He was laid on his back against the early morning damp grass in the middle of the Glade, his hazel eyes were slowly searching out every star high up in the sky. It was one of those days when the teen had a hard time finding peace in his mind, images of what he supposed could be his past was floowing through his mind in a speed to fast for him to comprehend what he was actually being showed. It made his head hurt, his eyes water and his chest to clench.

But even though most of the images just flew by, one stayed put in a constant repeat. It was the image of a young boy. His short dark sandy brown shaggy and in every direction, his hazel eyes huge and sad while looking straight at an almost copy of himself. It wasn't a copy of the boy, it was his older brother.

The two brothers were stared at eachother, the younger noot seeming to realize the reason behind his older brothers sad look. The older boy kneeled down to be at the same height of the younger, putting both his hands on either of the youngers shoulders before speaking.

''I won't be able to go with you this time,'' he said in a sad yet strict tone as he wanted the younger to understand that he wasn't joking about this, he needed the younger to realize the seriousness of the situation.

But the younger just choke his head, ''You said we would never be apart, you said that.'' He argued while puffing up his chest in an attempt to look like their father had usually done when wanting to get his will trhough.

Voices suddenly came from not far from the two brothers and the older one glanzed towards the direction of the approaching adults, the younger one just kept on staring at the older with clear defiance in his round hazel eyes.

They were running out of time and they both knew it, as soon as the adults would walk past the corner they'd be forced apart for a very long time if not forever. The younger boys eyes were starting to water as his brave front finally crumbled apart.

''I don't want to leave,'' he sniffled between hickups, he couldn't hold it back any longer as he let the sobbs out.

The older brother smiled sadly as he reached into his pocket, ''Here,'' he quickly handed it over to the younger.

Looking down at his hand, the younger brothers hazel eyes went wide as he saw the gift he'd just recieved, ''But this is yours! You said you'd had to protect it over everything!''

His outburst only earned him a chuckled and a ruffle of his hair, ''So you're saying you won't protect it?''

''Of course I will!'' The younger brother said feeling a little offended that his brother would even think something like that.

''Good,'' his older brother said, an actual real smile on his lips now.

''Good,'' the younger replied, mimicking his older brothers smile.

And then the image came to an end as the adults finally walked past the corner and retrieved the two boys, taking them away in separate directions.

Feeling deep in his pocket, the still young gladers fished out the round silver pendant. Rasing it to eye level so he could study it as he'd done wso many times before. The silver chain was spottles, it had never been touched by dirt even once since he'd arrived to the Glade three years ago. The round silver pendant was ingraved with eight letters which the teen had no clue of the meaning for, maybe it was some kind of date of something important? He didn't know and he'd quite frankly by now given up in trying to figure it out, it had been three years already.

Sighing, the teen let himself relax into the damp grass, his arms behind his head acting as an mackeshift pillow let him feel atleast a little comfort. He finally closed his eyes, the image of the two boys returned and he let them lull him back to an uneasy sleep.

-...-...-

''This won't work.'' Linus finally announced, all prevoius amusement now void from his voice as he watched the poor Greenbean hit his chubby thumb with the hammer for the millionth time this past hour and a half.

He'd been sitting there on the homemade bench, watching as the new Greenbean since only a day was trying out for the Bricknicks. He'd knows since he'd first laid eye on the chubby boy that it wouldn't happen, no way in hell would he ever let the boy join the Bricknicks.

The chubby boy sighed in relief as he slumped down on the ground, his whole bosy was covered in sweat from working under the blazing sun for the past hour. It was easy to see that the chubby boy was done with this, he didn't want to be there and neither did Linus want him there. The fifteen year old Keeper of the Bricknicks had much better things to do than to babysitt the new Greenbean just because neither Alby or Newt felt like it.

They sat there in silence, Linus letting himself slump back on the bench so he could relax under the sun while the Greenbean was playing around with something on the ground.

''You don't like me very much, do you?'' the Greenbean suddenly blurted out, his eyes almost like glued to the ground as he didn't dare to look at the just maybe around a year or so older Keeper. The chubby boy couldn't quite understand how the Keeper could be so intimidating even though their age gap wasn't big at all.

Opening his hazel eyes, Linus turned to look at the boy sitting just a few meters in front of him still playing around with the ground trying to avoid eye contact. He sighed heavily before turning his eyes back up at the sky, ''I don't particulary hate you that much,'' he admitted.

The chubby boy glared down at the ground, ''Then why don't you call me by my name?''

That made the older teen raise a brow, ''What? You salty because I call you Greenbean instead of your name?'' he asked as he turned his hazel eyes to the younger teen.

The Greenbean finally found the courage to raise his glare to the Keeper, ''What of it? I bet you didn't feel that welcome when you first came here and everyone called you Greenbean.''

That made Linus chuckle and he leaned forward to let his amrs rest on his legs, leaning forward as to get a closer look at the chubby boy, ''The difference between you and me is that I wasn't a newbie when I came here, we were all just as new as the other at that time,'' he explained lazily with a smirk and then he leaned back before he continued, ''Not to mention that you've never told me your actual name.''

He didn't need to look to know that the boy was blushing from embarassment, it made Linus smirk even more as he once again relaxed under the sun.

They continued like that for a few minutes, Linus bathing under the sun while the newbie was sitting quietly on the ground. It was an comfortable silence with only the sounds of the working Gladers and a few mosquitos being heard.

''Chuck,'' the chubby boy suddenly said as to break the silence.

The Keeper just nodded, ''Nice to meet you, Chuck.''