Chapter One

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Kendall blinked quickly, nothing in her brain. What's going on? The box rattled and Kendall felt sick. She couldn't see anything around her and was getting claustrophobic. Kendall breathed heavily to try to catch her breath, it didn't work.
The air got stuffier than what it was and it was getting more difficult for Kendall to breathe. "SOMEONE HELP ME!" She yelled over and over and decided to give up. Kendall felt weaker and weaker by the second. Her body fell against the metal floor underneath her.
Suddenly like a blink of an eye, the box screeched to a stop. Panting like crazy, Kendall slowly moved her eyes to glare at the closed in area above her. The big metal door above her jerked, and sunlight leaked through. "Who is it?" "What does he look like?" Shouts flew around and Kendall didn't even have the strength to scream for help or move out of the box.
"Guys, you aren't going to believe it!" A British accent rang through Kendall's ears. Curious shouts of confusion filled the air. A figure landed in front of Kendall. "Guys..", the voice said, "it's a girl."
"No...it can't be, there were never girls in the Glade." A deep voice said louder than the rest. "Well now there is!" The accent shouted over all of the crowd. His hand shot out, "The name's Newt", the boy said, "Welcome to the Glade."
Kendall rubbed her eyes to clear her view of the boy. She grabbed his hand and he pulled her up.
Whistles and yells were heard. "Dibs on the girl!", "Shuck me! She's hot!", "I'd die just to have her!"
"WOULD YOU ALL BLOODY SHUT YOUR SHUCK FACES!" Newt yelled. Kendall shook with fear and Newt grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side, "Please ignore them, you are the first girl here." Kendall finally gained the strength to speak, "What do you mean? Where am I? Who are these people?" Newt shushed Kendall, "Calm down a little bit, you're okay and you will be." Kendall pulled her luscious, long, blonde hair into a ponytail with the hair tie that was strapped on her wrist. I'm sweating. Newt watched Kendall and licked his lips.
Kendall examined Newt from head to toe. He must be at least 16. Newt has dirty blonde hair, he is also tall and skinny. "By the way, I never caught your name." Kendall remained silent. What is my name? "I....I don't remember. Why don't I remember anything?" Newt opened his mouth to speak, but Kendall wasn't paying attention she heard cries, loud ear piercing cries.
An African American boy, who looked a little older than Newt, ran to him. "Ben is loose, we need help as soon as possible! Come on!" He panted out violently.

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A/n: I hope you guys like it so far. It's basically Maze Runner with a character of my own and some different things. Please vote and read on! Comment ideas and recommend this if you liked!

Enjoy :) - Lyss

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