I'm quiet for a moment, taking in everything about the boy. He's tall, taller than me, with a square jaw and soft, comforting brown eyes. At least, they look comforting, but when I meet them with my own it only causes my heart to speed and my anxiety to grow. His hands are calloused but strong, and he wears a smirk much like my own.
"I don't remember...," I say quietly, almost to myself. It's the first thing that comes to my mind, and I mentally smack myself in the face.
The blond's eyes soften even more. "None of us do. Don't worry, Greenie, you've got a lot to learn."
"What's your name?" another voice commands, this one deeper and stronger. I turn around, facing a dark muscular boy.
"Kelly," I offer, wondering how I remembered that information yet nothing else.
The dark boy raises an eyebrow. "So why are you here?"
"I...don't know. I don't know anything, and I can't remember anything!" I realize I had become flustered and my voice had risen steadily.
"But you're a girl," he mutters, running a hand through his hair.
"Clearly," I snap irritably, angered slightly that my gender should even make a difference. But then I realize that this society consists entirely of boys, and I look down, suddenly feeling like crying. "I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on."
"It's alright, we all know how you feel. Newt'll give you the tour, explain some things, and then we'll figure out what to do with you."
What to do with me?
"I'm Alby," the boy offers with his gruff voice, sticking out a hand. I shake it gingerly, his words ringing in my head. The other boys start to clear away, each one giving me a stare before they trudge back to various places in the grassy area. Looking around, I see a few misshapen buildings and crop fields. My head swims with questions.
"So, I'm sure you're bloody confused, huh?"
The blond boy.