Chapter 3

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(Newt POV)

The boys name was Jack. A good fella,kind and a quick,brisk runner. Not as fast as Alby,I don't know what to say about Alby,I feel some kind of click when I see him,some kind of flutter. Something I can't put a name on yet. It'll come to me soon.

We pinned the maps up in a small hut,buried in the forest,nor very big and impressive but we plan more construction for it soon,just as long as we get a few more builders who are good with their hands. But until that day comes I spend everyday running. I'm pretty quick on my feet but it's not exactly my favourite thing to be doing in this place. But I'm good with my memory,remembering passes,sections then jotting them down at the end of the day,we all have the same amount of work to do. Jack is pretty impressive when it comes to it,especially cooking, he makes all our meals. And they're always something to look forward too. But so is getting out of this place,I just know this isn't a place where we belong. We all do. I think we just don't know each of us knows it so no one wants to say anything.

We tick off the days,counting the time between each of our arrivals. Realising the time is the same so we countdown until the arrivals of supplies and the new Greenie. It was my idea,and extremely handy to us all.

We knew it was the night before another one was coming up,and I felt pretty nervous, of who it could be.

I lie awake at night,not able to get myself to sleep, tossing and turning. Scared to the next day..

Once the box opens we see of course,a boy. With skin a shade lighter than Alby's,bright brown eyes,older than me and Jack but younger than Alby with strong arms and spiky jet black hair.

He looks like a Runner.

A good one.

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