"'They think you're a boy", a voice echoed in my head. 'And if you want to survive, play the part.'" Max did not know why she woke up in the metal box, hair shorn just below her ears, wearing clothes too big for her. She didn't know a lot of things when she came up. She did know, however, that it wasn't right. Someone had made a mistake. Because the Glade wasn't a place for people like her. And everyone knew it.