Hola Gladers! Welcome to my new story:) This is my twist of the storyline of the only girl glader! This is set a year into the Glade, so way before Thomas and Teresa. My plot is going to be totally my own:) It is going to be Newt/OC.

I do not own The Maze Runner, but I do own the OCS.

She woke with a start. It was pitch black and cold, and she felt like she was moving upwards really really fast.

Wait..no she was moving upwards really really fast.

The girl started to panic, her breaths becoming uneven. Her hands were shaking frantically and there was sweat building along her forehead. She couldn't remember anything, why couldn't she remember anything? ...More importantly where was she?

The room jerked upwards causing a strained yelp to escape the girls mouth. There were harsh sounds of chains and pulleys, like the working of an ancient steel factory. The girl wanted to cry but no tears came out, she sat there all alone and huddled in a corner waiting to see were this box would take her.

Victoria. Victoria. Victoria. Victoria. The name kept ringing in her mind, that must be my name the girl thought. Victoria tried to see if she could remember anything else but there was nothing. Just the sound of machinery moving.

A minute past. Two minutes past. 10 minutes past. It felt like she was going up forever and it would never end.

Suddenly, the room came to a sharp halt and the sudden movement jolted Victoria up in the air and back down hard. A bright light shone down on Victoria as she held up her hands to cover her face. A big figure jumped down onto the box making a loud thump.

"No shuckin' way.." the figure said. Victoria moved her hands away from her face and the big figure was indeed a male. He was dark skinned and he was very muscular...he looked maybe 18 or so. There were other male voices shouting down to the male, they were saying things like;

"What?!"

"Whats taking so long down there? Did the poor greenie pass out?" Greenie? What the hell is a greenie? Victoria thought.

The man looked up at all the other figures at the top, "Its a girl." She heard loads of gasps and more people whispering and shouting things.

"No way!"

"Is she hot?"

"What does she look like?"

"I call dibs!"

"No I call dibs, you slinthead."

"Pipe down you idiots!"

Victoria scowled at all the remarks that they were making. The male turned back to her and gave her a small smile.

"The names Alby, your probably wondering what the hell your doing here, but all will be answered soon. Now welcome to the Glade."

What the actual fuck. Is this some kind of sick joke? She was so stunned. Alby extended a large rough hand out to Victoria, Victoria took his hand hesitantly. His hand was rough and dirty but he helped her up out of the box. She came face to face with a mass of boys surrounding her and staring with confusion in there eyes. Okay this has got to be a joke. They stood in a vast courtyard several times the size of a football field. What really stood out to her though, was the humongous thick grey stone walls surrounding them, like it was caging them in. The walls were easily a hundred feet high and formed a perfect square around them, each side split in the exact middle by an opening as tall as the walls themselves that led to passages and long corridors beyond.

"Wh-where am I?" She whispered, her eyes darting around the open space.

"The Glade, can you tell us your name?" A boy with a thick accent asked, he had scruffy blonde hair, strong facial features and his face had patches of dirt smeared over his face, probably from working hard on the field. He was also relatively skinny but he was muscular aswell. He was pretty cute.

"Victoria. I-I er I think." I stuttered, the boy nodded. I furrowed my eyebrows, "Who are you?"

He grinned, "Newt. Second in command here in the Glade."

"We'll tell you everything you need to know tomorrow during the tour, right now its getting late so Newt take her to the Homestead and find her somewhere to sleep. Everyone to bed you bunch of shuckfaces!" Alby bellowed. Before Victoria could protest, Newt grabbed her firmly by the elbow and started dragging her over to a big shack that stunk of dust and mildew. They reached the door and Victoria noticed Newt had a slight limp, she made a mental note to ask him about that later. Newt went through the brown tatty door bringing Victoria with him. Inside there was a crooked staircase and dark wallpaper peeling of off the walls.

Newt hobbled up the staircase, making the floorboards creak as he stepped on them. Victoria followed him up the stairs making the floorboards extra creek. When they got upstairs, there were a few different rooms along the landing, he opened one of the door and there was a mattress in the middle of the room which looked very tatted and was obviously very old, next to the mattress there was a small table with a lantern. On the left side there was a green hammock hanging on the walls. It wasn't much but it felt kind of homey to Victoria.

"This is my room, you can sleep on the mattress, I'll sleep on the hammock." He sighed, he started to bite his fingernails. "You'll be safe up here than outside, which is were most of the gladers sleep." Victoria nodded and perched on the end of the mattress, trying to take in everything. So far she had no idea were she was, she was surrounded by hormonal teenage boys and she couldn't remember anything.

She let out a long and hard sigh.

"You don't talk much, do you?" Newt asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Alot to take in, especially when nobody is giving you answers." She whispered back.

"I know, we all felt like that, everything will become clearer tomorrow." She just nodded at Newt, who leaned against the wall.

There was a long silence that followed after that. Victoria was so confused about everything, she was just trying to think. To think of a memory...why would she be sent here? Was she a criminal in her past life? Is this some kind of prison? So many questions but no answers.

She felt her eyes start to droop as she led back on the mattress and curled into a ball.

Newt coughed, "Yeah you should er- get some sleep. You got a big day tomorrow, Greenie." And with that Newt left, shutting the door behind him slowly. She shut her eyes and her last thought before she fell into a deep sleep was,

What have I somehow got myself into?

I hope you enjoyed it my lovelies! Please review, favourite and follow! I will try and update sometime this week!

Chow for now:)