Watching the Clouds Go By

Her eyes opened up in the dimly lighted box she was in. Her stomach felt like it was going to turn itself inside out if the box continued to move upwards in this fast motion. She was on all fours and blindly swung her arm around trying to grab something. Anything. She cursed softly as her slender fingers smacked hard against what appeared to be a wooden crate. Just as she was finally getting used to the dimness of the box, it screeched to a sudden halt. She shielded her blue eyes as a bright light suddenly filled the contraption she was in.

She was still stunned from the sudden burst of light, as she lay sprawled on the cold metal floor. She could hear gasps, hushed whispers, and faintly catch glimpses of the faces of dozens of boys. She felt a sudden pang of fear, confusion, and curiosity all in one. So many questions floated through her mind.

"W-where am I?" she said in a raspy voice. The whole crowd went silent as soon as she spoke and she felt very awkward beneath the stares of god knows how many boys.

A voice with heavy British accent ignored her question and asked one of his own, "You're…a girl?"

She rolled her eyes, "No, I'm the freaking tooth fairy. Of course I'm a girl."

The boy with the gorgeous accent chuckled to himself and stooped down to help her out of that box. As soon as she was out of the metal box and up on the green grass, the boy asked a more sensible question, "Where are you from?"

"I'm from-" she stopped as she realized she didn't know. She couldn't remember. "I, um, I don't remember."

He nodded and asked her another question, "Can you at least tell me your name?"

She shook her head violently from side to side as tears threatened to fall, "God, why is it so hard to remember? Why don't I know?!" she screamed.

"Hey, hey, easy, relax. It happened to all of us when we first came from the box. Speaking of the box, why are you here?" he queried once again.

"I don't know anything, remember?" she said at him with a hint of exasperation.

"Right, sorry. It's just that it's strange you're is all."

"What do you mean by "strange?"

"Well look here, every month our Creators send us a new boy with that box. Only one. Now, there are two things wrong about you being here. One, the box has only ever sent up boys. Two, we got our new Greenie just a few days ago. So that box shouldn't have given us a new person for a long time."

She didn't know how to respond to that so she just nodded and watched the sun leave pink and orange stains in the sky as it went down. At that moment, her stomach growled and she then realized how hungry she had been. The boy chuckled and said, "Come on, let's get you some food. You must be starving."

As the boy with the British accent and the new girl sat down with a plate of food, she said between mouthfuls of chicken, "You know, I didn't catch your name earlier."

His mouth twisted into an adorable grin and said, "The name's Newt." Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. "Abigail." She half-whispered.

Newt was confused and said, "No, love, it's Newt. Not Abigail."

"No, no, no, I know Newt. But Abigail is my name! I remembered!"

Newt patted her on the back and said, "I knew you'd remember quickly. Well come on now, we got work tomorrow so we have to sleep."

"Am I supposed to sleep in the same area as the boys?"

"We can make you a place to sleep that's separated from the boys a bit."

Abigail nodded her head, "Thanks, that'd be nice."

This is my first fanfiction and I want to know if it's all right so far. If you find any grammar or spelling errors, please let me know in the comments along with your thoughts on this!

Thanks,

Blankets4ever