Fearless (1 of 3)

Jobs

Summer...

Winter and I were here for some time already. We jumped right ahead into finding ourselves jobs to do our part in the glade. I can already tell you I am no Slicer. Tho I would slice up the throats of these annoying shanks that keep on pestering me. I get it, they didn't see a girl in a long time. But really I am not even slightly interested in this. Minho and I grew close as best friends. Because I love to talk and he likes to diss people. I feel like he has a crush on my sister. I am not sure if the feelings are reciprocated because she is quite secretive about this kind of stuff.

She is a great friend with Frypan tho. Even if when we did a horrible mess whilst trying the job of a cook. It was still fun. But I doubt Fry wants us there with him helping. As med-jacks, we would be good but all that blood and the constant presence of Slicers is not too appealing. Track-hoes would suffer greatly if I would be their helping hand. I don't have a green thumb. Zart said that I rush a bit too much into things...I guess that might be true because I knocked over like three baskets of carrots when bringing some boxes in the kitchen. But in my defense, the load I was carrying in my arms reached Frypan quickly. 

Winter did like the job of Builders. Even if she got quite fed up with Gally towards the end of the day. But we can't say that Gally is thrilled with her either. Those two are constantly snapping at each other. Winter calls him eyebrows because well...yeah. And Gally calls her icy queen. Maybe it is because of the name or because of her personality as Winter is a rather chill person. Compared to me she is really like ice, cool.

But the problem here is this...today we are supposed to be claimed by the Keepers. Sounds a bit weird I know, basically, they are just going to decide which job we will be doing. And I doubt I was good at any of the jobs that we tried. I am practically sure Winter is going to be claimed by either Zart or Clint so either Track-hoe or Med-jack. I don't want to be a Slopper.  Nothing against those guys but cleaning around really isn't something I would enjoy. 

"You are overthinking it." A voice from the hammock next to mine said causing me to look over. There laid Winter, her eyes fixed up staring that the sky. I gave her a curious look. There is no way she knows what I was thinking about. It's early morning, no one besides the Runners is up yet. I noticed Minho and Newt going towards the walls already ready to run in the maze the whole day. How I wish to go with them one day. But no one can become a Runner just like that. You need to be chosen. It is not even offered as a real job. You need to show a certain talent. I guess I just didn't show it then. "If you are going to think so hard about those jobs your brain will overheat." My sister said lifting herself from the hammock. 

"I am not...how...stop reading my mind!" I snapped putting my hands over my head to cover it. Winter chuckled and stretched herself. 

"It was either you were thinking about jobs or thinking about that boy of yours. Either way, don't overthink it." I blushed at her words and almost fell off the hammock. I 'gracefully'caught myself, with my right hand draped over the hammock and half of my body practically laying on the ground. 

"He is not my boy." I snapped back knowing exactly who Winter was talking about. She sent me a smirk and walked out of the Homestead and towards the kitchen, probably about to talk with Frypan. When she was gone I had time to lift myself. Hoping no one saw this embarrassing slip of mine. I am not the most graceful glader in the morning. I am actually quite clumsy sometimes. 

Brushing the embarrassment off I tiptoed towards the kitchen as well. I am not really hungry, I just don't feel like standing around when I can do something productive. 

After breakfast and some leisure time of everyone basically just waiting for the Runners to come back so they could start with the choosing of me and my sister, I was really bored. How come everyone has something to do? Hanging in the gardens with Zart got boring rather quickly. He was also super busy so I guess my nagging there wouldn't be appreciated as boys describe me as a distraction, whatever that means. Winter was with Frypan still. They were talking in the kitchens since morning. Who is gonna care for me now?