Hey everybody! I'm back with more fanfictions! I have an absolute obsession with The Maze Runner, and Thomas Brodie Sangster as Newt makes it even better. Anyways, I hope you guys like this, I love writing this and my co-writer and I have awesome ideas for this story so I hope you like it.

Ear-splitting, screeching noises were the first words she ever heard. The grinding of metal against metal filled her ears as she felt herself moving. Her eyes opened, seeing the same as what she had seen on the back of her eyelids. Nothing. Cool air was wrapped around her, making her long for some sort of light. Suddenly, one passed her, then another, then another. The blue glows were the only thing that provided any vision for her. She managed to see that she was ascending in a dusty shaft, and she was already very far from the bottom. She wasn't frightened by it; height didn't seem to scare her, but she was confused.

Why was she here? Where was here?

The sudden shake of the cage she was in snapped her out of her thoughts, and she realized that she had stopped moving. She heard voices, and at the last second, she darted behind a crate just as a blinding light filled the cage. Even behind the crate, the light was overwhelming, and she squinted, able to see several silhouettes above her.

"Where is he?"

"Did they run out of Shanks to send up here?"

"Newt, do you see anyone?"

The cage shook again with a clang as a boy jumped into the cage.

"Alright, come on out, Greenie, no one's gonna hurt ya." A thick, British accent said.

She dared not move, peeking at a blonde boy from behind her crate. She couldn't see him well because of the light, but she could tell his hair color.

Her hiding place kept her safe for only so long when the boy saw her eyes peering at him.

"There ya are, shuck-head." He said, stepping behind the crate, stopping short upon seeing the newbie. The lighting in the small elevator was still terrible, but he could easily tell that the Greenie was a girl.

"What's wrong Newt?"

"Do ya seem him?"

"Well, kind of..." The boy said, still confused.

"What do you mean 'kind of'? Is there a Greenie in there or not?" A deep voice asked.

"Well, we've got a Greenie." The blonde said, "But it's a- a girl."

The voices around the girl rose, causing confusion and the smallest amount of fear to grow inside her.

It must've shown, because the boy- whom she now knew was Newt- put his hands up, as if showing he meant no harm.

"Hey it's alright, newbie. Ain't no one gonna hurt ya here."

"Come on Newt, get her out."

Newt looked at the girl questioningly.

"You gonna come out, Greenie?"

She waited a moment, then nodded, using the crate to help her stand. Newt pulled himself out of the cage, then turning to help the girl.

She stopped, looking at his outstretched hand as if he were tricking her.

"Come on, she-bean, we ain't got all day." An irritated voice came behind Newt.

She cautiously reached her hand out, taking his, and suddenly, she had a reason to feel safe. She held tight as he pulled her out the second she held onto his hand.

She looked around, ignoring the voices around her. She was surrounded by a grassy, green plain going out in all directions. There were a few buildings around her, along with a small forest and what appeared to be a garden. Four concrete walls took up the rest of her view.

"Take a good look around, Greenie." A dark skinned boy said. "This is your new life."

She looked at the group of boys standing around her.

"What is this place?" She asked.

"This," the boy said, "is the Glade."

"The Glade?"

"Slim it, Greenie. You'll figure everything out soon enough."

"Figure what out?"

The boy shook his head and sighed. "I dont have time for this. Newt!" He yelled.

The blonde boy stepped forward.

"Would you get the she-bean taken care of? I have to go talk with the others and figure out why they would send a girl up here."

Newt nodded as Alby took off, most of the boys beginning to disperse. Newt turned to the girl as she stood still, looking back at him.

"Well, welcome to the Glade I guess." He said, gesturing to the grassy plains around them.

"Yeah, a real welcome place alright." She said sarcastically.

"Could be worse." Newt said.

"I guess."

"Do ya remember your name?" Newt asked gently.

She gave him a questioning look, and he cocked his head.

"Well do ya?"

"Jessica." She said shortly. She hadn't even thought of it, it just came out of her mouth like she knew it well.

"Welcome to the Glade, Jessica." Newt said, his arms out, as if showcasing a trophy.

"I don't care how many times you say that, it's never gonna be funny." Jessica said, although she couldn't help herself when she laughed.

"Yeah, alright." Newt smiled as he started walking.

"So, that there's the Homestead" Newt said, pointing to a fairly large hut.

"And the kitchen," He said, pointing to another building. "Frypan does a pretty decent job of making stuff that's at least worth eating in there."

"Those are the gardens, we grow our own food here. You'll get a job soon; slicer, slopper, track ho, builder…."

Jessica began to tune out and looked at the walls.

"What's out there?" She interrupted, pointing to the opening in the walls.

Newt grew somewhat quite.

"It doesn't matter,"He said harshly. "come on, we need to-"

"No, it does matter. Where do those doors go to?" Jessica asked.

Newt sighed, "You'll find out when you need to, alright?" He said, kinder than the first time he had spoken.

"Alright." She said.

Newt's smile returned and he continued leading Jessica through the Glade.

Jessica followed next to him, when Alby suddenly came running up to Newt.

"Newt, where are the Runners?"

Newt at a watch on his wrist, then back to Alby

"Not back yet? Alby, they still have another hour."

Alby shook his head "Shuck, I forgot. I've been all over the place today, what with the supplies they sent."

"What's wrong with them?" Newt asked.

"They sent less than they normally do."

"Those Shuckheads." Newt said, looking at the box.

"Yep." Alby turned, running off. "Make sure you let me know when the Runners get back!" He shouted over his shoulder.

"Will do!" Newt shouted after him.

"The Runners?" Jessica asked.

Newt turned back to her, as if just now realizing that she was still there.

"Just follow me, they'll be back soon, you'll see for yourself." He said.

Once again, Jessica followed, to the opening in the doors. For a moment, Jessica was filled with optimism, thinking that Newt would lead her into the doors, and she would finally get to see what was inside.

Instead, Newt sat down in the grass a few hundred yards from the doors, motioning for Jessica to do the same.

"What are we doing here?" She asked, sitting next to him.

"Waiting for the Runners. They'll come by soon enough."

"Who are the Runners?" Jessica asked.

"You'll find out." Newt said.

Jessica looked over at Newt, who had leaned back on his arms, eyes closed.

She thought about what would happen to her here. Why was she sent up? What was her purpose here? What kind of job would they give her?

"Enjoying the view, she-bean?" Newt's voice snapped Jessica out of her thoughts.

She realized she had been staring at Newt as she thought about everything.

"Sorry, yeah. Wait, I mean I-." She stuttered as she felt her cheeks go red.

"Ya alright there, Greenie?" He asked.

"I guess not." She sighed, looking back at the open doors.

"Listen," Newt said.

"We don't have many rules, but the most important one is that you never go through those bloody doors." He said, pointing to the stone walls. "The others are kinda given; don't harm any other Gladers, and don't slack off. The only way we can survive is by sticking together."

Jessica nodded, just as she heard footsteps from the doors.

She turned, seeing two boys coming through the stone doors. They didn't notice her as they ran to the Homestead, going into a room Jessica was not familiar with yet.

"I thought you said no one is allowed out there."

"No, I said you're not allowed in there. The only people that go through those doors are the Runners."

"Okay, will you please tell me what the hell is behind those doors?" Jessica asked.

"Later." Newt said. "Tonight, during the party, I'll tell you." He promised.

Jessica shook her head, following Newt for what felt like the hundredth time that day as he led her away from the doors, and over to where the other two boys had gone.

Tossing a glance over her shoulder, Jessica saw more boys coming out of the doors as well, all of them looking beat and tired.

Newt led her into the Homestead, finding the two boys from the doors sitting with waters in their hands.

"Minho, Thomas," Newt said, nodding to the boys in turn, "I'd like to introduce to you, our new Greenie." Newt said, gesturing to Jessica.

One of the boys, Jessica thought it was Minho, spat all his water on the floor at the sight of her, while Thomas simply stared at her.

"They gave us a Shucking girl? What the hell is wrong with them? Why would they do that?" Minho asked.

"Well thanks!" Jessica retorted.

"Sorry, I mean, I- just… why do they think it's ok to send a girl to this hell hole?" He said, directing his question more to Newt.

"I don't know, Minho, but she's one of us now, and we're gonna have to make it work."

"Alright, well, welcome to the shucking Glade, Jessica." Minho said.

"If I hear someone say that one more time, I'm gonna-"

She was cut off by a loud grinding noise, and she turned to see the doors slowly sliding towards each other, until they shut with a low boom.

"You'll learn to get used to that." Minho said, sipping his water "Soon enough, you'll hardly even notice it."

Jessica doubted his words, but nodded anyway.

A tall blonde boy then came running up to Newt.

"Newt, Alby needs to see you."

"What for?" Newt asked.

"Dunno, he just told me to come find you." The boy said.

"So this is the new she-bean, huh?" He said, looking at Jessica. "Gotta admit, I never expected you."

Newt sighed, "Jessica, this is Gally. He thinks he runs this place." He said only slightly joking.

Gally rolled his eyes.

"Come on, Alby said quickly. Let's go." Gally said.

Without waiting for Newt, he turned and started jogging in the other direction.

"Well," Newt said, standing. "I guess I better go then."

Jessica frowned; Newt was the only person she really knew to trust at the moment.

As if he could read her mind, Newt laughed.

"Don't worry, Minho and Thomas won't do anything too stupid. Besides, I'll be back later." He said.

"What, you think you're cooler than us?" Minho asked with a smirk.

Newt rolled his eyes as Minho laughed.

"Alright, see you Shanks later." He said as he started jogging after Gally.

Jessica turned back to Minho and Thomas, who were both staring at her.

"What?" Jessica asked.

"It's just weird that they sent a shucking girl here." Minho said.

"Shucking girl?"

Thoma rolled his eyes, "Come on, I bet Newt didn't bother to get you any food. Bout time you go ahead and get used to Frypan's cooking." He said, swinging his arm around Jessica's shoulders.

Jessica simply nodded and went along with it.

As they walked, Minho and Thomas gave Jessica a second tour of the Glade, basically repeating everything Newt had said earlier.

Eventually, they reached the kitchen, and Thomas dropped his arm off of Jessica, as he pushed the door open. Inside, there was a dark skinned boy bustling about, surrounded by the amazing smell of food.

"Hey Frypan!" Minho called.

The boy turned, smiling when he saw the group

"Minho, Thomas! Brought the Greenie to see where she'll end up workin?" He asked.

"Hey, now who said she'll be helpin you out? For all you know, she could end up a runner." Thomas said.

Frypan laughed. "Fat chance. But whatever ya say, Thomas."

Jessica turned to Thomas, "A Runner?"

Thomas looked at her.

"I still don't know what a Runner is. And why would I-"

"Anyway, we were just grabbing some grub for the She-Bean." Minho said, cutting her off.

"Yeah, whatever." Frypan said, turning back to his work.

"Grab whatever, just don't touch anything I'm working on right now." He said, gesturing to the food behind him.

Minho smiled and shook his head, snatching a pear off the table behind Frypan.

The three left the kitchen, Jessica surprised to see the sky already going dark.

"Hey Jessie," Jessica turned to Minho as he tossed the pear to her.

"You should eat, ya don't look like you'd weigh more than 80 pounds." He said, and it was true.

Jessica was very thin, which wasn't necessarily a good thing when trying to survive in the Glade.

"Thanks." She said, taking a bite out of the fruit.

"So do you remember anything? Any reason why the creators sent a girl up here?" Thomas asked, sitting down against a tree.

Jessica shook her head, taking a spot next to him.

"No, I can't remember anything… Why can't I remember anything?" She asked. Unlike most of the Gladers, Jessica was very level headed as she asked her questions.

"It's okay." Minho said. "We've all been where you are, alright? It's nothing new."

Jessica nodded, looking down at the pear in her hands. Looking up again, she asked,

"So why does everyone call me the- Greenie, and she-bean… What's that about?"

Minho and Thomas laughed.

"It's sort of like being called a newbie; Greenie, Green-bean… It's just something we made up." Minho said.

"Only you're a girl, so we just unofficially decided on callin you the she-bean." Thomas finished.

"Great." Jessica said sarcastically.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it and by that time, we'll have a new Greenie and-"

"A new Greenie?" Jessica cut Thomas off.

"You mean that thing comes up with a new person all the time?"

"Not all the time," Minho said. "Once every thirty days, yes, that box comes up with a new boy in it, only this time-"

"There was a girl in it." Jessica said.

Minho nodded.

"So why am I the only girl?"

"You think we know why? We ain't got no clue about any of this, not to mention we weren't even here when you came up so there's not a whole lot that we're gonna know." Minho said.

"So who was the last.. Greenie before me?" Jessica asked.

Thomas raised his hand, "Yours truly."

"Yeah, and before him was Chuck. Shank oughta be around here somewhere." Minho said, looking around the Glade.

Jessica sighed, accepting the fact that at least for now, she would have to go along with whatever was happening.

"So, what now?" She asked

The pair smiled, standing.

"Well soon, there'll be a party. Sort of our way of celebrating another Greenie."

"A party? Where do you get the stuff for a party?"

"The same way we get all our supplies."

"And how is that?"

"Every week the box you came up in brings supplies."

"So what? They send up balloons and party hats?"

Minho laughed.

"No, but they do send up different supplies. See, once a week that thing comes up with stuff like rope, seeds, tools, but once a month it comes up with clothes, shoes, maybe an animal… and a person."

Jessica nodded.

"Hey Minho!"

All three turned to see Newt jogging towards the group.

"Hope ya haven't burned down the Homestead while I was gone." He said, clapping Jessica on the shoulder.

Jessica laughed, unsure why she suddenly felt so happy.

Newt turned to look at her, still smiling. Jessica felt her stomach turn as she giggled and looked away.

"Geeze, Jessie, did you just get drunk of a sudden?" Minho asked.

"Excited for the party huh?" Newt asked.

"Sure." Jessica said as they headed to the Homestead.

An hour later, Jessica sat against a log staring at the maze in the night. All around her, the 'party' continued, boys dancing, banging on pots and pans, and plenty more. For what felt like ages, she continued to look at the walls, waiting for something to happen. For them to fall, or open, something. But still, the pillars stood tall and unmoving.

Lost in her thoughts, she was distracted when someone sat next to her, and she turned to see none other than Newt. He stared out at the walls as well for a moment, making no sound as they both looked at the doors until he broke the silence.

"So." He said, causing her to look at him.

"How's your first day been, she-bean?" He asked.

Jessica laughed.

"Oh it's great."

Newt smiled, looking back out at the doors again as Jessica did the same.

"A maze."

Jessica turned to Newt again.

"What?"

He turned to look at her.

"You wanted to know what's out there, didn't you?

Jessica looked back at the stone walls.

"It's a maze."

"A maze" She repeated. "Why a maze? What's the purpose of that?"

"Well, you can ask the Shuckheads who put us in here if you ever get the chance." He said.

Jessica laughed again, then rethinking what he just said.

"What does that mean?" She asked as he looked at her. "Shuckhead, what does it mean?"

Newt nearly laughed, clearly hoping to avoid the conversation, as he stood.

"You wanna hang out with the others?" He asked, looking for a way out of the situation.

Jessica smiled and shook her head as he pulled her to her feet anyway.

"No,"

"I think we should go over there."

"Newt-"

"Let's go talk to the guys."

Before Jessica could say anything else, a loud screech from the Maze turned her head to the walls that blocked.

"What was that?" She asked.

"That," he said quietly, "was a Griever."

Jessica looked at him, confused.

"What the hell is a Griever?"

"Follow me." He said, taking her to an odd hole in the giant walls.

"Look." He said, gesturing to the cutout in the stone.

She did, peeking out into the dark paths that created the maze. Suddenly, a dark mass rounded a corner, though it was dark, Jessica assumed that was what Newt was talking about.

"Is that-"

"Yeah." He said, cutting her off.

After a few more seconds, she backed away from the hole.

"Alright then..."

"Come on, Alby probably already has everyone getting to bed."

He said, walking away as he gestured for her to follow.

A sudden thought hit Jessica, and she called behind him, "Where am I supposed to sleep?"

Newt stopped short, realizing that he'd neglected to think about that all day.

"Shuck, I dunno. Just follow me, I'll ask Alby."

Jessica did as he said and followed him to the Homestead, where Alby was herding everyone together to get to bed.

"Alby!" Newt called as he walked up behind him, causing the boy to turn.

"What's up Newt?" He asked.

"Where is Jessica supposed to stay for the night?" He asked.

Alby's expression went blank as he realized the problem.

"Shuck, I dunno Newt. I hadn't thought of that since I've been busy with the supplies today." He said.

He looked around, trying to think of what they could do.

"Do we have any extra beds?" He asked.

Newt shifted on his feet awkwardly.

"There's one in my room."

Alby nodded, "Fine, that's fine. Newt, say hello to your new roomie." He said as he walked off.

Jessica and Newt stood in silence for a moment, both unsure of what to say.

"So uh, I guess I'll um, show you where the room is…" He said.

"Yeah." She said, walking with him in silence.

He led her to a simple room, with one small table and two beds, one on each side of the room.

"That one is the extra," He said, pointing to one of the beds. Jessica nodded awkwardly.

"Ah, Chuck." He said, causing Jessica to look towards the doorway.

There stood a chubby boy with a dark mop of curly hair on top of his head. The boy smiled. "Hey Newt, they sent this up in the box." He said, handing Newt the tan bag in his hands. "Alby said to bring it to you. It says it's for her." He said, gesturing to Jessica.

"Thanks Chuck." He said, closing the door as the boy left.

"Here." Newt handed her the bag.

"Thanks." She said, taking it and dropping it on her bed.

"Well, I'm gonna go double check everything with Alby. I'll be back in a few minutes." Newt said, leaving the room.

Jessica turned back to the bag, staring at it curiously. As Chuck said, it had written just below the zipper: FOR HER. She unzipped the bag, finding simple things like clothes, a razor, an extra pair of shoes and a few other things. She dug around for a moment until she pulled out simple gray shorts and a shirt.

She quickly changed into them, throwing her clothes back into the bag. Newt came in just as she zipped the bag back up and tossed it next to her bed.

"Everything taken care of, General?" Jessica asked sarcastically.

Newt laughed. "Yep."

Jessica sat down on her bed, pulling the simple blanket over her lap.

"Well, lights out. We're some of the last ones up." Newt said, flipping the lights off.

Jessica laid down, staring at the moon-light ceiling. She turned, looking out the window next to her bed, seeing a couple of boys walking back to the Homestead. Sighing, she finally closed her eyes, waiting for sleep to come.

She laid there, thoughts still flying through her head. Worries passed her thoughts ever so often, wondering why she was put in the Glade, and what might happen to her. She then became aware of Newt's breathing and she remembered that she was safe.

As she finally relaxed, her thoughts drifted until she finally found sleep.

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