A/N: I DO NOT OWN THE MAZE I OWN IS ISA. I wish I owned TMR, but then some people wouldn't have died during Death Cure.
I do not have a beta, all the mistakes are mine. English is NOT my mother language.
This is the prologue. Next chapter will be a lot longer. Pinky promise!
With love, Kim xx
"The name's Isa ya asshole. Be kind to a woman." were the first words that came out of her mouth after she got out of the Box. Not the usual whining, not the crying and klunking pants. She was a though one. Her apperance wasn't a punishment to look at. She had a beautiful round face with the greenest of eyes. Her face was framed by short, blonde hair that curled uncontrolably. Her whole body was covered in freckles, but they suited her. Everything was pretty, except for her language.
"Whoa Greenbean. Slim it nice and calm. My name's Alby, I'm the learder around here." a darker-skinned boy said to her. Isa looked around. All she saw were about fourteen of fifteen boys, and four massive big walls. "Welcome to the Maze." he added.
"So. What's this place? Why are there only some bloody guys around here. Where's the girlpower?" Isa said with a smirk. She really hadn't accepted the fact that she was locked in here, probably forever.
"Okay. I'm already done with her!" an Asian-looking kid yelled. "First girl to show up here's a fucking slinthead." Isa looked at him. "You're not really the most nice person 'round here are ya?" she barked. Isa didn't like the guys, none of them. They could show some respect, couldn't they? "NEWT. GET YA SHUCK ASS OVER HERE!" The dude who had introduced himself as Alby yelled. A tall, blond-haired boy came running towards them. He was probably the fasted person alive, the fasted Isa had ever seen. But really, she couldn't remember ever seening somebody else than these assholes. "What's up?" The fast boy said. He had a funny accent, the same as Isa had. "We've found you a mate. Same shuck accent as yours. Same colour of hair. Same dirty mouth." Alby joked.
Newt looked at the little blonde girl. "Heya girl, you've also got it in ya to become a Runner?" Newt smikerd, and Isa felt something inside. It was a feeling she didn't remember. Her whole body tickled. Hell, who was she kidding? The Newt-dude was hot as hell.
"A Runner?" Isa asked with wide eyes. She had just gotten in this place, and all she learned were a few new words like shank, shuck and slinthead. "Come on, Newt. Go easy on her. She just got here, let's give her the tour first. "Okay. Come along, Greenie." Newt said with a smile from ear to ear. He held out his hand to Isa, and waited for her to come. "I'll take this one, Alby." Newt winked at Minho, and Minho understood it all. Newt thought she was hot too.
