The Maze Runner

Newt's POV

CHAPTER 1

My old life.

Well, not old. 2 years with the same shanks in the same glade.

That's everything I could remember.

Besides my name. Name's Newt. But my life on the glade isn't more interesting than a bloody hamster in his little running wheel.

Came up with the Box. Became a runner. Accident. Now a gardener. Finished. That's my life.

Boring and every day the same routine, interesting huh?

Actually it became interesting... somehow dangerous.

A day like every day. The sun's shining, no clouds in the sky.

I worked with Zart in our little garden, until Alby told us to come with him to the box.

"The box?" I asked him. "One month again?"

"Yea, time for a new greenie. Chuck is excited" Alby answered.

"This little shank" I heard the voice of Zart, who's came to us with a scruffy grin on his face.

I was about to say something, but the blustering sound of the box cut me off. I really hated this bloody sound. Too bad Memories of me waking up in this buggin' elevator thing.

When I came to the box, Gally opened it.

I looked at that boy in shock and laughed. Oh boy, I know how you're feeling.

"Look at that shank"

"How old is he?"

"Looks like a klunk in a T-Shirt"

"You're the klunk, shuck-face."

"Dude, it smells like feet down there!"

„Hope you enjoyed the one-way trip, greenie."

I heard the others and looked around. Some of theme were really grinning evilly. Making Friends with the greenie just the second he got here.

I can't help it. I joined them and looked into the greenie's pale face.

"Ain't no ticket back, mate." while I said that, Zart goes with a rope on the edge to the box.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and eye balled the greenie. Short brown hair, normal clothes, not that interesting.

He was lifted up by some gladers and instantly poked by them. These kids.

"Look at that Greenbean," Gally said and I saw the greenie looking around, searching for Gally. "Gonna break his shuck neck checkin' out the new digs" I couldn't withhold a little grin.

"Shut your hole, Gally." Alby

Now I laughed quietly looking at the boys having fun with the new greenie. That's a point I liked about being one of the first being on the glade.

The greenie really looked like a shuck face in a bucket of klunk. But hopefully Alby then welcomed him as our leader.

"Where am I?"

That was the greenie. I was a little surprised hearing is voice. I thought he wouldn't talk for a week concerning to his baffled face.

"Nowhere good" Alby responded. He's bloody right. "Just slim yourself nice and calm. Nice to meet ya, shank. Welcome to the glade."

And here we are. The welcoming of the leader.

Everyone heard these sentence when they arrive. Welcome. A welcome has to be a good thing. You're welcomed in warm places when there's tea waiting for you.

Ha.

Buggin maze.