Hey guys, I'm sorry in advanced for how crappy this chapter is. I had a really shitty week, and it definitely shows in my writing. So I'm counting on your reviews to make me feel better!

TheWhiteRabbit123: Hahahah I'm glad I made you laugh! I was expecting some cringes at how awkward it was lol. And OH MY GODS DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MAXIMUM RIDE! I was in love with Fang before I even knew what love was! Man, I read that book in what, 2005? Yeah, I think my mom got it for my birthday since it was a few days after it came out. How far are you into the series?

Guest who hasn't seen the movie: I'm sorry I don't know what to call you! I'm just going to go with GWHSM so it's easier lol. Sound good? And yes you need to see it again! Go just for him! And thank you :). Even just hearing someone say they love my story makes my day.

themadgears: Thanks!

Other Guest Whom I can't name: Really? You think I did a good job with their personalities/emotions/awkwardness, etc? I personally thought I made Alby waaayyyy to nice, but that might just be me? Idk. And I know that Newt is way more sarcastic and cocky in this story than in the book, but that's because I want him to be like that haha.

fluffybuttercup: Aww thanks, I just love sass in general so I try to incorporate it into my writing as much as possible. Because I'm just so sassy (but not as sassy as Minho, nobody can beat him!)

mrsdansmith: Yes. yesyesyes Newt should be everyone's favorite character. But him being my absolute favorite fictional character ever (yes, I love him the most out of every single book/movie/tv show ever. He's just that amazing) just makes the third book that much more heartwrenching. Talk about stabbing me with a butter knife and twisting my guts out in sadness :(. You poor thing. I can't imagine having to wait even longer than I already had to to see this movie! Just hold on, you're almost there!

Niclo121212: YOU SAW HIM! HIGH-FIVE MY FELLOW PERSPECTIVE FRIEND! But no, your story is really good! Although I do have to agree, it is moving a tad bit fast. But if you just slowed it down a little, it would be perfect. And are you saying you sense a plot for my story? Because I can tell you now, the only plot idea I have so far with this is the plot of the book, just with my OC added in. And I'm glad you like her!


Now that I can actually walk around and take a good look at where I'm at, I realize just how expansive the Glade really is.

Newt takes me around to the four corners of the Glade and shows me all the different buildings. Even before the tour I could tell that the place was split mainly into four different areas. When I point out my discovery, Newt just smiles and describes each area individually: Bloodhouse, Homestead, Deadheads, and Gardens.

I shudder when he explains the Bloodhouse. "Yuck, that doesn't sound fun at all."

Newt grimaces. "Yeah. I don't like going there myself. Lucky for you, I don't think you'll be put there."

I turn to him- standing next to me- in confusion. "What do you mean?" I raise an eyebrow. "You guys aren't thinking of sacrificing me already, are you?"

Newt snorts. "Please, love, don't think to highly of yourself. We'd most likely use you for stew meat before we'd even think to offer you up as a sacrifice. Only the best Greenies who make it through their first week are deemed fit to be offerings."

I laugh and play along. "Well, I hate to disappoint, but I don't think I'm going to last a day. These guys look like they're going to either murder me or kidnap me for themselves." I suddenly shiver at the thought of me being surrounded by a group of guys, who apparently haven't seen a girl in quite a while. That fact hadn't come to my mind before.

Newt rolls his eyes. "Those shucks will stop. They just have to get used to having a bloody girl hanging around."

"What does that even mean?"

Newt looks at me in puzzlement. "What does what mean, love?"

I throw my hand up. "Those...words. Shank, slim it, Greenie, shuck. I'm a little lost here. And would you stop calling me 'Greenbean'? It's annoying! I told you my name already!"

He laughs. "They're Glader words. You'll learn how to use them, in time. And no can do. You'll be the Greenie until the next shank comes up the buggin' box, Greenbean."

I roll my eyes and sigh. "Whatever." And then I catch on to what he said. "How long am I going to be here, Newt? Why am I here?"

He lets out a long breath. "I can't say for sure how long you'll be here, love. But I do know that you don't deserve to be in this bloody hellhole. None of us do." He mutters the last part under his breath, looking down at the ground, but I can still hear him.

I tilt my head so that I can look at his lowered eyes. "Newt?" He lets out a mumbled hum so I know he's listening. "How long have you all been here?"

"Depends on who you're talking about, Greenbean." I frown at the nickname that he obviously won't drop.

"I don't know, who was the first Glader? I mean, there had to have been one, seeing as how you told me during the tour that a new person comes up in the box every month."

He lets out a short laugh. "The first Glader? That was Alby. I was second."

I cringe. "Yikes. You and Alby alone for a whole month? I'm surprised you two didn't rip each other apart."

He laughs. "Oh, come on Greenbean. Alby's not so bad."

"Yeah, if you call bossy, and strict, and always having a constant frown on his face 'not so bad'."

Newt sighs. We stand there in silence for a minute, until Newt blurts out, "come here, Greenbean. I want to show you something." He puts a warm hand on my lower back and guides us over to a small section on one of the walls. I can vaguely see scratch marks on the cement, but it's not until we're standing a few feet away when I can make out names, all crudely scratched into the surface of the wall. Most of the names I don't recognize, but I can see Newt and Alby's names in the middle.

I turn to Newt. "What's this?"

"Look, I know Alby was planning on telling you this himself, but I guess I'll have to." He took a deep breath, looking at me and rubbing the back of his neck. "Take a look around us, Greenbean."

I did, not knowing what he was asking. I looked back at the Glade behind us, seeing the fields and the Deadheads; the animals around the Bloodhouse all minding their own business. Even from here I could hear the cows mooing and the goats bleating. I could see the boys, all hard at work throughout the space now that they weren't so fascinated with the new arrival. With the sun slowly sinking down for the evening, the Glade actually looked…

"Peaceful, huh?" Newt cut into my thoughts, voicing exactly what I imagined.

I nodded. "Yeah. Well, it wasn't always this way. After Alby and I, and maybe one or two other boys, there was the first wave of about ten. The next few months after that first wave were rough. A lot of stuff happened that we don't like to speak of." He pointed to a few names that were scratched out on the wall. "We call those the dark days. Lost a few Gladers to chaos and fear. They didn't want to continue on in such a life, I s'pose. It's kind of hard to live a life you know you won't be able to get out of."

I turned to him, and saw the dark, sorrowful look on his face as he rubbed a finger over one of the deep marks on the wall. I noticed his other hand rubbing his right leg as if it hurt. In the blink of an eye, the look was gone and replaced with one of hard determination. "But then came order." He turned his body to face me and looked me right in the eye. "You repeat that word to yourself every buggin' minute of the day, Greenbean, until it's engraved in your mind so it's the first thing you say in the morning, and the last thing you whisper at night. Order," he enunciated, now facing the rest of the Glade, "is what's led us this far. If we didn't have order, and our rules, we would all be dead by now. Once we got everything settled, and Alby rose up as the leader, everything else just kind of fell into place."

"We only have three rules, Greenbean, you hear me?" He waited until I looked at him and nodded. "First rule: everyone does their part. Pretty soon, you'll get assigned a job under a Keeper, and you gotta help out. Doesn't matter that you're a girl. Well, not to me at least. Second rule: Never harm another Glader. You don't hurt anyone, and they won't hurt you, plain and simple."

"And the third rule?" He grabbed my shoulders and turned us both to the nearest opening in the walls, which was to our left a few meters. "The third rule is the most important. If you ever break it, you're dead, no matter the buggin' reason you come up with for breakin' it. Never, ever, go outside those walls."

"Why?" Newt ignores me, his gaze caught by the darkness swirling just beyond the gaping openings. I nudge his side with my elbow to catch his attention. "Newt? What's out there?"

In a hollow voice, he answers. "The Maze, Greenbean. The shucking Maze."


Mwahahahah leaving you guys on another cliffhanger. Although it's a really pathetic one in my book. I'm so sorry this chapter is so rushed, and crappy, and boring! I just didn't know where to end this chapter. I would've given you guys more, but if I had, this would've been a reeeaallly long chapter. And we can't have that, can we? Maybe we can... You guys tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it. But I need input! Authors can't do their writing on their own! Next chapter won't be up until at least the 14th because... drumroll. I'M GOING TO DISNEY! I'M SO SHUCKING EXCITED I CAN'T BREATH! And I don't even know where to start when it comes to meeting all the characters. But I know for sure that I'm going to stalk every inch of each park until I meet Peter Pan and Megara, because they're the only two I haven't meet yet in all my years of going to DisneyWorld (which is only, like, three times). Which is sad, because Meg has been my favorite princess for so long. She is literally the cartoon me. Except for the hair, because nobody can have hair that amazing :(.

But anyway...this chapter was kind of a filler, sorry. I feel horrible for giving such a crappy chapter and not posting for a whole week after. But hey, it's better than nothing, right?

See you muchachoes later! And remember to review!