In The Maze

Chapter 4

    I have been in the Glade a week. Newt has been with me almost every minute of it. Alby and Newt decided the best job for me was track hoe. Today is my third day at my new job.
"Newt?" I say, crouching next him and digging weeds out of the soil."Why haven't you left my side?" He stops weeding and looks at me. "Why? Do you want me to?" He says looking a little hurt.  " No! Not at all!" I stutter. " I'm just curious." He looks relieved. " I don't know..." He says. " I just want to make sure you okay. You're our only girl."
    "Oh." I say, content. I go back to my weeding when I hear a siren go off.
    " Newt?" I say, confused. " What's that?" He looked at me, equally confused. " New Greenie."
    " What?" I said. " I thought you said they come up one a month." He looks a bit concerned. " They do." He says. I wipe my hands on my jeans and we go to the box to see what's going on.
    I hear the box jerk to stop. I wait for the box to open. I hear something and I stop in my tracks. A babies wail. " Newt!" I say, alarmed. " A baby." His eyes widen. I hear the box open. We look down and sure enough it's a baby.
It has a little bit of dark hair on top of it's head and is wearing a faded yellow onesie. I can't tell the gender. A crowd grows around the box. All eyes go to me. Instinct takes over and I hop in the box. Newt follows. I scoop up the baby and sit it on my hip, bouncing it in an attempt to make it stop crying. I look in the corner of the box and notice wipes, diapers and baby food. I look in another corner and there is ointment, baby powder, a small mattress covered in a layer of plastic and a small box of baby clothes. I notice a piece of paper on the floor. I pick it up, being mindful of the baby and read the note scrawled on it.

Her name is Rosalind.

I look up at Newt in shock. He's reading the note over my shoulder. When he's done he meets my gaze, equally shocked. " Another girl..." He murmurs. " A baby." His shock fades and he calls over his shoulder. " Tell the builders to start making a crib and stuff for the baby." They nod, staring blankly at the baby. "Well go on then!" Says Newt. They snap out of their daze and run off.
    Newt hops out of the box and reaches down. I hand him Rosalind and I hop out as well.
Newt looks up to me with a small smile. "Looks like we have some decisions to make." I nod slowly and look down at the baby to get a better look.
She looks about 5 months old. She has blue eyes and pale skin. She seriously looks like a porcelain doll. She looks up at Newt and I and giggles. " Who's baby is this?" Newt takes on a solemn tone. " I don't know." A look of frustration spreads on his face. " who would bloody send a baby into the maze?" I don't answer. I take the baby from his arms and flash him a smile. " Newt, can you get Rosalind's stuff out of the box?" He smiles brightly. "sure." He says sweetly. He hops back into the box and scoops as much as he can into his arms. I carefully set Rosalind on her back and take all of the things in Newt's arms and set it on the ground next to me. We repeat the cycle until everything is out of the box. I pick up Rosalind again and balance her on my hip. Newt hops out of the box once more and rests on the ground, panting. I look down at Rosalind. I don't know who she is or where came from but I already love her. I can't wait to watch her grow up. I see Alby emerge from one of the buildings, probably to meet the new Greenie and find out what the shuck is going on. He sees me holding a baby and stops in his tracks, eyes popping out of his head. Once recover from the shock he runs up to me. "A baby?" He says, scratching his head. He gently takes Rosalind from my arms and balances her on his hip. " Welcome to the Glade, Greenbean." I am enjoying this. It's adorable. "Her name is Rosalind." I say. "Well hello Rosalind." Alby says to Rosalind, bouncing her on his hip. I see a growing crowd of gawking Gladers surrounding us. Rosalind starts wailing, frightened by the crowd. I take her back and she stops crying immediately.
" She seems to like you guys." Alby says to Newt and me. " You two are in charge of her." Newt and I nod in agreement. Newt leans over and whispers in my ear. " Good job, Emalee." I flash him a nervous smile. " Okay." Alby says in a booming voice. Everyone help us with this stuff. " Where will she sleep?" I ask Alby. " With you guys, I guess." He responds " So where should we sleep? We need a crib and changing table. I surprise myself. I don't know how I know this. Newt looks surprised at me as well. I'll have the builders make you a hut." I nod in agreement. " Alby turns to the crowd and announces in a booming voice. " No one is permitted to enter the baby hut or even touch Rosalind without Newt or Emalee's permission. Understand?" The crowd nods. "Now get busy." The crowd hurries off to work on the hut. I turn to Newt. "She can sleep on a blanket between us tonight." I say. He looks confused. " On?" He says. " But won't she get Cold?" I shake my head. " You can't put blankets on babies while they're sleeping, it's dangerous. She sleeps on her back. I'll just put on a warm onesie." I say. "Oh." He nods, surprised that I knew this. Reading his expression, I shrugged.
Still looking at newt, I smell something foul. I wrinkle my nose. " Smells like someone needs a diaper change." I say to Newt. I unbutton the bottom half of the onesie to check, and sure enough the normally yellow line was blue. Dirty. "Newt, can you grab a picnic blanket and meet me at the tables?" He nods and runs off to the Homestead to retrieve me a picnic table. I gather a package of diapers and some wipes and rash ointment of the ground, and head to an empty table, where Newt was waiting to change Rosalind's diaper. I ask him to spread it out and I start changing the diaper. Boys who were walking by stared, curious. When I remove the dirty diaper I fold it like a burrito and hand it Newt. " Newt can you throw this away, please?"
"Sure." Newt says. Reluctant, but sweet as always. I press the sticky tabs down making sure the diaper is snug. Newt returns from his quest to throw away the diaper. " How do you know how to do that?" He asks, curious. I shrug." I don't know. Maybe I had a lot of siblings." I say to Newt.
"Maybe." He repeats.

A/N
Yes! 1239 words!
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