The Boy With the Blonde Hair

A little about me(the author) before we start off

This is sort of my first fanfic on a website, but I've kept many journals before. In case you were wondering, I LOVE Newt!

Beginning of story:

I woke up, slamming my head on a metal wall behind me. I had no clue where I was and what I was doing in this rusty box. The only thing I could remember was my name. Grace.
"Help me!" I screamed, each word running my throat dry, only to be drowned out my the noises of screeching metal. Finally, after about half an hour, the elevator stopped. It came to a halt and the panel above me opened and I was temporarily blinded by the sunlight.
Looking down at me, I saw a huddle of about 50 boys with no girl in sight. They all stared and made strange remarks like "what the shuck?", "who's this shank?" and "Shut up slinthead." All these new words swam around in my my head, which was, by the way, very full with questions.
A tall, muscular, blond teen, about 17, lifted me out of the box.
"Thanks." I mumbled, brushing dust off my shirt.
"No problem. I know you have a lot of questions, but first off, what's your name?" His British accent was thick and his hair was the color of sand.
I shook out of my daze. "My name is Grace. Now can you answer my questions please?" I folded my arms and stared daggers into his eyes, his chocolate brown eyes.
"Alby will give you the tour tomorrow." He said with his hands in his hips. "The name's Newt. I'm in charge when Alby's not around. We are the Gladers and we live in the Glade, got it?"
"But how-why-what?" I stuttered. This was all very confusing at the moment.
"Chuck'll find you a bed. You start work after the tour." He walked away with a limp. I wondered how he got it.....
A slightly chubby 12 year old walked up to me. "Hiya Greenie! I'm Chuck. So, where do you want to sleep?" He was very talkative and didn't notice that I wasn't listening half the time. The Glade seemed to be surrounded by a large grey wall with ivy growing almost to the tippy-top.
After Chuck had found me a spot to sleep, I was introduced to his friend, Thomas, who was Runner, but who knows what that means? I fell into a deep sleep after many thoughts and questions.

A/N: I'm going to be editing this now so it's better :)