Beauty and the Builder- A Gally Fanfic

Chapter 4- Time for a tour.

I woke to Newt's face hovering above me. "Mornin' Greenie, you know what today is right?" I sat up and rubbed my eyes, my back ached from the weird position I must have been sleeping in and the fact that the floorboards were set at strange angles wasn't helping. I pulled my confused face at Newt.

"It's the tour." He said with a laugh.

"The tour?

"Did Gally not tell you?" He asked with a concerned expression plastered on his face.

"You think he would tell me after yesterday?" I'm pretty sure my eyebrows dropped a few levels. 

"Oh. Shuck I forgot about that." He held out his hand and I took it. He pulled me up and probably underestimated my weight as I swear I flew for a second.

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"So, Glades split into four sections, k? We've got the deadheads, the gardens, homestead and the blood-house." Newt counted on his fingers. "So the gardens is where we grow crops, the homestead is where the keepers sleep, the blood-house is where we raise and slaughter animals and the deadheads..."

"What about the deadheads?" I asked, intrigued by his pause.

"The deadheads is where we bury our dead..."

"Oh, um...ok." He lead me to a tree and sat down with his back resting against it.

"Well we have a few jobs too. Basically, you'll work a day with each of the keepers and they'll decide whether or not you're good at the job. We have slicers, sloppers, baggers, builders, Med-Jacks, Track-Hoes and last but not least, we have the runners."

"Cool, what do they do?"

"Every day when those doors open, they run the maze, mapping it and trying to find a way out." I quite liked the sound of this. "Can I be a runner?"

"Um...Well I guess you could give it a shot but it's dangerous out there and I'm not just talking about for girls. It's kind of only for the very strongest and fastest gladers. No offence..."

"I can do that!"

"You don't understand...there are things out there, horrible things." He was trying to persuade me otherwise and I wasn't having it! "What things? What could possibly be so bad..."

"GRIEVERS, ELIZABETH, GRIEVERS!" He was getting steamed up and he was clenching his fists.

"What are grievers?"

"You know what elizabeth, just leave it...tours over. Go and ask Alby what keeper you're with for today." And he stormed off in a rage. I couldn't help but notice he had a slight limp when he walked, I wonder if that could have anything to do with it? Probably nothing, right?

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Turns out I'm with a guy called Zart for the rest of the day. I was told by Chuck that Zart is one of Newt's friends and I'm pretty sure that Zart knows what happened with Newt earlier and that fact that he ditched me halfway through the tour.

What's cool though is that Thomas is working here today too and I also found out that Thomas hasn't been here long either and he's trying to find a job too. Zart seemed pretty quiet and didn't mention Newt at all except for the fact that Newt didn't turn up for work today. "Hey thanks, go pick up some more fertiliser from the deadheads will ya."

"Uh, sure... C'mon Elizabeth."

We walked in the deadheads for quite a while, talking about random stuff and making stupid puns. We reached the fertilizer and started shovelling it into a basket when we noticed a tall figure in the distance. It was standing tall and breathing heavily. It moved quickly towards us with wide strides. It was overall very intimidating and I didn't know weather to reason with it or to run.

It stepped out of the fog revealing a face covered with green and blue veins, bulging and throbbing under the skin. "Ben?!..."

A/N
So, yeah. I know it's really short but I couldn't pass up on the small cliff-hanger at the end. I'm sooo grateful for the responses so far, the votes have sky rocketed and the views are around 660 at the time of writing this. I hope we can keep up the awesome sauce for this chapter!

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