!!DISCONTINUED!! Into The Maze - The First Girl - Newt x Reader x Minho

Chapter 7

The next two days pass in a blur as I try out the other jobs around The Glade.

I try out Builder and Med-jack one day, and Track-hoe the next. I ask Minho if I will ever try for Runner, but he just looks at me.

"Greenies rarely ever get to try for Runner, and if I have any say in the matter, you never will. Our Runners need to be the best, the fastest, the smartest and have a good memory. Normally any shank that becomes a Runner has been here two months at least."

I huff in annoyance when he says this, not because I want to be a Runner -I was asking out of simple curiosity- but at the fact he thinks he can control what I do. Still, my heart beats a little faster at the fact he wants to protect me, and I let the comment slide.

On the fifth day that I've been in The Glade, Alby calls a Gathering with all the Keepers to discuss which job I'm going to get.

"We'll all vote on it," Minho explains to me as he leads me to the Homestead. He pushes open the door to a large room I haven't been in before, and I look around curiously. The only items of furniture in the room are a semicircle of chairs.

Minho leads me to one of the chairs in the middle of the semicircle and sits down, motioning for me to do the same, and after a few seconds, other boys start to file in; They're all the Keepers I realise.

I recognise Frypan, Keeper of the Cooks, Gally, Keeper of the Builders, Zart, Keeper of the Track-hoes, Clint, Keeper of the Med-jacks, Winston, Keeper of the Slicers, and two other boys who I assume are the Keepers of the Sloppers and Baggers. I wonder why I didn't try out for them I muse as all the boys find their seats.

Lastly, Alby walks in and sits down on the last empty seat.

"So," he starts, looking around the room. "I assume you all know why you're here," a semicircle of nods answers him. "Well let's start this off with the reports, Frypan, you first."

Frypan looks serious, although he shoots me a wink before starting, "Y/N is a great Cook, she knows spices and seasonings and has an instinct for how to perfect any dish she makes. The first test she passed with flying colours, I got confirmation from all the other Gladers that her food is delicious, and they also said that she has a nice singing voice."

I blush at that and Alby glares at Frypan, "We all already know that-" and I blush even more. "-But that isn't what I wanted to know. Do you think being a Cook would suit her?"

Frypan nods instantly, shooting another wink my way. "I'd say she's a natural at it."

Alby grunts and turns back to the group. "Winston, you're next."

And so it went on, Winston said that I was a good Slicer, except for the fact I can't kill the animals, "There won't be a Slicer there to do it for her every time either." He looks apologetically at me, "I say that it's not a good fit for her."

Gally points out that I'm a good Builder, and it would be a good job for me once I build up some muscle. "She's strong, but not strong enough to do a Builders job every day. Still, I think its an option for her."

Zart says I'm an excellent Track-hoe and I have good instincts for what plants need. "I had some tomato plants that were getting eaten by a bug, but I couldn't find anything on them. So she goes to Frypans Kitchen, and in a few minutes comes back with this mixture of stuff, sprays it all over the plant and the next day they've never looked healthier. Plus she doesn't mind getting her hand's dirty pulling weeds all day."

Clint mentions that I'm a good Med-jack, but he doesn't think I could deal with bigger injuries. "She was ok dealing with the minor wounds, but once we had Leon in with a big gash in his leg, she almost passed out, and I had to send her outside. She could be a minor Med-jack, but that's it."