Her and I

Welcome to the glade.

I open my eyes with a startling shot. My breathing became increasingly fast in under 5 seconds. It's too dark to see but there are shapes like... squares around me. There is a burning smell of metal against metal. I raise my hands to the sides of me and try to push myself up. Only falling and landing flat on my tailbone.
"HELP!" I screamed. I was taken back for a second by the sound of my voice. But my fear was too strong for curiosity so I began screaming again
"HELP SOMEBODY HELP" I panted out harsh, jagged breaths.

Then there was a sudden jolt of the metal container I was in. I groaned and looked around confused, there was light coming in from cracks around what seemed like the top. I could hear a few yells and voices outside.
"HELP" I screamed. Then I was blinded. By utter white light. I could see nothing else. For a moment then fear came back to me and I scrambled back to the corner.

"Hey Newt. What shank 'ave we got now?"

"Bet ya head it's a shaking, crying shuck face" that comment gained a few snickers
"Guys..." there was a voice closer than the others. But I was too afraid to look up, so I kept my eyes on my feet
"C'mon Newt get the shank up here"

"It's... its a girl?!" The voice said. I my heart was pounding so hard that I honestly thought it was going to rip out of my chest. Which to be honest I wouldn't of minded. It would put me out of the embarrassment I was beginning to feel. A hushed murmur went over the crowd of voices.
"Newt! Get her up" a voiced yelled to the shadow figure standing in front of me. Obliviously named Newt... named.... name! What was my name?
"I can't.. she looks too... terrified" he whispered back. My arms began to shake as if on cue when the shadow said terrified.
"Fine then.. I will." There was a jolt in the crate as another shadow joined the one in front of me.
"Get up ya shank, or I'm gonna throw you out" the new, demanding shadow spat at me. A lump formed in my throat and I tried to swallow past it. I was too scared to stand up or even talk anymore. But I was scared of the person threatening to throw me out..
"Gally really there's no nee-"
"Get her up here Gally" the other voice outside the...the.. box called. The boy in front of me reached out toward me. Quite roughly he picked me up under my arms. I began to scream. (C'mon guys.. if a strange guy just came and picked u up I bet you would do this) I kicked my legs out and tired to twist my body out of his arms. He was quite nearly squeezing me to death.

"GALLY!" The calm voice from the box was now angry.
Finally he dumped me on the ground,
"Ow!" I yelled out
my eyes flicked back and forth from all the watchers. I noticed they were all boys.. about the age of 16 to maybe 19.... wait... age.. how old was I! What was my name? How old was I! Why couldn't remember?! Three boys blocked my view from the rest of the group.
One had wavy dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. The other.. I was sure was the one who threw me out. Glared at me, he had very short hair and it was brown. His eyebrows were in a funny shape... and the third one had darker coloured skin than the rest. He had short hair like the one next to him and he glared at me too. My heart hadn't let up. And I don't think it was going to anytime soon. The one in the middle was saying something. But I was to interested in my surrounding, there was a big forest east of me, a garden type thing just behind me and surround the area was big. Big! Stone walls. Someone was snapping their fingers in front of my eyes
"Greenie? Did you get that? Did you even listen?" The boy that picked me up yelled. I just shook my head
"Great! A mute!" The boy threw his hands up and walk off. Along with some of the now dispersing crowd. Some stayed. Waited to see.... something.
"Listen here." The darker skinned one crouched down to my height.
"Tomorrow you are going to answer questions. But now you are going to get some rest before dinner......ok?" He asked when I didn't answer. I couldn't bring myself to speak to him so I nodded. He sighed and turned to the dirty blonde boy.
"Gally's right. She is a mute" and walked off.
"Right back to business! Nothing to see here!" He called
The last boy standing there looked at me with confusion in his pale expression. He reached his hand out for me to take. But I flinched away.
"C'mon greenie. I'm not gona hurt ya" he said. Now that I wasn't so filled with crippling fear. I noticed he had a thick British accent. He shortened his words a lot. From what I could tell. He kept his hand out for me. But I pushed myself off the dirt without taking his hand, he chuckled to himself. I squinted at him. Trying to figure out why he was being nice to me when all the others seemed that they were going to leave me here for dead.
"Don't you worry I'm not gona hurt ya"
I nodded, he sighed
"Am I going to get any word out of you?"
I shrugged. I don't know what to say... I felt like I had just been... born! I can't  remember a thing. I don't even know what I look like. Why was I here? Was this a jail? What had I done so wrong that however I had got here. Whoever had put me in that box.. why had they taken away my memories, name, everything... and why was I sent here with this group of boys? A million and more questions ran through my mind.
"Hey slow don't there. I can see your mind ticking round like a bloody stopwatch. Some... some questions will be answered" he looked toward where the big stone walls opened. Two boys ran in
"Hey Newt! Who's the ne-..." one of the boys called. When he saw me he stopped his sentence
"A girl?!" The other gasped.
"Bugger off ya shanks, I'll explain after" Newt chucked his thumb over his shoulder. Once they were gone he lead me to where a few hammocks where hung.
"Follow me. I'll show you yours" he mumbled. Reading my mind

10 minutes later
I was sitting on the side of the hammock Newt had shown me. He said he would be back with some water. I watched the boys around what Newt had said was the Glade. Sometimes I caught a few eyes look at me, but they looked away just as quick.
"Hey, you feelin' any better?" Newt said as he passed me the cup of water
I shrugged. He sighed again.
"Well if you need me I'll be over there" he pointed to where the garden structure was. I bit the inside of my gum, staring at the water. I heard Newt walk off with a huff.
"Wait!" I called, he flung himself around, a few other boys that were around the hammocks looked up, surprised.
"She speaks!" Newt shook his head walking back, smiling to himself
"Um.. what's, my ah, name?" I asked feeling incredibly stupid. If I didn't know my name why would he?
"Yeah um I can't answer that.. I don't know" he shrugged
I frowned
"But it'll come back to ya in a couple of ripe days."
I sat thinking that over. Would I ever get my name back?
"Is that all?" He asked, looking slightly disappointed
"Ah, how old am I?" I stared up into his face. He crossed his arms as he looked me over.
"I'd say about 16"
"How old are you?"
"17. I think"
I nodded. I wanted to know more. My curiosity had finally broken through the wall I had put up. Not necessarily about the place I was in.. that was in the questions I wanted answers too,  but I wanted to know what colour my eyes were. What my hair was like. How tall I looked.
"What colour are my eyes?" I whispered. I felt extremely embarrassed asking this boy.. whom I barely knew.
"Y/e/c" he replied
I nodded then I sighed and took a sip of water.

Hey guysss. So this is my first imagine and I don't really know if I'm doing it right. But if you could please give me some feed back and any suggestions in you want. :) I'll be doing parts to this ^^^^ so consider this chapter 1 hope you enjoyed it xx
P.s this is before Thomas or Chuck came so don't except to hear from them 😅