TMR Gally - hate him love him

Like a feather

Gally's POV

"...telling you, it's a girl." "Why would they send us a girl?" "They say she's pretty, who knows maybe we need to 'repopulate'?" I hear some of the Builders laugh at that comment. what the shuck is going on? "EY SHUCK-FACES. THIS ROOF ISN'T GOING TO FIX ITSELF!" I see them scurry and get back to work, in silence. Just the way you liked it. but what if it was the truth? a girl in the Glade? that's not right, impossible even... I shake the idea out of my head. don't be ridiculous, it's just a shank with long hair. Idiots.  I keep hammering nails in the new roof of the stables, hammering my thoughts away. 

"Gally? can you come down for a moment?" I look down and see Newt at the base of the ladder with his hands on his hips. Sighing, I put my hammer in my tool belt and climb down. "What do you want?" I don't like being disturbed on the job, especially not when it's a time sensitive job, already with less because of the supplies... "I need to finish this roof before the rain, make it quick." Newt just smirks, not impressed by my attitude. "We're gathering the Keepers, after lunch. Something urgent has come up and we need to decide how to handle it." Shucking hell could you be more vague?? "What's so urgent that it can't wait a couple of days, until the next Meeting?" He looks at me confused, which annoys me endlessly. "Oh, I thought you knew. The Greenie, Gally." "What about the shank?" I'm starting to feel really pissed off, what is going on and why is it so different then every other month. Newt's expression is blank when he states  "The Greenie is a girl." shucking hell this is going to be bad...

Girl's POV

My head is aching, and I can't seem to move, like there are weights holding me down. A sigh escapes from my lips. I can hear movement around me, but my eyes won't open. "Go get Alby and Newt. She's waking up." where are these whispers coming from?  My eyes start to flutter. "ugh..my head..." I try to lift my arm to touch the sore spot, but something stops it. what the... I'm tied down? Panic spreads to my body, adrenaline giving me the last nudge to fully open my eyes. The room is dim, the only source of light coming through the window. Someone is sitting on a chair on the opposite side of the room. a boy? "who are you? where am I?" I struggle against the restraints. He get's up and steps closer. "Stay away from me!" I struggle to get out of the restraints, he keeps coming closer, bending over me just as I rip one of my wrists free. "Wait don't hurt yourse... OUGH". My fist hits his stomach as hard as I could. I need to get out of here! I feel myself getting dizzy as I untie myself. When I stand up, my vision get a bit blurry, but I force myself to keep going. The door is unlocked, so I stumble outside. stupid kidnappers, not even locking the stupid door. Idiots. I grin a little and start running as fast my legs can carry me, trying to get as much distance between me and the guy I just punched. "Ey! Greenie, stop!" I can't see clearly, my vision keeps getting blurrier. Trees, a forest. I can hide in the forest! run!  The shouts behind me are getting closer. "Greenie stop! Listen to me, we're not going to hurt you!" of course they would say that! I dodge another tree, bumping my shoulder against it. I feel my legs getting heavier, the adrenaline is almost gone. I'm so tired and my head keeps pounding, but I can't stop.  Hide! I randomly stop behind a big tree, sitting down and hugging my legs, trying to control my breathing. I could here branches snapping and leaves crunching, but not to close by. I'm trapped, if they find me... My head starts spinning, I let out a soft sob. It hurts so bad.. The edges of my vision began to darken, soon I loose consciousness again. I need to get out of here...

Gally's POV

Right after Newt left, I see Clint sprinting out of the Med-Jack hut. Curious about what's going on, I decide to go and take a look for myself. As soon as my boots hit the ground, the door opened again, but it wasn't Jeff.  Long blonde curly hair, reaching almost to her waist, clothes to big for her frame. Pale, almost ivory white skin. Definitely not Jeff. She didn't look around, just started running. "Ey! Greenie, stop!" I shout, starting to run towards her. The girl didn't look back, just bolted into the Deadheads. I heard Newt behind me, shouting that we were not going to hurt her, but she didn't even slow down. whoa she really doesn't want to be here.  In the corner of my eye, I see Alby jumping over a fallen tree, Newt right behind him, screaming "We've got to stop her, she could hurt herself!" Yeah right, what's the worst thing that she could do? run into the maze? One less problem to deal with.

I can hear the rest of the Gladers shouting in the distance, searching other parts of the forest. I could have sworn she ran this way...  Then I hear it, a couple of meters away. A soft sob and some leaves crunching. Trying my best to stay silent, I approach the oak tree. Walking around it slowly, I catch a glimpse of her boots. gotcha Greenie. But then, a soft 'thut' as her body falls to the forest floor.  she passed out. still cautious, I step around her legs and kneel in front of the girl, studying her features. she's got freckles.  I felt something inside me shift, an unknown feeling cheeped down my spine. so small and delicate. her lashes rest on her cheeks, I couldn't help but wonder what color her eyes are. The snapping of a branch yanked me back to reality. I jump up and turn around, my fist clenched, ready to protect this small creature, without even questioning why. But why though? Newt's hands shot up "Whoa didn't mean to startle ya. I see you've met our Greenie." He steps closer and tries to step around you. to pick her up and bring her back. "I got it. Go tell Alby I found the shuck girl" Quickly, I wrap my arms around her torso and her legs, lifting her up bridal style. whoa like a feather... Newt looks at me with a knowing expression. I hate it when he looks at me like that. Her head is hanging over my arm, so I re position my arms to make sure her head lays against my chest. her hair tickles.  Right before I start walking back to the Glade, she sighs against the crook of my neck. My heart just skipped a beat. What is she doing to me?