Another update before I go to sleep! This one is a bit longer then the last and has just a bit of Minho's POV. You'll see friendships blossom before my OC along with other Gladers along with some not so friendly relationships form within the next few chapters as she tries out all the different jobs. I can tell you off the bat though; my OC will not be a runner. I just don't really like the OC being a runner and all, I don't know why but that's just me. Anyways, hope you enjoy this and if it's not too much to ask a review would be totally awesome!

ptl4ever419: Hi there! Thanks for the review! To explain your question is a bit of a spoiler though, since you are asking I assume you know that. WICKED made two testing groups; the boys with Thomas and Teresa is Group A. Then, there is Group B which was entirely girls except a boy who was equivalent to Teresa. You find out about them in The Scorch Trials! They actually already started filming it and is scheduled to be out next year :0

On with the story!

"One… Two… Three!"

She watched amazed as the boys threw torches into a pit, watching as a fire burst out of it. She smiled wide seeing all the boys cheer and laugh together. Despite everything, it seemed so nice, they were all they had and in moments like this it clearly showed how close they were with one another. Even if she was the outcast who didn't fit in at the moment; the smile slowly faded at the thought that she may never fit in because she was a girl.

Awhile later she found herself sitting near the fire, it was nice just to watch it and she supposed that as long as she watched it no one would come up to her, or think she heard them talking about her.

She heard a name being cheered on; he was one of the builders that looked at her. They called him Gally, he didn't seem too nice but she didn't really know. Boys acted strange with each other, it make her smile sometimes.

"You okay there, She-bean?"

She scrunched up her nose at Newt, "I liked Greenie better then that. Not that I see why you'd compare the newbie with food."

Newt laughed and shook his head, "Well, at least I got you to talk. Minho was betting you wouldn't say a word through the celebration."

She raised her eyebrows at the comment before bringing her knees up to her chest, "Everyone seems like they just want to watch me from a distance or something. I can still hear people talking about me." She came up with two conclusions that either most of the Gladers didn't quite grasp what whispering was, or it simply was a boy thing. She already heard some groups of boys around talking about what they thought of her, she swore if she heard another 'Do you think she's hot' she was going to punch that person. She wasn't going around evaluating everyone; it seemed unfair that they didn't even think that it would stir up some feeling in her.

Newt frowned a bit, almost as if he had read her thoughts. "I'll talk to Alby in the morning, get the boys to knock it off. It's just that we've never had a girl before and they don't have much going around upstairs." He tapped on the top of her head making her smile a bit and feel more at ease.

"Thanks, Newt…" She took a sip of her water, she was offered some type of drink earlier but just by the smell of it she could tell it wasn't good so it was quickly turned down. She realized though, practically all the Gladers were drinking that stuff.

"What you got that for?" Newt asked, motioning to her bottle with his own causing her to smile sheepishly.

"That's not really my thing—" She stopped midsentence as she remembered saying that before she swore she did.

"Hey, what's your name and why don't you have a drink?"

"Mary. That's not really my thing, you know?"

She couldn't see the person who she had talked to, she couldn't remember where or when, or even if they were in a room. All she remembered were the words. –More importantly her name.

"Mary…" She stood up at once, grabbing Newt's arm and grinning wide. "Mary! My name is Mary!"

Newt grinned in reply taking the hand that held onto him and raised it in the air, cheering along with everyone else. She couldn't help but laugh in response, being with boys might not be too bad after all. Before she knew it Mary felt herself being lifted and let out a small shriek as she glanced down to see Minho put her up on his shoulders as everyone was clapping each others backs and sipping that awful smelling drink. She felt herself blush just a bit, she couldn't help but notice how attractive he was but she tried to rid that idea out of her mind. Still being up on Minho's shoulders, she clung to him, making the crowd laugh before they slowly dispersing back to their activities. She heard a few of them talk, and despite her previous statement of punching the person who made another evaluation of her she smiled.

"The Greenie's not too bad after all, huh?"

"She's a lot better when she's smiles, that's all."

She felt as if she couldn't possible smile more then she did at that moment, and with that she pulled just a bit on Minho's ear; of course he made a bigger deal out of it and was mockingly clutching to his ear after putting her down.

"Couldn't ask me anyway nicer, could you, Greenie?"

Mary rolled her eyes and gently bumped her shoulder against his, "I just said its Mary, Minho."

He merely grinned in response, "Well, get used to it Mary. Till the next Greenie comes up I'm sure you'll still get called it often."

As if proving his point Newt came over and thrusting a drink in her hand, "C'mon Greenie. Gotta at least buggin' try it." Minho smirked and Mary rolled her eyes before taking the drink and confidently took a large gulp. Once the liquid hit her tongue though she instantly regretted it and spit most of it out of her mouth, causing several people to laugh in response.

"—What the hell is in that?" She asked, coughing into her elbow and shaking her head in disgust. "Trying to kill me or something?"

The boys grinned and shrugged in response, "Can't really tell you, love." Newt began before jabbing a finger at Gally, "He's the one who makes the bloody thing. Doesn't tell a soul what's in it either."

"Get's the job done though, that's for sure." Minho added which caused Mary to roll her eyes.

"You do know that we're all a bit too young to drink?"

The boys merely raised their eyebrows in response, "Don't think there's much at stake being in a place like this." Minho said, Newt nodding a bit in return.

She didn't know how she almost forgot where she was at the moment, of course it didn't really apply here, other then the fact that it still felt wrong to Mary. It was probably evident that she felt that way since none of them protested when she handed the drink back.

She glanced past the fire and saw some boys had formed a circle and looked over curiously, "Hey… What are they doing over there?"

"Ah," Newt began. "Just a little game they have. Two people in the circle and whomever gets pushed out firs loses. Simple as that."

"Gally usually beats whoever gets pushed in to challenge," She could tell by his tone that he didn't go up against Gally and that was his reasoning in not being in there. Mary had to smirk a bit at that, and looked to Minho with wide eyes, daring him. "Why don't you go up against him?"

A few boys caught her words and soon all the boys were chanting Minho's name. The boy stared right at her and she gave him a warm smile, almost as if showing him she believed he could do it. With that he was up on his feet, allowing people to push him into the circle.

She noticed a slight change in Gally's attitude but when some of his friends began backing him up, he went back to his cocky self. This wasn't just a game, she could see that now, this was about pride.

Minho smirked at Gally who was arrogantly repeating the rules, even though there was no real point to it. He then nodded over to Mary, "Shorty over there gets to count us off."

Mary narrowed her eyes at the new nickname causing a few 'oohs' to come from the crowd but she shrugged it off for the moment, she was too curious too see how the game would turn out. "One… Two… Three!"

Long story short, Gally got a few scrapes on his face for falling on a few rocks. Minho was a runner; she assumed he had to be in top shape for that. He was quick, strong and intelligent, though Gally did get him down a few times because Minho acted too cocky and tried to sit in the limelight for a while. She didn't find it too annoying though, for some reason his attitude felt familiar and that feeling made her feel warm and she couldn't stop smiling.

Gally was obviously upset about the loss and it made her a bit guilty that she suggested that Minho should play, she only hopped that Gally wouldn't be so upset as time went by. After the game, Alby had come out to say that the Gladers needed to head off to sleep, that they still had to work the next day so everyone was quickly putting things away and made for the homestead. It was then did she realize that she had no idea where she was going to be sleeping and awkwardly shuffled to Alby. To make things worse she saw multiple boys around him, she assumed they were all keepers, aside from Newt who was Second in Command.

"Alby?" Her small voice called from outside the group of boys, making them all turn around. Some of them smiled at her, others not so much, making her curl herself even farther into herself.

"What is it Greenie?" Something about his tone made her think they were discussing about her and she quickly curled her fingers into a fist.

"I just need to know where I should sleep. I could just sleep outsi-"

"The She-bean can be my roommate for now, it'll keep her away just till we get some new rules set up." From the shock looks from most of the other boys, minus Newt who looked at the Asian boy more carefully, she felt as if this was the most responsible thing he's said. Alby nodded in reply and told him to get back after he showed her his room, well their room now.

Mary followed Minho as he walked to the Homestead and quickly fell into step with him, "Thank you…" She replied softly, looking around the building that had several rooms with boys getting ready for bed all around. She quickly moved her eyes on the floor in front of her feet to make sure where she was going and keep away from anything she did not want to see.

Minho laughed in response, "I was going to ask why, you expression says it all though." He grinned cheekily at her before heading up the stairs, "Can't lie to you shorty, you'll probably be screaming your little head off about finding a new roommate. Only so much perfection one person can take."

Mary rolled her eyes, "Oh, I can imagine it now. I'll probably be throwing anything at you and begging to room with anyone but you, probably even Gally."

At the last bit Minho clutched his heart in mock pain, "You can't possible swoop that low, Shorty." She merely smirked just a bit in response and as Minho opened a door and stepped inside the room. Inside were two beds and she couldn't help but smile a bit at a few articles of clothing spread across the room before Minho caught her gaze and she swore she caught a bit of a blush on his face before he motioned to the bed on the left.

"You can take that one, I'll be back soon, okay Mary?" She smiled in response and nodded a bit as she watched Minho chuck some clothes onto his bed before leaving. This was the first time since she was alone since she had awoken in the box. Slowly crawling on the makeshift bed she let everything was over her like the tides of an ocean. She felt scared, confused, and angry… She also felt relieved though, at least she wasn't treated badly by everyone so far just because she was a girl. She also remembered the happiness when she remembered her name, how everyone seemed to come together as one, she was certain it would be one if her fondest memories. She didn't know when but before she knew it she was in deep sleep.

((While Mary was alone upstairs))

"It's going to bring problems for us. Plus, the fact that it's a girl, what can she do? We can't just give her special treatment and not take part; I say we banish her."

There were a few subtle nods between a few keepers but there were some obviously troubled with Gally's rash statement, and Minho was one of them. "What exactly happened for you to think she's even dangerous? Plus, she can do her part. Newt already told her she would start trying out jobs tomorrow."

Once again, a few more nods. Not many voiced opinions, it wasn't a real gathering but it was on everyone's mind and it needed to be discussed a bit. "We'll see for a few days and have an official gathering tomorrow." Alby said and this got most people to nod in response. "Best thing now is to get some sleep, Newt make sure the Greenie gets up tomorrow and works with Winston. She'll start with the Slicers, like everyone else." Gally finally nodded in approval since se wasn't going to get any special treatment and everyone dispersed at Alby's dismissal.

"So, Mary?"

Minho turned around at Newt's comment before laughing as if the idea was incredulous, "What? Cause I'm letting her sleep in my room? Just saved her from getting roomed with one of you shucks."

They both chuckled a bit before Newt rolled his eyes and stepped into the Homestead. "See you in the bloody morning, you shuck."

"You got it," Minho winked before making his way up to his room. He opened the door quietly and walked in to almost inaudible snoring, it was so quiet it was actually cute. He shook the thought off before noticing that she didn't have a sheet of any kind and forgot to ask for one. "Shuck," he mumbled quietly before pulling one of his sheets over her sleeping body. He looked at her form for a moment; he wanted to get to know her more. After seeing her smile at him before and after his go with Gally he wanted to see it as much as possible.

"Night, Greenie. Your gonna have one hell of a day tomorrow," he climbed into his own bed, slipping under the sheet and falling asleep as well.

Woo! Hope you liked that, a little cuteness here and there but a lot of tension can grow as well. R&R!