song : Wild by Troye Sivan
I heard the metal gril open. I could see the bright sun. I closed my eyes and covered it with my arm.
- It's a girl!
Said a black hair boy. I couldn't remember anything. All i knew that my name was Lacey. Lacey.
A boy with a nice and cleaner outfit lend a hand. I reject it and climb the gril myself.
- Strong girl.
His accent was different from the others. Sound british.
His face was very attractive. I wanted to invest it. I pulled his collar of his shirt. Making him freak out.
- Who are you and where am i?
I ask staring deeply into his hazel eyes.
- Im Newt. And your in The Glade.
He grabs my hand and gives me a shake. He winks. Then he walks off.
I smirk. This could get better.
