A/N: I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in practically forever. I've had a lot of competitions and test going on. I'll start working on this more, and try to get myself more motivated, but the update periods might still take a while. Here's the chapter!


"Wake up." I hear an insistent voice saying, and feel a hand shaking me, trying to wake me up. I swat at the hand and hear a loud "Ow! That actually hurt!"

"Oh, sorry," I reply drowsily, and turn to face the other side.

"Get up already," I hear a still insistent voice. A few seconds later, I feel my blanket being yanked away from me.

"Hey! Give that back!" I yell.

"No way," the voice replies. I open my eyes and try to grab my blanket back, but it's just out of reach. Grumbling, I get out of bed and drag myself towards Newt.

"Happy?" I ask grumpily. "I'm up."

"Yes. It's time for breakfast," he replies.

"Okay, okay. Give me a minute," I say. I'm about to start changing, but notice that Newt is still in the room. "Get out," I say.

"What?" he asks confused. When he realizes why I said that, he turns bright red, and mutters a sorry.

"It's fine," I reply shortly. "Now get out. I shove him towards the door and close the door after him.

A few minutes later, I walk out of the room. "So, what's for breakfast?" I ask cheerfully, finally fully awake.

"I don't know how you do that," Newt tells me.

"Do what?" I ask, cocking my head sideways.

"I don't know how you can go from grumpy and sleepy in one minute to bright, cheery, and happy the next."

I shrug. "Apparently, the only hard part I have in waking up is the actual getting out of bed part."

We walk out of the Homestead and towards Frypan's kitchen.

"So, what's on the menu today?" I ask Frypan, eager for food.

"For you, pancakes," he replies. "For everyone else, bacon and eggs." I smile at the fact that he remembers how I have decided to be vegetarian as he hands me a stack of pancakes.

"Thanks Frypan!" I say.

"Hey, why don't I get pancakes," I hear a voice complain from behind me and Newt.

I turn around. "Minho?" I say surprised. "Why aren't you out in the maze?"

"I have this shucking injury," he replies, pointing to his right ankle. When I take a closer look, I see that his ankle is all bandaged up.

"What happened?" I ask, curious.

"I sprained it while running out in the Maze yesterday," he replies. "Now I'm prohibited from running in the Maze for 6 weeks. Six! Those shuck faces. Just because my ankle is a little bruised up and swollen. I could spend that time looking for a way out!" he exclaims.

"Alright, alright. Will you calm down if I give you some of my pancakes?" I ask him.

"Do I get pancakes too?" Newt chimes in.

I look at him and smirk. "That depends. How much do you want them?"


After we finish breakfast, Minho gets up and slowly limps to the Med-Jacks while groaning. Apparently he has to go there everyday for a checkup because Jeff and Clint want to make sure that his ankle heals up properly.

Newt is still grinning from the fact that I had ended up giving him one of my pancakes.

I look at him and raise an eyebrow. "How long do you plan on smiling?" I ask him.

"As long as I feel like it," he replies. "Now let's get you to the gardens. You'll be working with Zart."

When we get there, I see a big, tall, black haired boy.

"Adelynn, this is Zart. Zart, this is Adelynn," Newt says.

"Hello," I say.

"Hey." Zart replies. "Today, you'll be helping us Track-hoes with the tilling, weeding, planting, and harvesting."

I nod. "So, how do I start?"

"Zart starts explaining how to do each job and demonstrates it while explaining."

In the middle of his explanation, Newt interrupts. "Well, I would love to hear your long winded explanation, Zart, but I have some other work to do." He then turns toward me. "Good luck working in the Gardens. I hope you don't try to vomit your insides out today," he says, smirking a little.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny." I reply. "I don't think I'm gonna vomit doing gardening. Thanks anyway though."

I watch Newt walk away towards the Homestead, wondering what he would be doing for the day. When he's out of sight, I turn back to Zart. "Continue your explanation, Captain," I say to him.