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I talked to Baker for like, forever, even though, according to Baker's watch, it was around 7:00. The sun was barley there any more, casting an orange glow across the trees.
"We should probably get back." I say frowning. Baker nodded in agreement. I stood up, stretching a little bit since I hadn't been moving. Baker did the same, commenting on the Glade.
"I still can't believe we aren't in the Land any more." she added, as she began walking off. I quickly followed.
"Me neither." I simply responded.
"I mean, one minute we're laughing about how funny a tree looked, now, we're in some place called the Glade? It seems impossible." she says, kicking a pebble.
"Well, sometimes, impossible things happen." I say wondering beside Baker. She sighs.
"Aren't you scared?" she asked, looking at her feet. My brows start to rise, as I nod my head.
"Of course. But... I'm not that scared." I said still looking at Baker. She looks annoyed for some weird shucked up reason. SHIT.
"I'm scared out of my ever-loving mind. I mean..." her words trailed off, followed by a sigh.
"You know what I mean." she says, still sighing.
"Stop it. You sound depressed." I said lightly punching her shoulder.
"I'm not depressed, I'm sad. We probably won't ever see the Land ever again." Baker commented, she said as we reach the open field.
"Why is that a bad thing? Our goal was to get out. And look where we are, OUT." I say popping the T.
"I- I just don't feel safe." she said as she started jogging. I began to follow, to have Baker stop when Rachel bumped into her.
"Umm... Alby sent me to get you guys..." she whispered.
"Why?" I asked eyeing her.
"Um... I think he said there was going to be a Gathering?" Rachel wondered.
"I have no idea what that is, but apparently everybody needs to be there." she frowned, as she started down to that raggity building.
"Well, that's that. Come on." Baker said grabbing my wrist, pulling me towards the building. It took a few swift movements from Baker to get us to the structure. She opened the door, which led out a gut churning screech. Baker took a step forward into the building, dragging me in with her. The building wasn't very nice, it was poorly built, with a lot of the planks of wood peeling off. I can already imagine Beth nailing them down, she was a neat freak. I couldn't wait to see her in here. Rachel crossed the room, with me and Baker following her. She opened a door, and stepped inside. I yanked my wrist away from Bakers grip, as I scrambled after Rachel. The room Rachel had gone in, was quite large, and it held everyone. The room was lit with torches, forming a bright light. I looked up to notice no roof, probably to let the smoke out. The sky was now a dark blue, and that put a smile on my face. They all seemed to be lost in conversation, including the Keepers.
"Baker! Get over here. We need the Keepers." Sonya said sending me a glare. Baker shrugged her shoulders, before joining the group. Rachel grabbed my wrist, and pulled me towards the back. She stood on her tip toes to see over the wall of Landers.
"Come on, we might be able to see from over here." I say walking to the side of the room. Rachel continued to try to see over the massive wall, probably ignoring me.
"LISTEN UP!" Alby shouted, making everyone jump. Everyone immediately shut their mouths.
"As many of you know, I'm Ably, leader of the Glade." he said pacing around the room.
"And for those of you that don't know, this is Sonya, leader of the Land." he said pointing out Sonya, who stood behind him. As soon as he said it, a few murmurers flooded the room.
"What's that supposed to mean? Leader of the Land?" a Glader shouted from the back. Sonya stepped forward.
"Well, this is kinda hard to explain..." she said scratching the back of her head.
"But- Well, we, the Landers, are sorta..." Sonya trailed off, but, lucky for her, Alby was ready.
"They, sorta came from, a place called the Land, which they lived in a similar Glade." Alby finished. That is what sent people off, well, mainly the Gladers.
"What the hell!?"
"What's going on?"
"What do you mean similar Glade?"
Questions were thrown all over, launching panic in the room.
"Oi! Slim it!" I heard Newt exclaim, only making the vocals go higher.
"I SAID SLIM IT!" he shouted, causing me to fall over in surprise. The voices calmed down as I pulled myself up.
"Thank you." Newt sighed running his fingers through his hair. Alby continues to talk. At that moment, I decided to ignore Alby and focus on Newt, who I hadn't much got to know. He was taller than most, I probably reached his shoulder. Skinny too, but, he didn't look weak. He looked strong. It didn't surprise me. All the Gladers looked strong. Much stronger than me, I supposed, and that scared me. I turned my head away from Newt, looking at the Gladers around me. Like I said, they looked stronger, and that scared me. Not much, but, if I could think about it for a while it would easily send shivers down my spine just like a Stinger would. I have only seen one once, when I first came into the Land, but I will never forget a single detail. It looked more like a mutant bug than an animal, with razor sharp mechanical legs, sprouting out of it's sides. The scream that ripped my throat will not be forgotten. The window I was staring out didn't seem to be there. It felt as if the Stinger was right in front of me. I shivered a bit, remembering the metallic creature. My eyes drifted off from the Gladers to Newt, who was paying attention to what Alby was saying a confused look on his face. I don't know why I was staring, I just was. He had caught my eye for unknown reasons. Maybe he just looked attractive. No, that wasn't it. Even though it was true, it wasn't why I was staring. Maybe it's because he wasn't afraid to sit with a Lander, like I wasn't afraid to sit with a Glader. That didn't seem to be it either. Newt's attention suddenly broke, staring down at his feet. He just looked at his feet for a moment, until his gaze caught mine. He raised his brow, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He'd caught me. I felt my cheeks begin to redden, but pushed that down and rolled my eyes. Newt smiled at this, as he started to stare at me. I broke the stare by turning to Rachel, who looked interested in what Alby was saying. I shrugged my shoulders before returning my attention to Alby.
"-apparently is the same. The maze, the walls, the Grievers, everything." Alby finished, still pacing around the room. Instead of arguing, everyone was dead silent. Alby's speech must have been amazing, because Baker, was wiping tears of her cheeks with her hands. Sonya's arms were crossed shooting worried gazes across the room. Thomas had a confused look on his face. I only caught the last bit, but I knew enough to figure out what was going on.
We had to be in a parallel universe.
I laughed silently in my head.
Of course! I said sarcastically in my mind. That put a smile on my face. Nope. Whoever had us in the Land, had had the Gladers in the Glade. But then, that must mean we're important. You don't run two different evil things just for the fun of it. No. This had to be a test. When you do an experiment, you change one variable. In this case, males and females. Where did that come from? As soon as I ask this, the thoughts slip away.
Baker still seemed to be crying. I began to walk past the people in front of me, getting to the front row, where Baker was standing. She looked me in the eyes for a moment, her large light brown eyes gazing into mine, before she wrapped her arms around me. I was taken aback for a moment, but eventually hugged her. I felt her cry into my shoulder.
"We must not panic. We have to stay strong." Alby said crossing his arms. Everyone seemed to be staring at the floor, not speaking a word.
"Since the sudden change, i'm afraid we are also going to have to add some rules." Alby paused sending glares throughout the room.
"Let's start out with our current rules. Rule one, everyone does their part, we don't need slackers. Rule two, never hurt another Glader, or in this case, anyone. Rule three, never go outside the walls." he finished as he started to pace around.
"Now, does anyone have any suggestions?"
3rd POV
Gally hated seeing Amy like this. Miserable. Before everything happened, Amy was the brightest. She could turn anybody's frown into a goofy smile, but could turn into a red hot pepper if you gave her a reason to. He missed that Amy. Sometimes, just sometimes, a little of her past self shines through. But whenever that happens, she quickly patches the ray with needle and thread. He wishes she would just get over him. Gally deeply wanted her back. Whenever he brought it up, her eyes would turn a deep grey, and she seemed to be on the urge of crying. So, he never really asked. He cared for her happiness. He remembered the day he promised her to never say it. His name. It was cloudy, and it had been raining for the past week. They were in the kitchen, eating breakfast. Baker was in the kitchen, finishing the dishes, so she wouldn't be sitting with them. They were talking about how depressed everyone seemed, when Gally said "You- you kinda seemed depressed all the time. I mean, you never smile the same anymore, like you're happy. Ever since-" he said, and immediately regretted it. "Don't." Amy stared as she pointed a finger at him. "Don't. Just don't. Don't say it. Promise me you won't ever say it." she whispered, her eyes filled with anger, yet hope lingered somewhere deep inside them. He was aback for a moment, but then knew what she meant. He was about to say his name. She wouldn't be asking for promises if she didn't know Gally could keep it.
Gally shivered at the thought of that day, the cool feeling of that day still carries weight in his heart. Even though today was sunny and bright, with Amy that upset about him, it honestly made Gally want to cry. Amy was different. Even though, he had done something terrible, Amy forgave him. Thomas and Minho did the same, but was never as close as Amy was. She wasn't depressed. At least, she didn't seem depressed. She seemed to be happy, but, lots of things weren't the same anymore. She smiled, and had fun, it just- wasn't her.
And Gally knew that.
He sensed it.
And when he heard Amy blow up at Minho, he knew she had finally cracked. She had finally got the courage to let it all go. All the feelings she had kept in were pouring out. And he knew it was going to be hell. The emotions that were held within Amy were explosive. That optimist girl had a hell of a lot of shucking feelings that had been stabbed, making her vulnerable. Gally shook his head. Amy needed help.
"What the shucking hell happened?" Gally asked grabbing one of Minho's shoulders.
"She- she just..." Minho trailed off, a worried look plastered upon his face.
"We should probably leave her alone for a while." Gally said, patting Minho on the back. They turned their back, about to leave.
That's when he heard those small feet pound in the wooden floor of the hospital. Baker.
"I heard Amy. Where the shucking hell is she?" Baker said practically pushing Gally against the wall.
"Slim it Baker. Amy just needs a little time alone." Minho replied.
"I want to see her. Now. I don't care if she beats the shit out of me. I want to see her." Baker hissed, turning to Minho.
"Baker, you need to calm down. Amy just-" Baker cut Minho off.
"Calm down my ass! Let me see her!" she shouted, pushing Minho out of the way. Minho grabbed her shoulders.
"Baker. You need to slim it. Amy, she isn't the best right now." he said shaking her a bit.
"I'm not going to fucking slim it Minho! I going to see Amy,and there isn't a thing you can do to stop me." Baker exclaimed tearing Minho's hands off her shoulders. Minho raised his eyebrow, as he looked towards Gally. Gally shrugged, before doing what Minho had signaled him to do. Gally grabbed Baker from behind, pining her arms to the side.
"What the shuck are you doing you slinthead?" Baker asked as Minho grabbed her legs, pulling her off the ground. They took a moment to steady, before they started to get out of the hospital.
"No. Don't do this. Let me see her. Let me see her. This is downright klunk!" Baker shouted as they excited the hospital. She began to trash a bit, before both of their grips tightened. Instead of giving up, Baker continued to fight off Gally and Minho. Gally knew she wasn't going to give up that easily. Baker was stubborn, and would put up a fight. They made it about a quarter mile away from the hospital to the pit, when Gally started to get frustrated.
"Baker, this is for your own good. Amy just tried to kill herself, and she isn't the happiest person at the moment." Gally shouted, making a few of the Gladers turn their heads.
"I know! I wanna help! I feel hopeless knowing she's in there all alone, no one to comfort her!" Baker replied, looking up to Gally. He stared in her eyes for a moment, which were light brown, and for a slit second, he noticed how much her eyes looked like Amy's. Even though her's were green, they had little bits of light brown. And that made Gally want to cry.
"Minho, she's right. I'm going, and so is Baker." Gally said stopping. Minho raised his brows.
"What do you mean?" Minho questioned, lowering Baker's feet. Once he had, Gally let go of Baker, having her standing upwards.
"Thank you." Baker whispered to Gally before she rushed back to the hospital. Gally turned to Minho. He sadly shrugged his shoulders.
Gally quickly followed her, nearly tripping a couple of times on some rocks, he wasn't paying attention. He really wasn't focused on the ground at the moment. When Gally and Baker reached her door, they hesitated for a couple moments. Gally took a second look at Baker. Her hair was in a ratted mess, and she appeared to be sweating. Baker was the type to keep herself tidy, today wasn't like that. She seemed rushed. Baker's dark fingers touched the door lightly. He could tell she was scared. She took a deep breath, before she slowly opened the door. Baker quietly entered the room, leaving Gally in the hallway. He closed his eyes.
It's going to be okay. Amy is going to be fine. Gally thought, sighing, before he entered the room.
Amy lay on the cot with a couple of pillows to form a comfortable sleep. She slept on her side facing Gally, her chest rising and falling. Baker sat on the bottom of the cot, her hands in her lap. She was hopelessly staring at Amy. He saw her eyes start to water.
"Are you done?" he asked leaning against a nearby wall. She quickly shook her head. Gally sighed, as he sat on the chair next to the bed. Well, Amy called it a bed, but it was always a cot.
1st POV (Back into her dreams...)
I woke up with someone tapping my shoulders. I ignored it. I sat with my knees huddled to my chest, my head in my knees. My arms were wrapped around my legs, blocking me out from all the world. I was comfortable.
"Hey. Wake up." a think accented voice cooed next to me. It wasn't a Lander's vocals. I sighed.
"Go away." I said with a groggy voice, shooing whoever woke me up with my hand.
"You sure shank? Your time in the Slammer is up." the voice called again. I lifted my head, to see Newt standing beside me, on the dirt ground. I rolled my eyes, slightly smiling.
"So Sonya's in next?" I questioned,releasing my arms that were hugging my legs.
"Yea." I heard Sonya sigh. I turned to the Slammer door, where Sonya stood. I could see her in the dim light of the sunset.
"Fine. What time is it?" I asked, slowly pulling myself up.
"Dunno. Probably around seven?" Newt wondered, he shrugged.
"Alrighty then, I guess I'll be in here..." Sonya trailed off, sitting in the unsteady chair. We didn't have a Slammer back in the Land, so this was all new to me . Well, the whole Glade was new to me. It was new to everyone.
"Bye..." I smiled slightly as Newt closed and locked the door with a few swift movements. Sonya could be a pain in the ass, but she never let us down. We started towards that, well, what I heard Alby call it 'Homestead' We walked in silence. I had noticed Newt's limp, again. I didn't want to be rude, so I didn't ask.
We didn't have a Slammer back in the Land. Hell, our only rule was not to leave the Land. Everyone here was so, well, neat. They had rules, they had order. Alby must have been a good leader. Sonya was fair. She was an excellent leader. I doubt we would even be alive if she hasn't calmed us down.
"So, how does it feel to be the first girl to end up in the Slammer?" Newt asked, slightly laughing. I turned to him.
"Hey, don't judge me. She punches my friend, I punch back." I joked.
"Yes, Gally had to pry you off her." He said, sending a smile my way. I giggled.
"Well, she started it." I smirked, skipping a bit.
"Doesn't matter. You hit her." he said, his face turning all serious. I tripped on my feet for second, but quickly caught myself. I shrugged.
"What did you do while I was gone?" I asked holding my hands behind my back. Newt shrugged.
"Well, everyone got the tour, so I'm gonna to have to give you the tour." Newt rolled his eyes.
"Am I that bad?" I asked with a surprisingly, a smile on my face. Newt turned to me.
"So far in my experience, yes. In two days, you have managed to get in the Slammer for breaking the rules," he said pointing back at the Slammer. "stared at people, sassed people, managed to eat that egg salad sandwich without puking all over. So far, you seem pretty bad." Newt finished. I tapped him on the shoulder to look at me.
"Is that bad?" I smirked, raising an eyebrow. Newt just eyed me.
"Nope." He said popping the p.
By then, we had reached homestead, ready for dinner. That stale bread I had for lunch wasn't all that tasty. I entered the kitchen, with Newt behind me.
I got in the long line, just to get a sandwich. And not a very good one either. I frowned as I grabbed the pate, which held a smelly sandwich, an apple, and a couple baby carrots.
"Yummy..." I mumbled sarcastically, grabbing a glass of water. I brought my 'dinner' to the table I sat at yesterday, which once again was empty. I sat down, picking at the sandwich, I honestly had no idea what was in it. I slowly took a bite, as the foul taste flooded my taste-buds. I gagged. Whoever cooked this monstrosity of a sandwich had to be mad. MONSTROSITY? Where on Earth did that come from?
Like yesterday, the Landers were sitting on the grass, shooting glares at me and the Gladers. I once again rolled my eyes. I put my sandwich down, and grabbed my apple. It didn't look so bad. I took a bite, and shrugged my shoulders, letting out a small "hmm.." I suddenly felt a slight tap on my shoulder.
"Hi." Rachel smiled, taking a seat beside me. I took another bite of the apple, slightly waving with my free hand.
"How was this so called 'Slammer'?" she questioned, taking a carrot from my plate.
"Wasn't too bad. I was asleep most of the time, so I really wouldn't know." I replied as Rachel took a bite of the carrot.
"Well, the tour was pure torture. Everyone was rambling questions!" she whispered.
"Not so shy now, are you?" I ask mouth full of the apple.
"I- I'm getting a little comfy." she says, taking another bite of the carrot.
"Good for you." I say sarcastically. I looked back at the Landers, and, once again, they were staring at me. And the Gladers.
"Did you learn anything important?" I ask, returning my gaze back to Rachel. She brought her finger to her temple.
"Nothing much. Everything seems to be where it was in the Land." Rachel frowns.
"Well that's not that exciting..." I mumble, finally taking a bite of the carrots. I shrugged my shoulders. It wasn't too bad.
HAGD Hope you enjoyed! I am having a major writers block, I can't seem to think strait with my little sister repeating everything I say, so sorry if the end was a bit plain. Also, thank you soooo much for you follows and favorites! I read some of my chapters, and now I think they are a little cliche... But I LOVE them...