Rose's POV:
"Who's Alby?" I asked the accented boy as he led me around.
"He's our leader," He responds.
"Why do we need a leader?" I question, more confused with each step we take.
"Because we need some kind of order in this place," He stated. "Now no more questions until we get this figured out."
I just nodded and walked alongside him.
Eventually we came to a stop, I heard what I thought would be something brushing open with a slight creak.
"Alby?" the accented guy called out.
"What can I do for you Newt?" A deep and mellow voice, who I'm guessing belonged to Alby, asked.
"We have a couple problems with the new Greenie," the accented guy, who's name is Newt, claims.
There's a problem with me?
"What do you me-" He stops suddenly, confusing me as I could not see why he would stop.
Silence seemed to range for minutes, but for me it felt like hours.
"The Greenie is a girl," Alby finally stated.
"That's correct, Alby," Newt confirms. "But that's not all."
"What do you mean?"
"She says she can't see."
I hear a slight intake of breath and footsteps getting louder and then slightly softer until the brush and creak sound happened again.
"CLINT! JEFF! YOUR NEEDED AT ONCE!" Alby yelled, causing me to jump from the sudden loud vocals he projected behind me.
"Who are Clint and Jeff?" I inquire.
"They're the Med-Jacks."
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Blind Love
FanfictionRose can't remember anything before the voices that pulled her from what they called the Box. And she can't see anything either. Not being able to help around the Glade creates problems. Except for a strong-willed, power hungry Glader that is usuall...
