Subject A7 - The Leader [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter Six

After trying every job over the last couple weeks, it was decided that being a Builder was best fit. Gally, the Keeper, was fairly nice towards you. Compared to the other Gladers at least. You helped them make a new pig pen and fix up some very rickety shacks as well. You were quite the handy woman at the glade. 

It's been about a month since you've come to the Glade. You heard the others starting to whisper about what the next Greenie will be like. You were kind of relieved that a new kid will be coming in soon as you were getting tired of being called "Greenie" all the time. You've tried to tell certain Gladers that you'd rather be called by the only thing you could remember when coming here, your name, but they would just laugh and pat you on the back. It didn't frustrate you that much. You had accepted that the time would come and start calling you (y/n) then.

You were starting up on helping Gally with a new shack of some sort when a loud siren rang through the Glade. You dropped the plywood you were holding in surprise with a small yelp. Gally set down his equipment and looked at you with a sly smirk. 

"Greenie," he says. You tilt your head to the side. "A new one." He adds. "Congrats, you're now promoted to less of a Greenie." 

You both head over to the Box to witness the coming of the new Greenie. Most of the Gladers are already surrounding the Box. Only the Runners aren't there. They are, of course, off doing their jobs outside the walls. 

You squeeze through the crowd to get a better look of what is happening. Most of the Keepers have front row seats on the new Greenie. You hid behind Gally as the boys open up the box for the Greenie (and some supplies).

Everyone leans in to get a better look and Gally moves closer to the box. He jumps in and kneels next to the boy. "Day one Greenie," he says with a smirk. 

The small boy looked much younger than the rest of the Gladers. He's probably only 12 years old, you thought. The thought made you slightly upset. Whoever sent all the Gladers here, obviously didn't care about age. 

The boy in the box looked up at Gally and made a small whining noise. Then the area started to stink. You held your hand over your mouth and nose. Gally, being the closest to the boy, yelled and climbed out of the box as fast as he could. 

After the wave of the awful smell, one Glader shouted. "He klunked his pants!" Then started to laugh. The rest followed, except for a select few. You being one of them. It's sort of funny, yes, but it can't be helped a kid klunked his pants because he is scared. 

You didn't necessarily do the same, but you clearly remember of how terrified you felt when you first came to the Glade from that box.

Alby took a turn at hopping down into the Box to get the boy out. Once the Greenie was out, everyone took a step back. He had all the color drained from his face, and he looked like he would wet himself, if he just didn't. 

You peered from behind Gally and observed him. He really was a kid like you thought before, and he looked like he just wanted his mom. But no one remembers that kind of stuff anyway. Alby took his arm and marched through the crowd towards the Homestead. 

That seemed to be the signal for everyone to get back to work. And you followed Gally back to your job from before. You just knew that tonight, if the boy was there for the bonfire (Gally told you they would be doing that tonight) you would try to befriend him.