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Chapter Two ~ The New Girl

A horde of about thirty teenage boys came into view, all standing around the opening, goggling at her with wide eyes and open mouths, murmuring and whispering to each other in astonishment. What surprised Faye the most was how young they all were. None of the boys that she could see looked older than 17 or 18. One boy, who was tall and lanky, and had a head of messy, sandy hair and bright green eyes, was peering curiously over the edge of the box, just as confused as the others. He looked to be about 16.

"It-it's a girl," The boy stuttered, he had a strange accent Faye didn't recognize, and it was different from the rest.

A slew of hushed conversation rang through the crowd, and a few of them began to back away. A tall, muscular boy with dark skin, who appeared to be the oldest, knelt down to the edge.

"Day one Greenie, welcome to the Glade. I'm Alby," He said extending his hand to her.

Greenie? What on earth could that mean? Faye thought. She stood slowly, and with hesitation, took his hand. Alby pulled her over the edge with ease, as if she were nothing more than a sack of potatoes. Once she was on her feet, she glanced around nervously, and slowly backed into the crowd of boys, they parted to give her a path, staring at her as if she was some mythical creature straight out of a fairy tale, murmuring. She heard more strange words she didn't recognize. "Shuck," "klunk," "slinthead." One boy, who had a notably crooked and bulbous nose, and unkempt dark hair, glared at her with hatred burning in his eyes. As she reached the edge of the crowd, panic began to fill her, and without even thinking about it, she turned and ran, as fast as she could, not even taking in her surroundings. A chorus of "Hey!" and "Stop!" echoed behind her as she ran, but her instincts took over, and she kept running. As she was running, she looked around and stopped dead in her tracks. She turned around and around, glancing frantically at her surroundings. She was surrounded by four massive stone walls, to one side was a dense forest, and in one corner was an old, dilapidated wooden building with smoke coming from a chimney. There were pig pens and a chicken coop, as well a tidy field of what looked to corn and a vegetable garden. In another corner, there were several dozens of fruit trees. There was a small, concrete building in the third corner, and it had a large metal door. The wall opposite the forest had an opening in the middle, leading into a dark corridor. She was about to run toward it when she heard the sound of running footsteps behind her, and she turned.

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 2! Please leave any suggestions/ideas/constructive criticisms in the reviews! I'd love to hear from you! (also I could really use suggestions for how you would like the story to go. All ideas will be considered!)

Happy reading, Stiffs!

K. J. Stark :)