The Variable

Something New

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Minho jumped up and looked at the picture.

"Thats your old man? Are you sure? I mean he looks nothing like you." Newt glared at him.

"More importantly, why do you have it? they never let us have personal items, this could be a big clue."

"Yeah that all good and stuff, but really. Are you sure this is your dad?

" Come on, I think she knows who her dad is!"

" Well she did lose her memories, so no. She might  not." The boys continued to argue, but she stayed silent. She looked up, Alby was staring at her. The look on his face was strange. He was confused and suspicious. But at the same time he was curious. She was definitely hiding something, he thought. But what? Suddenly she spoke.

"Rakau." They looked at her. Minho frowned then spoke.

"What did you say?"

"My name, I just remembered.  I'm Rakau." Minho was still frowning.

"That's a mouthful, what language is that?"

"It's Maori. My dad was Maori and he was the one that named me." Alby and Newt nodded, but Minho was still muttering to himself.

"Jeez Minho, by the way you'r acting you would think I just told you I have a tail!" Newt smiled, but Alby was still looking suspicious. 

"Oh, and I wanted to ask you. How would I become a runner?" The smile dropped for Newt's face and he suddenly looked terrified. Minho, one the other hand looked thrilled.

"You want to be a runner? really? I mean it's not fun, but you would be great at it so I think it would be good." Alby finally looked up at her.

"You need to try some of the other jobs, then we will talk about it."

"Okay, but isn't that a wast of time?"

" Waste of time?"

"Yeah, if we took this matter to the council I am fairly certain that I would get voted in. So if we wait for the next council, we may have already missed something in the maze."

"We have other runners."

"Yeah, but what if you need fresh eyes? these guys are so used to seeing the same things maybe they miss it when something new comes out." Alby  looked angry that Rakau was arguing, but Newt looked thoughtful.

"You know, she has a point. Maybe it would take a newbie to see something new." Alby sighed and stood.

"Fine, everyone gather round." he yelled. All of the Gladers turned to look at him.

"All in favor of making the greeny a runner, raise your hand." Everyone immediately raised their hands. Except the future serial killer in the back. He simply scowled and walked off. 

"All right, the hands have it. You start tomarrow. But someone has to stay with you. We don't want to lose our greenie right away." Minho looked excited at that.

"Don't worry Alby, I'll take care of the greenie." He tried to put his arm around Rakau, but she turned away right then. Newt tried not to laugh as she started walking towards Chuck. Minho looked shocked, but he quickly started grinning. 

"Oh I see, she's playing hard to get!" Newt rolled his eyes.

"Oh I am sure that's what she was doing."

"Did you not see the sparks flying?"

"I think you mistook the ash from the fire as sparks."

"You are just jealous, you must have seen the way she was looking at me."

"Like you were an idiot?"

" Whatever, you are utterly hopeless." He slid off the log, and started over to where Rakau sat at the fire. She was already surrounded by boys, but Minho somehow managed to squeeze in next to her. Newt frowned. Maybe it was just the fact that she was the only girl in the Glade. All the boys were under some kind of spell. But it was hard not to admire her. She literally climed the wall the first hour she got here. Things were going to start changing. That much was certain.