*No one's pov*
(Y/N) woke up in a terrifying contraption, a metal one too might she add and it was moving upwards. It was pitch black inside and all she could see was her hand in front of her but even that was just barely visible.
Then, as she wemt up at what seemed lightening speed, (Y/N) saw a couple of lights but they went as quickly as they came and then there was a blaring alarm.
She quickly pulled her hands up to her ears, which felt like they were bleeding.
The girl then realized that she was in a giant metal moving box.
Great
(Y/N) was then shot backwards and now had immense pain in her head making her vision have black dots to it. Just so everyone knows, no, it was not a very delightful feeling.
If that wasn't bad enough, there was now a blinding pain coming from above her.
"It's another bloody girl" a boy with a British accent said.
"Oh thank lord" she hear a girl say and (Y/N) honestly couldn't agree more. At least she wouldn't be the only girl here.
She was snapped outta her thoughts when she saw at least 30 boys standing around the metal box she was currently in.
"Hey there sunshine, the names Newt" the boy named Newt said and held out his hand.
May (Y/N) add; he was quite attractive. But not really her type. He helped her outta the box and asked if she remembered her name.
"(Y/N)" she stated clearly and they all seemed a bit shocked "what?" she asked confused. "No Greenie remembers their name on the first day" a boy with weird looking eyebrows said.
"Well, I guess I'm the first" You said
"I'm-"
"Erin"
A bitchy sounding girl with wavy dirty blonde shoulder length hair and bright blue eyes stepped forward.
She was wearing a standard white T-shirt with black shorts and she had just rudely cut off a boy with short curly hair, and chubby cheeks.
He looked to be the youngest of them all at about age 12.
"Okay Erin" she said sassily looking around at her surroundings. It had seemed like a nice little place
"Whoa, looks like Minho's got competition" Newt says with an amused little smile and you were standing there, confused.
"Who's Minho?" (Y/N) said voicing your thoughts aloud as you looked at him. "Minho, he's a runner, Keeper of the Runners actually" he says informing the newbie.
"And how does he have competition?" (Y/N) asked still kinda confused but not as much as before.
"You're both very sarcastic and i could tell you could be quite the sassy one" he says smirking a bit and she couldn't help but laugh at that.
Out of the corner of (Y/N) (Eye colour) eye, she could see Erin looking quite annoyed with her to say the least.
Oh, someone's gotta crush.
"Well, you should go rest, you have an...entertaining night" a dark skinned guy had said as he walked up to them.
"By the way, I'm Alby, the leader of the Glade. I'm in charge of everything here basically" Alby said before dismissing the group.
"Um, where do I stay?" (Y/N) said asking Erin The Rednose Bitchdeer. "In Homestead, duh" she said walking away as if (Y/N) was supposed to know where that was.
Wow, what a shank.
Shank?
Where did I learn that from?
Eh, whatever.
"Hey Newt, where do I stay?" (Y/N) said just deciding to ask the British who claimed to be Newt since Erin was no help
"Oh we had an exception made, you'll be staying with Erin" he said with a smile. "Come on, just follow me" he adds walking towards a weird looking building before knocking on a door while she followed behind closely.
"What?" You hear Erin call from somewhere inside the room. "Oh hey Newt" she said smiling at the blonde boy. "Greenie's my new roommate?" she asks still smiling which (Y/N) could tell she was only trying to be nice.
"Yup so get used to each other. Oh and Erin? Just because you're a Keeper doesn't mean you treat her any different okay?" Newt says and she nods still with that fake smile.
"Got it, come on in Greenie" she says smiling pulling your arm inside and closing the door.
"Okay listen to me. That's your bed. Top 3 drawers are yours. Also don't get to close to me because I don't really like you" she said her fake smile fading as soon as she closed the door and Newt was out of earshot.
"Oh well, that's good to know because as of right now youre not proving yourself to be a very likable person" (Y/N) retorted and plopped onto her so called 'bed'.
She couldn't deny, it was comfortable.
She then stood up, made sure the door was closed, and fixed her plain blue muscle top and black shorts.
She then brushed out her (h/l) (h/c) hair and decided to leave it down.
(Y/N) rested for a bit until a knock on he- the door came and it was time for the bonfire.
As she walked over to the fire, (Y/N) mainly kept to herself. That was, until she was handed a weird looking drink.
"Here ya go Greenie, you look thirsty" a boy says making her look up. He had blonde curly hair and blue eyes, you then take a sip and spit it out the second it goes to your lips.
"Ugh" she said in disgust and hand it back to him. "Tyler" he says reaching out his hand, she slowly took it and shook his hand.
"(Y/N)" she said smiling a bit and he sits down beside her and before long they guys were talking like old friends.
"So, how'd you and Erin get along?" he asks the new girl. "We hate each other" (Y/N) said rolling her eyes as she looked over at a drunk Erin dancing with the boys.
"She got here 2 months ago, this would be her 3rd one here" he explains. "Chuck was the greenie before you" he says pointing to the curly haired boy from earlier.
"One thing you should know is Erin is actually the ultimate champion at fighting. When she's not drunk that is" he says and they both laugh a bit.
After some fighting and watching Erin get drunk and make out with someone, she finally goes to bed. And thank heavens, because (Y/N) felt so beat.
Too bad I have work tomorrow, well, I start training actually
She thought to herself, she then got into bed and fall asleep thinking about what life could be here in the Glade..
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Little Runner (Minho X Reader)
ФанфикшнSo as it may seem, Teresa wasn't the only girl who showed up in the Glade. There were two others to be exact. But this isn't about Teresa or Erin; this girl was stronger, faster, and (to a certain runner) more beautiful than the both of them combi...
