Basically yes. Come on though, I have to finish touring you before lunch."

For the next few hours, I take the new Greenie around the Glade and explain role's and task's. by the time lunch comes around I have a list of jobs that seem suitable for him.

"Hey Fry. What do you have today?' I ask as I grab a plate for myself and the Greenie.

"Potato's and beans." Frypan serves up the two dishes onto the two plates.

"So, the usual." I tell him, then turn to the new Glader. "Greenie, this is Frypan he cooks for us. And he and I work in the garden's together."

The Greenie nods then great's Fry. "Hello."

"Hey Greenie. Now move along Marcus and take the Greenie with you. Others have to eat too." Fry dismisses us then adds, "I'll join you later."

"Sure!" I hand the Greenie his plate the beckon him over to one of the taller tree's that support a table.

As we eat, I take in the Greenie's appearance. Short strawberry-blonde hair, deep brown eyes. When he smiles, small dimples appear in the corners of his mouth. He also has an accent that none of the other Gladers have. It causes some words to slide into one another and sounds sweet like a form of honey; which is rare in the Glade.

"So, after lunch you can wonder around." I tell him. "Just don't go making trouble, alright."

The Greenie nods. "What are you going to do?"

"Go see Alby. Figure out which job you'll get."

"Okay."

For a few minutes, we both just eat out lunch. Only when Frypan joins us does conversation spark again.

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