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I screamed in frustration. What kind of blithering idiots take somebody's clothes? Right I forgot...I live with a ton of hormonal teenage boys.

I was so angry.

I could kill somebody.

I felt completely violated, I had to go out in front of everybody to retrieve my clothes. I wrapped the towel around my body tightly and I set off running to catch up with the shuckface.

I caught a glimpse of a boy running and I knew exactly were he was heading...it was dinner time and every single glader would be there...

As soon as we got to where all the gladers where chatting and laughing, I groaned. They all turned to me with wide eyes. Some with hungry expressions which made me feel even more violated. I looked around and my eyes set on where Newt, Minho, Gally and Alby all sat, mouths open and red faces.

Then there came the loud cackling and I snapped my head towards the Glader who very smugly held onto my clothes.

Kol.

I should of guessed.

"Well well, look who we have here," He grinned evily, "missing something?" Everybody was silent, I stood there dripping wet my face stern.

I smiled sweetly at him as I said very slowly, "Your gonna regret ever crossing paths with me."

Then it was his turn to be afraid.

I chased after him all around the kitchen, the gladers eyes never once tore away from the scene.

I stuck my foot out, him banging his knee on a table, in the process. He hunched over but got back up. I took this as my chance to kick him right in his man area. Hard. He yelped and fell over panting. The whole glade started to gasp. I picked up my clothes from beside him and bowed making sure he could see my cleavage and simply stated, "Thankyou." I sauntered off to go change leaving everyone dumbfounded.

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It was early, Newt had left the room about 5 minutes ago presumably to talk to Minho or Alby. I flung my legs over the side of the mattress and pulled a pair of black skinny jeans, a black tanktop and a black off the shoulder baggy jumper from the cabinet. I guess you could say I liked the colour black. Stripping off, I sighed intently. Another day of pure sadness. Quickly, I pulled on my jeans and sorted out my bra, completely oblivious to the door opening.

"Shuck! Sorry Vicky." A thick accent exclaimed, I barely had time to look up and he was out the door shutting it loudly. Blushing a deep red, I continued with my other clothes and pulled on my black sneakers.

The creators had sent me a crate full of bits and bobs that I would need, at least they were kind enough to do that. They even gave me mascara and a mirror. Its that great! I started to brush my long brown hair and I carefully applied the black mascara onto my eyelashes and took one last look in the mirror and headed out the door.

Frypan plopped some porridge into a bowl, his hand hesitantly giving it to me. Everyone had been giving me wearily looks, some even didn't even look which was a first...it was brilliant. I felt normal again.

I chuckled, "Frypan you don't have to be scared of me." He smiled at me and laughed. A genuine laugh, which is not everything you hear in the glade.

Sitting in my usual spot, the 3 boys looked up at me.

"Have you seen Kol? Bloody thing can't even walk." Minho giggled, yes he giggled.

"Gosh, did I hit him that hard?" I asked shocked.

"Hun, you hit him so hard, I don't think his "thing" works anymore."

Then there came the laughter.

Sucky chapter I know but its a filler:) Drama will begin soon and trust me there will be alot of it!