Fifth night in the Glade and you're all alone. No friends, they all hate you or in the very least, don't know you exist. Not even the other girl notices you.
You just sit in your bed, alone, and leaving the door opened for a good ten minutes to let it cool down. You think about why you're even here, clearly you're not meant to be here.
You get up and close the door, then climb back into bed and sleep.
***
Someone opens the door, they don't bother closing it behind them and then other Gladers come, one takes your sleeping body and follows the rest of them to the deadheads.
With some laughing quietly and the others trying to hurry but walk quietly, they finally reach the spot in front of a tall tree, a trap in front of it, a rope dangled down from a tree holding a net that's spread out perfectly. They gently set you in it then quickly scurry away as it triggers the trap. You're lift thirty feet into the air, you open your eyes as you feel the wind hits your face quite painfully.
You scream and start panicking, a drop from here means you're dead. Plus you're not a fan of heights.
As your screaming continued the Gladers gathered around, pointing and laughing. Even the other new Gladers laughed, you notice as Alby and a blonde boy push through the crowd and look up. They say something and then the Alby starts climbing up the tree. Soon Minho comes too and climbs.
Panicking you try moving as little as possible.
"Alby!" Minho shouts, pointing to the rope, without any warning it breaks and you fall, expecting a painful shooting pain you hear them shout all at once.
"Newt!" Alby says.
Newt responds automatically and quickly runs underneath, and catches you. You open your eyes, not noticing the tears gently coming down your cheeks, everyone laughs and you jump out of his arms and run. You open your door and quickly close it. You jump onto the bed and cry, your back facing the door.
***
"Which one of you slintheads thought that'd be a good idea?" Alby asks, jumping down at a few feet.
Everyone looked towards Gally (It's always Gally isn't it?)
***
The door opens, you decide to ignore it and continue to cry.
"You alright Greenie?" A British voice asks. You don't respond. He closes the door. "It'll be fine Green bean! Don't cry!" He says.
"I was just humiliated in front of the glade, it's hard not too. Plus I was just hanging from a tree which I could've fallen from and died and just to shucking top of off, I'm all shucking alone and everyone hates me!" You say,
"I don't hate you." He says. "I've actually taken quite a liking to you green bean. Do you really care what those bloody shanks think? They're idiots." He says.
"How have you taken a liking to me? You don't know me." You say, sitting up.
He sits next to you, and wraps a comforting arm around you.
"We'll fix that." He says.
You smile he looks at you and wipes away a tear that's running down your cheek.
"It'll be alright love." He says, and then kisses you gently. As if he made a big mistake he gets up and leaves, face pure red.
