It All Starts Now

The Glade

Floria's POV

As I was hoisted out of the cage, I heard teens laughing at me. Words like greenie and slopper reached my ears, not sounding very nice. I want to scream and yell at them.
I'll be having words with whoever taught them their manners.
A blonde boy about my age yelled at everyone to keep quiet, then walked up to me with an award-winning grin that made my heart stop, then flutter. "Name's Newt, greenie." the boy extended his hand for me to shake. I don't take it, keeping a stoic and blank look on my face.
A heavily muscled Asian kid behind Newt chortles. "Sorry Newt, ya probably not the most charming person she's ever seen. Fix your hair, then she'll consider givin' ya a peck on ya cheek."
Newt elbowed the kid's ribs without even blushing.
"Sorry, I apologise on behalf of Minho. He is normally like this, so please, don't worry about him. The only difference between a box of klunk and his manners is the box." Newt gives another grin, and my heart did a traitorous flip. I silently called for Alethea to come save me before I do or say something stupid to embarrass myself.
As if on cue, Alethea literally teleported right next to me. Her sea green eyes darted around the Glade, as if challenging everyone to fight her. The kids looked away, obviously scared of her. I wish I had that kind of authority. No one would ever bother me anymore. When she glared at Newt, even he looked away. Only Minho let a low whistle.
"Ah, now little noot, that's my type." Minho smirked at Alethea, challenging her. Alethea's distaste turned to pure disgust.
"Enough chatter, let's start the matter." another boy walked up to us and shook our hands. He introduced himself as Alby. Even though he was a lot more fierce, I like his seriousness and sensibility.
Alby appointed a girl, maybe younger than me, to show me and Alethea around the next day. Only when Alby mentioned the girl's age, I realised I didn't know my own age. But I decided to leave deciding my age to later. I need to rest for now.