Maze Runner Prefrences

Imagine- Potential Book, and A/N

     I worked really hard on this one. This is in first person, but different people. Enjoy!

     Your POV
     I feel the cold, hard metal underneath me. Why am I in a box? As I start to get up, but fall from the movement. There is a few boxes of stuff, but it's mostly empty. I finally stand, and it opens. The light blinds me. Again, I fall because someone jumps in.
     "Sorry, Greenie." I here some foreign accent say to me. "You're ... a ... girl?"
     I look at him. He's thin, but muscular. He's, also blond with brown eyes. The weirdest part, was he was familiar. Then it hits me, I don't know my name! I don't know anything, but I do and don't remember. I need to get out of here.
     "Let me help you out of here." The boy hands me a handmade rope that pulls me out. "I'm Newt. Do you remember your name?"
     I shake my head and get a look around. It was a 'campsite' of sorts, surrounded by walls. There was four openings, a some buildings that looked about ready to fall, and only boys. What is this place? How do I get out?
     "Is there a way out of wherever 'here' is?" I ask no one in particular.
     "Only out into the shucking maze." A boy calls out. He probably wasn't supposed to say that because he is shhh'd immediately. It's surrounded by a maze? I know what I'm going to do.
     "Hey, green bean." A new boy says.
     Nope, I'm not talking...hahaha.
     He didn't mind, because he continued, "Name's Alby. Welcome to the Glade. Just let all of this soak in. You'll get to know more after the tour."
     He starts to turn, and everyone makes a path. That's my chance. I'm sprinting out, into the 'maze'. Shouts follow me, along with footsteps. I see how massive the walls really are, and hesitate. This causes someone to grab my arm.
     "Let me go!"
     "Not a bloody chance."
     I start to get free, so he pulls me into a full on hug. This is what triggers it. I know, I know you. I will find out how. Does he know me? I don't even know me.
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     The tour isn't very eventful, but I do learn that no one knows anything at first. Apparently, it's been a ten months since the originals were sent up. A sudden pain hits me like a wall. I'm hungry.
     "Can I get something to eat?" I ask Newt.
     "Sure." He starts walking in a different direction to the kitchen.
     He hands me a sandwich. As I dig in, he looks nervous. What?! Tell me! Oh no, do I have something on my face?
     "I feel like I know you." Huh. That's even more nerve racking. At least I'm not crazy.
     "I'm not sure. I don't remember anything what's so ever." Why did I just lie. I had a chance to remember something. *mentally hitting myself in the face*
     "We're going to find out." 'We're'? Me and him...hmmm.

A/N I've been re-reason the "Maze Runner" so I've been getting ideas for a book. Please tell me if you want me to continue this or start a new story. I'd really appreciate it. If you say 'no' to the book, then I'll make it into separate imagines. Please comment. Thanks!