I sighed then jumped up onto the cold metal and dusted myself off.
"Right, well, how the hell do I get out of this box?" I asked with raised eyebrows.
He rolled his eyes and tossed down a rope which I reluctantly climbed. By now most of the boys left to do whatever they do here and I was left with a small group of boys.
"I'm Alby, how 'bout you?" The dark skinned guy asked.
"Jordan, and can you answer some questions?" I said wearily.
"I will during the tour, but first we need to have a Gathering," he replied.
"What's a Gathering?" I questioned.
"Slim it with the questions," he growled.
'Geez, this dude is really impatient,' I thought.
I dragged my feet behind me, I was feeling weary ever since the lift and headed to the wooden building I was directed to. I entered the ruddy building and everyone's eyes shot to me.
"Erm, hi?" I said awkwardly.
Alby pointed to a lone chair across from the boys. I walked over and sat down on the uncomfortable and stiff chair and waited.
"We are here to decide the fate of Jordan," Alby exclaimed.
"Don't say anything until Alby says you can, good that?" The guy with the accent told me.
I nodded and focused back on Alby.
"Zart, thoughts," he asked.
He shifted uncomfortably then began, "I don't really have an opinion of her, and she hasn't done anything wrong so I don't know..."
Alby nodded then continued, "Gally?"
"I bet this shank is trouble, I mean why would the creators send a girl and why now? We were doing fine and either way we don't need a shucking girl. And I bet she works for them! We can't trust her!" he shouted.
"What the fuck? That sexist jerk!" I accidentally said aloud.
Everyone's head snapped to look at me.
"Whoops?" I squeaked and sunk deeper in the chair.
Everyone sniggered and Gally looked furious.
"Moving on, Minho," Alby announced.
"She hasn't really done anything, I mean sure she doesn't have the build to be a runner but that doesn't mean she can't help around the Glade, plus I like her attitude," he said with a smirk.
I just rolled my eyes and bit my lip slightly so I don't say anything I'll regret.
"Newt?" Alby asked.
"She should stay, I mean she could be a Med-Jack and like Zart said she hasn't done anything," he stated.
"After hearing everyone's opinions, I say we treat her like any other Glader, but keep an open eye out," Alby stated.
My smile widened and I tried hard not to dance in my chair. Everyone nodded in agreement except Gally who's face turned red in anger and kept sending me glares which I returned with smirks.
"I declare this Gathering over," Alby announced.
Everyone headed for the door but I waited until everyone was gone before hopping up. Alby was waiting and waved at me. I jogged over.
"Time for the tour," he told me.
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Dismayed *DISCONTINUED*
FanfictionAll Jordan could remember was her name. She woke up in a dark lift carrying her to oblivion. She finds herself in a Glade of boys, and she's the girl, now. But WICKED has labeled her as 'uneffective', and they need to rid of her in order to complete...