The boy walks me up to the jails.
Not again. I think, letting my body go a little limp.
The boy loosens his grip as he opens the door to the cell.
He ushers me in and I do as told. There's not much I can do anyways.
I get in, and he closes the door.
"Sorry about this greenie." He says, popping the lock closed "You need to calm down."
The boy begins to walk away, but I want answers.
"Greenie?" I ask, standing up and walking over to the wooden bars.
The boy freezes, then continue to turn around, propping himself on the floor.
"You have questions?" He asks as if reading my mind.
"What do you think?" I snap back sarcastically.
"Well, you're a sassy one." The boy laughs. "Remember your name?" The boy asks.
"Y/N." I reply, smiling at the boy.
"Minho." He says, sticking his hand out for me to shake it.
I take it gladly, happy I at least know someone now.
"So hit me. Ask as many questions as you want." The boy says, sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"Alright. Where are the girls?" I ask, gripping the bars of the cell,
"The girls? What girls?" Minho asks, furrowing his eyebrows.
"You know, Mia, Harriet?" I ask, only giving him a more confused expression.
"Sorry greenie, but you're the only girl we've got," Minho says.
The words hit me like a ton of bricks. The only girl? Then where are the others?
"You okay greenie?" Minho says, waving his hand in front of my face.
I quickly snap out of my reverie.
"What's this place called?" I ask, ready to fire questions.
"The glade?" Minho says.
"No, it's called the field," I say confidently.
"What are you on about greenie?" Minho says, staring at me in a questioning way.
"Harriet?? Melony? Sarah?" I say, Minho only returning with a questioning look.
Then it hits me.
"Sarah... Mia..."
"What?" Minho says, concern written on his face.
"Minho. This... this isn't my maze."
—?? P.O.V—
—Earlier—
I sit at my desk, staring at the screens with intense surprise.
I hear a screeching behind the door, followed my it slamming open.
"Ma'am," Janson says, doubling over to catch his breath.
"Janson," I say, turning on my chair to face him.
He stands up, straightening his stern figure.
"She found it." He says, looking at the screens.
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She's The Greenie (Newt X Thomas X Minho X Reader)
ActionI wrote this years ago and it's unbearably cringe but ill leave it up for the meme - I wake up in the field, surrounded by girls. If I thought that was scary, what I found on the other side of the maze was scarier. --- Y/N this story is played in y...
