Diana's POV:

"The Glade?" I inquire.

"The Glade." he nods. "By the way, the name's Alby, I'm the leader of this shuckin' place. You will learn everything you need to know on the tour."

I bob my head and take the chance to look at my surroundings. There are four enormous openings in the even bigger walls that encompass this area. There is a shack with animals enclosed in a pen near it. There is also a building that looks like a house. Cots are hung from multiple trees and there are blankets that lie in the grass.

"Alright, everyone back to work!" hollers Alby.

Grumbling and groaning comes from the male adolescents, but they all slowly go back to work. Except for Newt, Gally, and Alby.

Alby looks at Gally. "I'll go ahead and take the greenbean for the tour, the runners'll be back soon."

Gally nods and turns towards me. "Go ahead, Diana."

Alby and I begin to walk around the green expanse of my new home.

"No questions until the end, greenie."

I bob my head.

"Over here is the Bloodhouse, that's where what we call Slicers work there, they raise and kill animals which are sent to the kitchen." he points at where the kitchen apparently is. "And the Cooks make the food for us to eat. Beside the Bloodhouse are the Gardens, the Track-Hoes work there.

"There is the Homestead. The Keepers, which are the people in charge of each job, have rooms in there. The Med-Jacks, our doctors, are in there, too," he informs.

The Homestead is basically a house, I'm surprised that it is in such great shape for a building with only teenage boys to take care of it.

"The Builders, which your brother is in charge of, build and repair anything we need. There are also Baggers, they guard the door and bury bodies, and Sloppers, they do the cleaning. Oh, and they're are Runners, they run the maze and map it out."

I simply nod while observing the concrete walls encompassing us.

Wonder where the doors lead. I probably won't get an answer.

"We have three rules here in the Glade and here they are; never attack another Glader, do your part, and don't go out into the maze. We may add another rule that's don't mess with the girl. The final part of your tour will be in the morning, Newt will take you for that part. Any questions?"

I look at him in the eye. "Why greenie?"

Alby stares at me with a confused expression. "What?"

"Out of all the options to choose from, you guys go with greenie?"

Alby bursts into laughter. "Out of all the questions to ask, you ask about our word choice." he shakes his head in amusement. "Most greenbeans would ask about the maze."

"All these 'greenbeans' were boys, gender really makes the difference."

He just smiles. "I guess so."

When I look at the maze doors, people are running out of them. I catch a glimpse of black hair.

"I have one more question, who's the guy with perfect hair?" I inquire.

Alby sees who I'm looking at and doubles over in laughter. Tears streak down his face.

People look over at us as I stand with bewildered expression and Alby's struggling to gain composure.

When he gains his composure, he wipes his eyes and says, "I'm going to really like you."

"Thank you."

He glances at me and shakes his head. "It's about time for dinner, let's go."

We make our way to where they eat, there is a line with-you guessed it- boys. I stand by Alby, trying to ignore all the stares I'm getting. Alby notices my discomfort.

"Stop staring shanks!"

Immediately, everyone looks away.

I grab a plate and walk up to the cook, a tall African-American with some stubble.

"You must be the new girl everyone is talking about," he starts, "I'm Frypan."

"Hello, I'm Diana," I greet with a smile.

Frypan puts spaghetti and garlic bread on my plate.

"Thank you," I say.

"Your welcome, Diana." he smiles.

I look around for seat. Gally and Newt are waving at me to sit by them. I go over and plop down between them, Perfect Hair is sitting across from Newt and Alby sits down across from me.

"I've got to tell you guys about greenie's tour," Alby starts.

"Really? What'd she do?" Gally asks.

"She is the first greenie ever to ask no questions during the tour. And she only asked two questions at the end, neither had anything to do with the maze, the Creators, or any of the normal stuff."

"What'd she ask?"

"Why we called the new people greenie. Minho you'll want to listen to this one, she said, and I quote, 'Who's the guy with the perfect hair'," Alby tells them.

They all laugh hard.

"What? No one can have that perfect hair," I say defensively.

This just makes them laugh even harder.

When they don't stop after five minutes, I grab my plate and look around for a new seat. All the tables appear to be mostly full, except one that only has one little chubby kid with curly hair. I decide that he looks lonely is I'm going to sit with him.

I walk over to him. "Hello, I'm Diana. Can I sit here?"

He looks at me in surprise. "Here? You want to sit here with me?"

I nod my head. "I'd like to."

"Of course you can sit by me," he says enthusiastically.

I sit down beside him and he introduces himself, "My name is Chuck."

"Nice to meet you Chuck."

We chat and laugh the whole time I'm sitting there.

Some kid with black hair walks over to us. "Hey girl, you want come sit with us?"

"No thank you."

"You can't really enjoy sitting by Chunk."

"I quite enjoy sitting by him actually," I argue.

"But-"

"Keep your mouth closed, you lower the IQ of the whole Glade when you open it," I cut him off.

His jaw drops. All the boys start laughing at my insult.

The flustered egotistical idiot walks away back to his table in shame.

Chuck starts laughing even harder.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?"

Chuck nods his head.

Alby, Newt, Minho, and Gally walk over to Chuck and I's table and sit down.

"Hey, you guys have to get up," I order.

"Why?" Minho asks.

"Because this is the cool kids table and you guys don't fit the bill. Except you, Alby, you can stay."

"Ha!" Alby boasts.

Gally makes a grab for my garlic bread. I embed my fork millimeters from his hand.

"Not today Satan," I say.

"Why am I Satan?" Gally asks.

"You have Satan's eyebrows."

The boys are set in another round of mirth. Except for Gally, he just scowls at me.

I stuff the garlic bread in my mouth and stand up to put my plate where everyone else was putting there's. I wander out of the 'cafeteria' and turn back to where Alby, Minho, Newt, Gally, and Chuck are standing behind me. "What else is happening tonight?"

"We're going to have a bonfire as a way to celebrate the greenbean, which happens to be you," Newt informs me.

I nod. Whelp. Looks like I have nothing to do until the bonfire.


"Hey Diana, try some of my special homemade drink," Gally offers, holding up a cup with some nasty looking liquid in it.

I take it from his hand and sniff it. My nose wrinkles at pungent scent.

"No thank you," I decline.

We started the bonfire party roughly fifteen minutes ago and most of the boys are already drunk.

Idiots.

I just sit here, alone and on a log, watching the other boys fight. Gally kicks their butts, he's apparently the all time winner.

"Hey Diana!" I glance up and see Chuck calling to me from in the circle around my brother. "You should verse Gally!"

The boys hoot their agreement.

I shrug, standing up and making my way to the circle. The boys part like the Red Sea, making way for me. I position myself opposite from my brother.

"The rules are basic. Stay in the circle as longer than ten seconds and try to push your opponent out of the circle. You're going down, little sis," Gally claims.

"Whatever you say, brother."

Gally lunges forward. I get in a crouch, sticking my left leg out in front of Gally and my body away from him. He trips over my leg, thus landing him outside of the circle. The Gladers are silent for a moment before cheering loudly at my victory. I curtsy.

"I thought you were supposed to stay inside the circle for over ten seconds Gally?" I inquire cockily.

He grunts and mutters something as he gets up, dusting off his shirt and pants.

"Let's call it a night shanks," Alby yells then glances at me, "and shankette."

The boys go to their hammocks that are hanging in the trees, leaving Gally, Newt, Alby, Minho, and I.

"Where am I sleeping?" I ask, "I don't exactly trust the boys to not try anything."

They ponder this for a moment before Gally speaks up, "She can share a room with me."

Alby nods. "That'll do for now."

We make our way to the Homestead. I go into Gally's room where he throws a pillow and a few blankets at me.

"You can sleep on the floor."

"What if I wanted to sleep on the bed?"

"Well, you're not."

I sigh shaking my head before unceremoniously flopping on the floor. I put the pillow under my head and yank the covers on top of me, then I sleep.