《Everlasting ღ Newt TMR¹》6. Pretty Good for a Greenbean
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He called me Greenie. I can't help but frown at his use of the word, after he said he wouldn't.
After we've walked away from the table, I walk behind Newt, taking notice that he has a limp. I feel my eyebrows crease in thought, wondering how he got it.
I run up and grab his arm "Hey, can I talk to you for a quick second?"
He sighs "Yeah, of course."
We walk over the green grass, and sit on the log from before. I pick at the bark, which is already chipping away, trying to think of how to start. He finally asks what I want to talk about, so I take a deep breath and start talking.
"Look, I'm really sorry about how I treated you before. It wasn't fair of me to take my frustration out on you and-"
He puts his hand on my leg and cuts me off "It's alright, okay? I get that you-"
But I don't let him finish, standing up from the log. You only stood up because he touched you.
"No, it's not alright. I've been a total, what do you guys say? Shuck-face? One of those. Though I have no idea what that actually means" I ramble on "But that's not the point. The point is I souldn't have treated you that way, and I'm sorry."
"It is alright, Lori" he grins as he stands up. "Okay?"
I smile at the use of my name, and nod my head as he holds out his hand. I take it, and he leads me once more, towards my first job.
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Zart was a tall, dark haired boy who is quite big and seems to always be bored or in a bad mood.
As I waved goodbye, he did reply, but he didn't seem to smile or anything. The people around here need to have more fun.
Finally my first job is over and I am standing in line at the kitchen. I look down at myself, to see smudges of dirt all over my clothing and skin. Once I make it to the front of the line, Frypan himself hands me a plate with a sandwich, an apple, and a cup of water.
"Thanks. I'm Lori by the way." I say as I take the food.
"Frypan. Nice to meet you" he smiles and nods.
I end up sitting beneath a tree, sheltered from the harsh rays of the sun. After finishing only half my sandwich, I hear footsteps make their way towards me, and someone says hello.
I look up to see a young, chubby, boy with blue eyes and hair that looks to have not been cut in a while. He looks to be about twelve or thirteen. I wonder how old I am. What do I even look like?
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"You must be Lori" The boy grins widely, placing his hands on his hips. I nod once, holding my hand above my eyes to block out the sun. He holds out his hand, and I shake it to be kind. "My name's Chuck."
"Nice to meet you Chuck."
"I just wanted to meet you, and say thanks" He smiles so wide, it looks almost scary.
"Thanks for what?"
"Well, I was Greenie here until you showed up. Came half way through the month, so I didn't have to be Greenie as long." He keeps smiling, not giving up for one moment.
"You're welcome, I guess" I say in confusion. After a few minutes, he still hasn't left, so I invite him to join me for lunch, which he accepts eagerly.
"You're lucky, I doubt anyone will make fun of you for being the new Greenie." I give a slightly confused look, so he continues "You heard Alby, anyone does anything, and you're banished. Ain't no one gonna risk getting thrown out to the Grievers."
"What are Grievers?"
Chuck shrugs, "No one knows. No one's actually seen one and made it out of it alive." After moments of silence, the question which was itching at the back of my mind, finally makes it to my mouth.
"Hey, Chuck? What do I look like?"
He looks me up and down before replying, "Well, you have very orange hair, your eyes are like a grey sort of green, and you're kinda pale." I imagine his description in my mind, trying to picture my appearance.
"How old do you think I am?"
"Um, maybe sixteen?" Chuck took a random guess.
"Thanks" I say with a nod.
"Good that."
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I am currently finishing working with the Med-Jacks, attempting to bandage someone's arm. On the second or third try, I finally get it right, and the Builder leaves to get back to work.
"You all work really hard around here, don't they?" I ask Clint.
"We have to. We don't and this all falls apart" Clint says whilst waving a hand around him, looking across the Glade. "By the way, you're actually not too bad at this." I can't help but smile.
"Thanks." A thought runs through my mind. I probably wouldn't mind doing this job, I'd get to help people every day, and I feel like that's something I used to do. Before I lost my memory.
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"You did pretty good for a Greenbean" Frypan asked as he began to serve the food onto plates. Bacon, rolls and beans for dinner.
"Thanks, I like cooking, it's kinda fun" I reply, wiping my hands off on a cloth.
"Well, I hope you'll be workin' in the kitchen" he laughs. I smile, before I start handing out plates of food to the Gladers.
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Finally after they're all served, I take a plate and sit at a table with Minho, one of my only friends here in the Glade.
"How's it going Shank?" Minho questioned.
"It has been a very long day. Three different jobs and still more to go. It's cool meeting other Gladers though" I reply, whilst trying some of Frypan's bacon.
"Good that" Minho smirks.
I let out a sharp sigh "Okay, what is with all these weird words?"
He just laughs, "I don't really know, just some slang we came up with." I nod and continue to eat my food, impressed by what the cooks could do with the resources they have here.
Whilst we eat our dinner, we are joined by Chuck and Newt, who strike up a conversation. I have no idea what they were talking about though, I was in my own world at that moment. Until I thought I heard something. Someone saying my name.
I look up at the boys, "Did one of you say my name?"
"What? No, we were talking about the Maze" Newt answered. I feel slightly confused, because I swear that someone said my name, but my thoughts begin to drift towards the Maze.
I wonder what the Grievers actually are. What is really out in the Maze? Maybe I'll get to find out when I try being a Runner. Maybe I should be a Runner
I end up finishing my dinner after all the boys, still picking at my food. My hunger began to dwindle when the thought of Grievers entered my mind.
Someone tapped my shoulder, causing me to jump in fright. I turn to see Newt, a.k.a. the super fine blonde, standing beside me grinning.
"Still scarin' nice and easy Lori?"
"You're hilarious, Newt"
"You know you're jealous" he laughs. I smirk and shake my head.
"C'mon, Alby wants to talk to ya" Newt chuckles. I nod and we walk towards the Homestead, where Alby is waiting.
"Glad you could make it Greenie" Alby greets
"My name's Lori" I mutter under my breath.
"So, there's the matter of your sleeping arrangements. We don't want to have you sleeping out with all the others just yet. Not until we know they can be trusted. We don't want an incident."
I give a curt nod of agreement as Alby begins talking once more "So for the time being, Minho, you will be staying with Newt. Lori, you will be having Minho's room."
Minho chuckles and slaps Newt on the back, "Good that, we can have slumber parties and braid each other's hair."
Newt scowls before pushing Minho's hand off of him "Sounds bloody brilliant."
"Alright then Shanks, it's settled. Minho, take her up to her room, and move your things out of there. Tomorrow morning, someone needs to take Lori to drop a note into the box so that the Creators can send her what she wants."
"Good that" Minho nods and gestures for me to walk up the stairs.
"Hey Minho, what are the Creators?"
"Ah" he grins "They would be the slintheads who put us in here Greenbean. They created the Maze, the Glade and the Grievers. They also send the Greenies in the box and all our supplies."
"How long have you been here?"
I notice Minho's jaw clench as he replies "Too long."
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After I helped Minho take all his things across the hall to Minho's room in the Homestead, I begin to set up my bed. I lay down the sleeping roll and take off my jacket and boots. I crawl into bed and lazily drag the blanket over my body, fatigue slowly drowning me.
Just as I feel myself about to slip, I hear someone whisper.
"Newt? Minho? If that is one of you shuckfaces trying to scare, I swear to-"
The whisper comes again, echoing throughout the room. I take a slight second to notice that I used one of their words. Wow, Lori, it's been what? Two days. This place is really starting to grow on me. No, back to the issue at hand.
The whisper becomes more defined.
Lori!
Something is different this time. It feels as if the whisper is bouncing around inside my head, hitting my mind and causing small pricks of pain.
Lori, please tell me you can hear me!
I bolt up straight as the voice becomes loud enough to be classified as a shout. I slap my hands over my ears, trying to block out the noise.
Please answer me Lori!
The voice is still loud, even though I'm covering my ears. A spark of realization ignites inside of me. It's inside my head. I feel a tear slide down my cheek as I mutter "I don't know how."
Lori, come on, you know how to do this. Answer me! They almost scream. A boy, it's definitely a boy.
"I don't! I can't!" I shout, tears slowly begin to flow faster at the pain, which feels like a hammer hitting me in the back of my head.
Answer me, Lori! They shout.
I focus my mind and scream their way, stop yelling at me!
I'm sorry. I drop my hands, surprised that they heard. Do you remember me Lori?
I don't even know who you are, how am I supposed to remember you?
I am going to get you out of there, Lori he stops for a moment before continuing. He sounds like he really knows me.
I promise.
Tell me your name, I plead.
My name is Thomas.
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