"Hey, girl!" The cook greeted me.
"Hey. Frypan, yeah?" I asked.
"Hell yeah." He replied, placing bacon on my plate, and a blueberry muffin.
"Morning, chick." A sunny voice said from behind me.
"Hi, Gally." I replied, biting a piece of bacon. Frypan snorted in amusement.
"Hey, Y/N. You're with me today." A sunny voice said from behind me. "I'm Zart, and I'm keeper of the gardens."
"Hi." I grinned.
"As far as I remember, you were a natural. You'll be fine." He smiled warmly, leading me over to a quiet area.
"You're just weeding, maybe planting a few potatoes. I'd take it easy while you can."
"Cheers, Zart." I said. He clapped me on the back, before walking in the other direction. A tall blond was knelt in the dirt, pulling potatoes. At the sound of footsteps, he looked up, one dirty hand brushing his thick hair away from his forehead. His dark eyes lingered on mine, the corners of his mouth twitching into a small smile, before going back to his work.
Around twenty minutes later, Zart reappeared. When he looked at Newt, sadness fell over his soft features. The two of them exchanged a few quiet words, Zart shaking his head.
"I'm sorry, bud, but you're gonna have to come with me. Alby's orders." He told him. Newt sighed in frustration, before following him.
Newt was odd, by the other glader's standards. Upon leaving and entering breakfast, the others would yell things along the lines of 'freak!' and 'wanker!' at him, and at both meals and the bonfire, he had been by himself. In the time I had been there, only Zart had spoken to him, and their conversation had been brief.
"Hey, chick. Watcha thinking about?" A cheerful voice said, appearing from behind me.
"Gally." I said. "You surprised me."
"I seem to have picked up that habit. Sorry, again." He chuckled.
"No problem. But don't you have work to do?" I asked.
"Yes, but I'm the keeper, you see. I'm sure they can manage without me for a few minutes." He told me, a hint of smugness in his voice.
"Are you flirting with me, eyebrows?" I giggled.
"What? No, of course not! Not that I..... Well, I don't mean that I.... It wouldn't be......." He stuttered.
"Gally, it's okay." I reassured him. "Who wouldn't want this fine piece of ass?"
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Remember Me
Fanfic|NewtxFemale!ReaderxGally| When y/n comes up in the box, she is instantly recognised by all the other gladers. But here's the catch- she's just like any other greenie. She has no idea who any of them are, and has no memory of her previous life in t...
