The Glade Girl (Maze Runner Fanfic)

Chapter 2: Tour of the Glade-Featuring Klunk-head Gally

I look up at the boy named Newt. He jumps in to the box I am standing in, and helps get me out. "So who will show the greenie around," Newt asks the boys standing around the box. "No volunteers? Ok, I'll choose...Gally! Show the shank around," He said pointing to a tall boy with really pointy eyebrows (Eyebrows on fleek! Sorry ok I'll stop). Gally's head shoots up when his name is called. "What? Can't you do it? Why do I have to?" Gally whines. Newt replies, "Because you were gawking the most. Everyone back to work! The runners will be back in a few hours! Let's go!"

Once all the boys disperse, I am left alone with Gally. "Hey," I say to him when he walks over. "Just follow me and don't ask a klunk ton of questions," Gally snaps at me. Yeesh, what's this guy's problem? Gally walks me over to a garden area and says, "This is where the track hoes work. They grow the food and harvest it to give to Frypan. Over here—" he points to an area next to the garden "—is where the animals are raised...and slaughtered." I gasp when he says, "slaughtered." My expression probably turned horrified, because Gally smirks and says, "You probably won't be a Slicer then, since you obviously wouldn't be able to take it." Slicer? Track hoe? Greenie? Klunk? Shank? Did I forget a bunch of words or something? "Hey! Greenie! Were you listening to me?" Gally waves his hand in front of my face. "Sorry, I was thinking," I apologize. "Ok, basically, that building—" He points to a wooden structure in the middle of the area "—is where we sleep. The building nearest it is the kitchen where frypan cooks, and we eat. You aren't allowed beyond the walls. You'll try jobs out staring tomorrow. If you have any questions, shove em up you-" "Ok Gally, I think that's enough," Newt walks up and cuts him off. "The runners are back, and frypan has dinner ready. You go over there while I finish with the greenie.

"Did I forget my vocabulary? Because I don't know like, half the words you've been saying," I ask Newt when Gally goes to dinner. "No," Newt replies. "You are a greenie, since you are the newest Glader. Klunk means poop, because it makes a klunk sound when it pops into the toilet, and shank is basically like saying moron." I nod, taking everything in. "Let's take you over to meet the runners, Minho and Thomas," Newt says, leading me over to the eating area. "Frypan's food is the best!" We walk over to grab some food.

When I get to the front of the line, the chef named Frypan says, "Welcome Greenie! For your first meal, you can get seconds before every other shank comes and takes it all!" I smile at him and thank him. When I turn around, Newt is waving me over, sitting next to a couple of sweaty boys. I walk over and sit down. "Greenie, meet Minho—" he points at a black hair asian boy sitting next to him "—and Thomas." He gestures at the brown haired boy sitting next to me. "He-" My greeting is interrupted by Newt saying, "Greenie, what's that in your pocket?

A/N: Ooooooh, what's in our pocket? Sorry this update was a little late, I was driving up to LA yesterday, and was mostly brainstorming ideas for this story the whole way. I hope you like the story so far! See you next update!