Newt and I started the tour at the Box - the place I came up only around an hour ago. Apparently, a new Greenie - as the Gladers call it - come up every month, the same time, same day. Supplies come up every week and along with the new person. Lucky for me, today I arrived. I would now be considered a Glader. The only female one. Newt also told me that they started with a large group of people. Everyone was brainwashed and clueless, running around, crying, actually dying in the Maze. But it's okay now, because they now have order.

Then, Newt and I moved closer to the forest, which they call the Deadheads. It was located in the southeast corner of the Glade and stretched back all the way to the walls. The trees get thicker and the sun disappears. There is a Homestead in the northeast where the Keepers choose to sleep. Everyone else sleeps in hammocks scattered around the Glade. A washroom was located near the Homestead. There was a small, metal building that I was told to ignore. And the Kitchens. There was also a Slammer, which is like a jail. In the southwest corner was a farm. It had wheat and other crops growing. There was also a Bloodhouse where the Slicers kill animals and send them to the Kitchens for food.

I will have a job in time. The Keepers - who are the best and leader of that certain job - will have a Gathering, which is like a meeting, and decide what job I get based on my training. Newt, the Second-in-Command and Alby, the leader, has a say in what job I get. Newt said that names of other boys and more answers might come to me throughout time. Then, I was informed the rules: One: always do your part. Keep order. Two: never harm another Glader. We need trust; none of this works without it. Three: Never, ever, go beyond those Maze walls - unless you are a Runner, which won't happen, Newt exclaimed.

But I had a sudden want to be a Runner. A need for it. All the boys clearly didn't think I could hold my own weight. But, if I became a Runner and unlocked all of the Maze's secrets, they'd appreciate girls more. These boys had been here for three years. Three years. Maybe they just need a girl to help them? I could do it, be a Runner. Even if the Maze changes every night. Even if no one survives a night in the Maze. I will.

After the tour, I stayed by Newt's side. I was still completely lost in what do right now, and where to go. Everyone else in the Glade gave me either ugly looks or kissy faces and Newt was the only one who shoed them away. Eventually, he led me to the Kitchens for lunch. Or dinner. I'm not completely sure.

"Hey, Greenie?"

I turned my head to Frypan - the cook. He had dark skin like Alby. I was a bit worried when I saw his long beard. Wouldn't it get in my food? I looked over to Newt with raised brows, and he shrugged.

"Hello," I responded, keeping my head down. Frypan slopped a spoon-full of mash potatoes on my tray with a wink.

"How was your first day?" he asked.

"It was okay, I guess," I answered with a shy smile.

"C'mon, Lizzy. Let's go sit down," Newt said. I thanked him. I really wasn't in the mood to talk to Frypan right now. I just need answers.

Inside the Kitchens was nice. It was a large, wooden building with seats and tables scattered around. There were florescent lights above our heads, which confused me. How'd they have electricity? I pushed that thought aside and sat down next to a table where Newt plopped down with Alby and Minho.

"Hey, Shuckette. Nice to see the She-Bean's working out just fine," Minho said. "How was the tour?"

"I still have a lot of questions. So, yeah?" I answered back, as I turned my food with a spoon.

"I have something that might cheer you up," Newt said.

My face saddened. "My memories?"

"Well... no. But, tonight, since a Greenie came up, we'll have a party! And it'll be even bigger because you are a girl!" Newt replied with a forced smile.

I returned the smile and looked over to Alby. "I'm sorry, Alby, that I just booked it and ran earlier today. I was just really scared," I said and tasted a small spoon-full of the mashed potatoes. It was okay.

"Greenie, no. It ain't your fault," Alby replied.

"Yes. Yes it is," I said. "I needed to know something and so I just ran," now I wasn't hungry anymore. I got up without anyone able to stop me, and threw away the leftover mashed potatoes on my tray. I could hear the boys' stools fall backwards as they followed me. I didn't know where I was going, but I wanted to get away. Then I remembered the Deadheads - so I sprinted to the trees for peace and quiet.

I ran all the way until I hit the spot where the two stone walls collided, making a corner. I needed some time to think - alone. I slid down the corner and dropped my head in my hands. Why was I the only girl in this place? I'll consider it more like a jail. All the boys acted like me coming up and freaking out was completely normal. I hate it here!

I felt my eye lids flutter close until a loud, booming noise filled the Glade. It was no where then every where at once. I stood up slowly and looked to the Maze wall. I then followed it down to the center where the large, gaping opening was. What I saw made my jaw drop. It broke all the laws of psyches. The left and right side of the seven foot wide gap were slowly closing in on each over. It cut the Maze off from the Glade. But why?

The stone covered in thick ivy looked like it was here for over a thousand years, but here it was, sliding closed like a glass door. Sparks flew everywhere, but I was frozen in place. I was still concealed in the lush green of the forest, but I felt all eyes on me. The doors finally closed. The wind stopped. The Glade quiet. I slowly walked back to my corner, still in shock. How in the world was that even possible? How?

I wanted to sleep. Sleep and never wake-up from this terrible nightmare that the boys call home. The Glade'll never be home. I needed some time to process all of this. I shifted my position until I was happier that I would ever be. I thought about the tour and the Maze walls until I heard a twig snap. I jerked my head around me to see who did it. I noticed a shadow a couple feet away.

"Just please go away," I begged. "I wanna be alone."

"Don't worry, Sweet Pea. We are alone," he answered in a ugly voice.

I bolted up. "What do you want?" I snapped, not in the mood.

"Oh, Sweet Pea, I want you. Thanks for settling down in a far away quiet place for us. I appreciate it, even though there's a party going on for you," he said. I didn't even notice it. There were hollers coming from the center of the Glade.

"Go away," I snapped again, but he came closer. "I am not your Sweet Pea."

I didn't have anytime to react before he ran at me. I was pushed against the Maze wall and he put his lips on mine. I scrambled to get away. I did not need this, at all. I need someone I could trust. To help me. I need Newt.