Chapter 5

"What are you doing?" She looked up from a table. Legend was standing on the other side with his arms placed on his hips.

"I should ask you that." She looked back at her papers. "If you're late again they're gonna make you a slopper." She threatened him, but he only shrugged in a response.

"It's not that I can control it anyway…" He sighed. "After all only runners get watches." She had to admit he had a point.

"I will wake you up from now on." It definitely wasn't an offer. Legend's green eyes glimpsed with joy.

"Alright, I mean thanks, greybeard." She showed him her tongue.

"Oh, you are so very welcome." She almost rolled her eyes.

She looked back down on her papers, when she felt a weight being pushed onto the bench she was sitting on. Oh right, Legend was still here.

"So… why aren't you with builders?" He looked puzzled at the sight of drawings.

"Well, Gally over there-" She pointed out with a pencil. "Is not only an ass but also incapable of doing the job right, so I took it upon myself to change that." She tried to explain. "You know, Legend, building stuff isn't as easy as it looks. You need to be strong enough to carry all this things around, which this time I don't think I'm capable of doing. Fortunately you also need the idea of what you want to build. And when you do you should draw it and see if something needs changing or improvements. And Gally never does that, which is stupid, because he doesn't even know how long the logs have to be. He just puts them together the way they are and it pisses me off."

"Wow, aren't you just a nit-picker?" He laughed not taking seriously her words. "They're building storages not castles."

"But if there purely done they can fall apart and destroy everything inside. You seriously did not listen to me, did ya?" She shook her head focusing back on her work. But now she doubted Gally would even take a look. It probably would be a success if he took the papers without the annoy smirk of his promising to take a look, when in fact he wouldn't even unroll it.

She sighed heavily. She needed a job and even though it was her first trial she couldn't really see herself as a slaughter or runner. It's not like they would let her try out for the job anyway. But if this job had gone wrong how could she have known the rest wouldn't be as pathetic?

"Alright, alright…" Legend rubbed her shoulder slowly sensing her distress. "Shank,… How about I make you that tea you wanted in the morning?" He offered and she grinned at him, letting go some of the stress just for his sake.

"That would be about time." He stood up quickly and practically ran into the 'kitchen'.

By the lunch time she had most of her work done. She counted how long every log should be and where to put them. The sketch wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. True the pencil left some marks were she tried to erase it making the paper slightly dirty and grey, but she was actually proud. Too bad Gally wouldn't even give a fu-

"Hey, love." Newt sat down next to her with two plates in his hands. "I brought you some-" He stopped talking and took a look at what she was looking. "That's bloody impressive." He complimented her and she automatically looked at him with a huge smile plastered on her face, when she only found seriousness on his face. "Gally told me about your work, but I never expected it to look this good."

"Thanks, Newt." She felt her cheeks go red. "Too bad he won't even care to take a look." She sighed. She rolled the paper and put it aside with the rest of the tools to make place for the meal.

"Don't underestimate him. He acts tough in front of his shanks," She figured he meant pals from work. "Especially around greenies, but he did sound exited, when he told me about your plans. He also said you're feisty, which I already knew by the way," He smirked. "And he likes the challenge."

She was actually pretty shocked, which he obviously did not have to admit. It was already written all over her face. While they ate Newt told her more about bonfires and she in return told him about her and Legend's arrangement.

"I can help you with that. I mean I could wake you up and then we could wake him together." She noticed the watch with many functions on his hand and decided his offer actually made lots of sense.

"Sure, I mean you have a watch with alarm and it would be kinda embarrassing if I overslept myself." She chuckled at the idea. Obviously she wouldn't laugh then. It would end up horribly for both Legend and her. After all she'd have to help him with his slopper job, which she already knew would be pathetic, but she wouldn't leave Legend hanging.

"Is it why he made you tea?" Newt pointed now an empty glass with a fork he held in his hand. She nodded in respond.

Soon a blond boy with a timid smile walked up to them and carefully took his sit in front of Newt. The scene made Newt chuckle and the girl looked between two boys weirdly as the incomer greeted them.

"Love, this is Zart – keeper of gardeners, Zart,"He turned his head playfully to the boy. "this is our she-bean. As I've already told, you she doesn't bite."

"Yet." She added with a smirk and received a worried glance from Zart and annoyed look from Newt.

"Wow, thanks for your cooperation, love." He rolled his eyes at me.

"I'm sorry," She chuckled. "I just couldn't resist." At first Zart seemed really intimidated, but as the time passed he started slowly opening up. He wasn't as cocky as Newt and not as lively as Legend, but he was amiable. Soon other guys joined us and now I knew quiet some people or Gladers as they called themselves. One of them, Peter, worked as a builder. For her little disagreement with Gally that morning he did not have yet an occasion to introduce himself.

Eventually, everyone had to go back to work. There was still a lot of work for everyone to do.
"We'll see ya at the bonfire, greenie." Most of them said and left.

She began working, once again terrified of what Gally would do. But she remembered what Newt had told her and she decided to suck up. She was putting the final touches to the project, when a shadow formed above her. She looked up and noticed the keeper himself.

"You done, trouble?" He didn't even bother to sit down.

"Give me a minute more." She did not wait for him to agree, she simply came back to work. She heard him sighed, but she didn't have enough time to roll her eyes. "Here." She gave him the papers. He took it roughly from her and put the roll between his arm and his side.

"I'll tell you what I think first thing in the morning, now go get ready for the bonfire." Then he walked away and she let out the breath she did not know she was holding nor why. She took all of her tools off of the table and went to Newt's her room.

When she was inside she put on an oversized T-shirt, one of few Newt let her have until the creators sent something for her. It was light blue and she liked hot it contrasted against her jeans. Looking outside the window she noticed boys were putting up a huge fire place. As she observed them she began playing with her hair, brushing it slowly with her tender fingers. She would have to ask creators for a hairbrush, but for now her fingers had to do the job.

She considered getting out and helping the boys, but somehow she felt too worn out to even step away from the window. Somehow she made it to the bed and the last thought of hers was 'I'm only gonna lye for two minutes' and darkness overtook her.