Hey Gladers! I am so sorry for not being able to update earlier! It has taken me about two weekends trying to finish the chapter. I was actually going to delete this book because I guess I lost inspiration. But I am back! And I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and without further to do let's dive into the chapter! 📚

Also please feel free to correct any spelling, grammar, or plot mistakes. 😝

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Also is anyone else excited, I mean it's almost Tommy's birthday. I don't know about you guys but I am so happy! 😃😃😃

WARNING: After the time skip Rose will explain a lot of things from the book. I know you guys have read it in the book before, but I also know tons of you have forgotten all of these details, so I thought why not refresh your memory a little bit, but you can skip it if you want :)

Also I am gonna make this book somewhat like the book and somewhat like the movie so yeah, in case you were wondering.

-Tella

After the argument with Newt, I had sat by the trees, close to the deadheads. I had stopped crying, it was no use. But I was still frightened to go back to the Deadheads.

I was taken back from my thoughts by a weird sound coming from the bushes. I quickly stood up, startled.

What do I do?

What do I do?

Don't be stupid, think of something Rose...

I looked around me, my eyes spotted a long brown branch. It wasn't thick but I knew it would do some damage.

I ran to it, as if my life depended on it, in worst case scenario, maybe it would.

Think positive, Rose

I waited for whoever or whatever to come out from the bushes. Beads of cold sweat rested on my neck, falling slowly down my back. My sticky sweaty hands were holding on tightly to the thin rough branch.

I am ready for this.

Drops of sweat fell from the young boy's face. The tint of red on his cheeks were glowing red, so much as if he was trying to escape from something or someone and had ran as fast as he could until he got here.

I dropped the branch and waited for the kid to talk. But it seemed as if I was going to be the one who had to start talking first, as the kid kept panting breathlessly. His chest kept moving up and down and his arms were pressed tightly against his knees, so much his knuckles were turning white.

Finally the kid lifted his up head, raised his arm and wiped some off the sweat on his forehead.

"Hi, Rosie." He said breathlessly.

"Hi Chuckles." I replied back. He took a long breath. "Are you okay? Why are you sweating so much? Have you've been running from something or someone? Are you trying to escape? Do you need help? I could scre..."

"Whoa slow down." He raised his hand and tiredly plopped himself on the ground. "I'm alright, but I won't be if you keep buggin babbling."

Well sorry, I was worried.

I watched as he petted Charlie, who seemed to like him back. Chuck laughed as Charlie licked his face.

"So Chuck? Chuck?" I said trying to get his attention. He seemed not to be paying attention as he kept playing with Charlie.

"Oh you were calling me?" He asked innocently.

"Yes. I was calling you." I answered narrowing my eyes.

Breathe Rose, breathe. He's only a kid.

I mentally laughed, for all i knew i could be ten.

"Anyways, you said you had to tell me something..." I said.

Chuck raised his head and looked at me with wide eyes.

"What?" Chuck looked at the trees then at me. " Shuck. I forgot."

"Forgot what?" I asked.

"Forgot what I was gonna tell you." He answered. "Oh no, no no. He's gonna kill me."

"Chuck? Who's gonna kill you?" I asked.

"Him. He's gonna throw me off the cliff." Chuck answered frightened. "Or he might banish me."

"Banish you? What? What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Yes banish me. Throw me into the maze with the grievers." He babbled. "No, i don't want to die."

Banish, Maze, Grievers? What was he talking about?

"Chuck?" I called him.

"No no no." He continued.

"Chuck?" I called him, again.

"No i don't want to die." He continued babbling.

"Chuck?" I called him, for the third time. "Chuck calmed down. Listen to me."

"no no no n..." He continued.

That is it.

"Chuck!?" I yelled. Ughh.

"What?" Chuck answered quietly.

"Who's gonna kill you? Tell me." I demanded.

"Kill me?" Chuck asked clueless.

"Yes, kill you." I answered.

"Kill me? When did I say that?" He asked, looking at me as if I was crazy.

"Right now. You said someone would kill you." I replied.

"Oh yeah. Now I remember." He answered dumbly looking at Charlie as if he had never seen him before.

Alright. I was done with this place. Everyone was crazy here. I took a long breath before I talked to Chuck again.

"So?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "Who is gonna kill you."

"Gally." He answered.

What?

"Gally?" I asked stupidly.

"Yes, Gally." He answered, a little bit to aggressive for my liking.

Gally had been mean to me at first, but I guess with what had happened he had change his attitude with me or was it all an act?

"Gally?." I asked.

"Yes Gally." He answered. I looked at him stupidly. "What? Whatever. Follow me."

I picked up Charlie and followed Chuck. We walked to the middle of the Glade where Gally was waiting for us next to the box.

"Hey." He said.

"Hi." I replied awkardly. He smiled back and glanced next to me. His smile turned into a frown.

"And what are you still doing here?" Gally asked raising an eyebrow.

"Rosie's my friend." Chuck answered confidently. The kid had to stretch his to be able to look at Gally properly.

"Yeah, well i don't care and she's my friend too." Gally snarled back. "Now leave."

Chuck backed away in fear and looked up at me.

"Bye Rosie." He said.

"Bye Chuckie," I replied before hugging him and whispering something in him ear. "Don't worry you're my best friend. Bye see you later."

Chuck's eyes lighten and a wide smile spread across his face. He turned to Gally and stuck his pink pudgy tongue out at Gally.

"Bye Rosie!" Chuck waved happily as he left. "By the way, I'm taking the dog."

"Wait, Chuck." I started, but it was too late, Chuck had left, with my dog.

"So uhh, Newt told me to give you the tour." Gally said shifting from foot to foot. "And i may or may not have heard of your argument with him."

My eyes widen. Oh God no... did everyone know? I didn't need any more attention.

"So then everyone knows? I mean as in everyone in this place, whatever it's call...?." I asked.

"The Glade." He interrupted. Say what now? "The Glade, that's what this place is called..." He answered awkwardly.

'Oh'

I nodded.

"Yeah, and not everyone knows, only... me and." He paused. "Newt and of course... you."

What a relief.

"Yeah, so uuhh ready for that tour?" He excitedly asked with a big smile on his face. His smile was really contagious that I found my self smiling too.

"Yes." I mumbled.

"Okay, so follow me."

(Time Skip) -

"So you guys have been here for... two years..." I mumbled.

"Yes." Gally confirmed.

Gally had told me about the wall, that closes every night and re-opens every morning which was good in my opinion because outside the Glade there was a maze with creatures called Grievers, which no one really knew how they looked because no one lived to tell...

He had told me about the three rules here; everyone does their part because there can't be any slackers, and just when I had thought about being lazy and chill all day. Because everyone had a job, but they had a break for lunch, so that was good.

So there was the Sloppers who do the dirty tasks, the Baggers who act as guards and deal with any dead bodies, the Cooks who cook and prepare the meals, the track-hoes who work in the Gardens; tilling, weeding, planting and harvesting, the Med-jacks who act as doctors, the Slicers who work in the Bloodhouse and take care of livestock and slaughter the animals for food, and finally the Runners, who were the only Gladers allowed to go in the Maze, they run through it every day and accumulate information about the wall movements to draw the Maze day after day in order to find a way out.

The second rule was never hurt another Glader, in my case, never try to rape them or you know just scar them for life!

And the third rule, never go outside the Glade, unless you're a Runner...

We had walked through almost the whole Glade, from the gardens in the North East of the Glade, where crops were grown and the water was pumped. Gally had told me it never rains here... weird, but wasn't everything weird here.

We also went to the Homestead in the North West of the Glade, and the Slammer, which I learned it was like a jail.

I knew the two boys were locked up in there, I had wanted to tell Gally if we could go somewhere else, but I was to embarrassed to ask. Thankfully he had noticed and had taken me to the Blood House instead. Which was in the South East of the Glade, where animals were raised and slaughtered. Shivers, shivers everywhere.

And finally the Deadheads...which were in the South West of the Glade. Which was actually a small forest area with a graveyard, and I had wanted to relax there... well anymore.

And now we're here in the middle of the Glade, by the Box which was a metal elevator. Turns out that once a month, a Newbie would arrive in the box with no memory and this month's newbie was me, supplies and clothes would also arrive in the Box once a week.

That was a whole lot of information for me to take in. By this point I was tired, really tired, exhausted. And if my calculations were right it was almost noon. I was so hungry, I hope lunch time would be soon.

"Hey Greenie girl." Gally interrupted my thoughts.

I turned to look at him.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Well it's noon and I was gonna ask if you were hungry?" He answered. Well I was hungry so I nodded. "Great, me too. In fact I'm starving."

I followed Gally to where the Kitchen was at.

"Get in a line you buggin Slintheads!" A voice roared through a loud crowd of boys. "I ain't serving any lunch if you guys don't get in a line!"

My eyes scanned the crowd of boys. Most of them were sweating and dirty. I saw several of them pushing each other trying to get their food.

At this pace I was sure that no one would be able to get their lunch.

"Get in line Bloody Shanks!" I knew it was another voice as it was British.

I looked around the crowd for the voice. I knew the voice. Of course I would as I had never heard a sweeter voice than his before, or at least not that I remembered. My eyes then landed on him.

Newt.

I couldn't help staring. His long blond was sleek and shiny, as he ran his hand through it. I stared at his strong muscled arms. I didn't remember anything from my past, but I was sure that in my short miserable life, I had never seen or would see a person so handsome as he was.

"Greenie?" A voice interrupted my thoughts. "Greenie Girl? Hello!?"

"Huh? What?" I asked confused.

"Well you zoned out. I have been calling you for about five minutes now." He explained. Had I been thinking that long or was Gally exaggerating? I looked at the ground, Oh God this was embarrassing. "What were you even looking at?"

I looked back up at Newt. He was trying to pull two kids apart. I couldn't help but stare in awe.

"Rosie? Rosalind!?" Gally yelled.

"What?" I asked.

"You zoned out, again." He answered. I did? "What's up with you and zoning out today?"

"Nothing. I'm okay." I mumbled looking down at my dirty shoes.

"Tell me." He demanded.

"It's nothing. I was looking at the boys over there." I answered, looking at Newt in the background.

"Oh well if you say so." Gally said, as he turned around to see what I had been staring at. "Oh hey it's Newt. I'm gonna call him over."

"No please Gally, don't please." I almost yelled. "Please, I'm begging you do not call him."

"Why? What's the deal?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing, I... I'm still mad at him, that's all." I answered, my voice shaking a bit.

"Well okay." He replied. "Anyways, lets go, I'm sure Frypan has cooked something good."

"Frypan?" I asked.

"Yes, remember the cook? The only shank we trust to cook for us." He asked.

"Oh yeah, I remember." I mumbled. I guess I hadn't put too much attention to the other jobs, since I knew what I wanted be...

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