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Thomas: As the heavy box came to a jerking stop, you fell forward knocking down boxes, you face planted and quickly stood up as the doors above you opened.
Dozens of boys looked down upon you. A few reached down and picked you up.
"Welcome to the Glade Greenie." One says, he has dark skin and a serious look on his face that makes him look too unfriendly.
Without a word, you run to the nearest building you find, you head into the kitchen and grab a knife, you crawl under a table.
Minutes later they all catch up, and open the door quickly.
"Where'd she go?" One asks calmly.
"Ugh, I don't know and I don't care. Ben, Newt, Thomas, Fry, look for her. The rest of you shanks get back to work." The serious man demands.
"Greenie? We ain't going to hurt you. Come out."
"She's not going to listen Ben." A British voice says.
You slowly lift your head up to look at them, a boy with dark hair, and he looked like he could be strong, but at the moment is really weak and tired.
He takes a step forward, you stand up all the way and hold out your knife, he puts his hands up.
"Where am I?" You ask.
"Put the knife down Greenie, we're not going to hurt you." A kid behind him says.
You drop the knife slowly to your side.
He walks forward slowly and slips it out of your hand, then he drops it to the ground, and kicks it away, he let's his hands fall except for one, he holds it out for you to shake.
"I'm Thomas." He says.
"Y/n." You say, remembering your name and shaking his hand.
Minho: You sat against a tree close to the Maze walls talking to your friend Newt. Well, he's the closest you've got to a friend, for you just met everyone.
As he starts talking about different jobs your mind trails off and you stare at the ground picking at grass.
"Hey, Greenie? You alright?" Someone asks.
"Uh-huh." You say.
"The names Minho." He says, you look up to see a Asian with beautiful features. Slightly blushing, you shake his hand.
Newt: As the box yanks to the stop, and the doors above open quickly. As if in a rush, two boys pulled you by your shirt and chucked you onto the ground.
"Back off!" Someone hisses and helps you up gently.
"You alright love?" He asks.
You nod and close your eyes due to spinning.
"You shanks get back to work! Stop being such bloody slintheads!" You absolutely adored his accent.
People were laughing and throwinhg stuff at you.
"Come on let's get you out of here love." He says, he quickly gets you out of there.
"What was that all about?" You ask.
"They're boys. They don't know how to bloody act. Man if Alby new what they just did they'd be in a shuck load of trouble." He says, you laugh lightly.
"Thanks by the way." You say.
"No problem love. Do me a favor, stay here while I go get Alby." He says, and walks out the door.
