No memories
No answers
No real identity
1 year and 1/2 and nobody other then a boy has arrived in the box, that is until a unthinkable mistake was made.
Eliza ended up in the Glade just like everyone else did. Wake up in a box with no memories, do...
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The boys crowded around the hole in the ceiling, all looking down at me, their faces filled with shock and pure terror.
Why are they so scared? I wondered, then it hit me. I looked at the faces of everyone starring at me, and there were no girls.
I must be the only one.
Some of the boys whistled and cat called.
"Ooh, she's hot!"
"I call dibs!"
"She's not gonna find you attractive shuck-face!"
"Hey, she's mine!"
I felt disgusted. I don't know where I am, how I got here, or even who I was; and they're busy yelling at each other about who's gonna date me?!
"Shut your bloody mouths!" Someone shouted, he had a accent and his voice sounded familiar but I couldn't place it.
All of a sudden two boys jumped into the box with me. I scooted back into the corner, trying to stay are far away as I possibly could.
One of them had short brown hair, grey eyes, and Satan's eyebrows. He was tall, had a small snarl on his face, and his eyes were ice cold, absolutely no positive emotion in them.
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The other one had caramel blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes, and looked rather sad. He was shorter then the first one, but clearly still tall, with kindness in his eyes, I already knew I was gonna like him better then the other one.
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Then realized I recognized the blonde one, he felt so familiar. Like I knew him at some point. But whatever I knew about him was gone now, and I was never sure about anything I did know.
The eyebrows one started talking, his voice scratchy and harsh.
"We're not gonna hurt ya Greenie, just calm down and nobody will get hurt."
"Greenie"
A word I had never heard before, and even with no memory, I knew I had never heard that word in my life.
I couldn't help but panick more after he said "and nobody will get hurt." What did he mean by that? Was he gonna hurt me?
Well if at first I was afraid, now I'm petrified! That line I recognized from a song I had heard that was now long gone in the fog of my memory.
"Hey, it's okay!" The blonde one said, it was the one who yelled at the rest of them. His voice was soft and calm, and had a accent I could only think was from somewhere far from here. Where they served tea and were always prim and proper.
His smile was soft too, warm and gentle. He had no intentions for harming me.
The eyebrows one started walking up to me, his boots heavy on the medal floor.
He tried to grab my arm.
I quickly pulled away and kicked him right in the crotch.
All the rest of the boys gasped.
He cried and stumbled backward, holding his groin and trying not to fall over.
His eyes caught mine, and he was mad.
Once he regained his strength and tried to grab me again, the blonde one stopped him, whispering something in his ear.
The eyebrows one's face slowly calmed and he nodded, turning around and hauling himself out of the medal box.
The blonde one turned back to me and slowly walked over to me, his hands protectively covering his crotch.
"We're not gonna hurt you, trust me! Can you just calm down and not kick anymore of us?" He asked a bit hesitant, I nodded in reply.
His hands dropped from their protective position, to relaxed on both his side's while he crouched next to me.
"Where am I?" I asked.
He held one hand out up to the guys above and one hand out for me to take.
