I gasped for air as I felt myself moving. I sat up quickly and looked around. I was in some sort of metal crate, in the form of an elevator. I was going up. The elevator stopped, and I fell flat on my back. Two doors opened above me and I saw a blue sky. Then, a bunch of boys surrounded the entrance. "It's a girl," one of the boys said.

"No shit, Newt," one of the other boys said. They were all staring at me like they'd never seen a girl before. One of them got into the crate and helped me up.

"I'm Thomas, by the way."

"...I don't- I can't remember my name..." Thomas looked at the boys for a moment, then back at me.

"That's alright. I couldn't remember mine when I first arrived here. It'll come to you." He smiled, and I did the same, but weakly. "Come on, let's get you out of this rusty crate." I nodded and allowed him, Newt and the boy whose name I learned was Alby, to help me out.

"Who's this, Greenie?" A tall, freckled blonde boy asked Thomas.

"She can't remember her name. She just got here. The note says she's the last one, ever," Newt replied.

"Great. Just what we need. Another girl," the blonde said with aggravation.

"Just go back to work, Gally," Alby said. I gasped and a flashback came to me.

He smiled at me as I laughed at one of his many jokes. We were holding hands, eating lunch together. "You're so amazing..." he said to me. I stopped laughing and smiled at him.

"You okay?" Thomas questioned me. I nodded after I caught my breath. I then followed Thomas around the Glade, as he was giving me the tour. He showed me the kitchen, the meeting hut, the deadheads, the watchtower, the hammocks, the medical hut, and the fire pit. The last destination was the Maze entrance.

"What's this place?"

"It's called the Maze. It's where runners, like me, go to discover new things. New ways that might be our escape from the Glade."

"Any luck yet?" I questioned.

"Not yet. Minho and I are hoping to find something soon though." I nodded and looked at it for a bit longer until the girl name Teresa walked over. She kissed Thomas, so I assumed they were a couple.

"Who's this?" she asked.

"She doesn't remember her name, so, for now, we'll call her Greenie." Teresa shakes my hand with a smile.

"Nice to meet you. I do hope you remember your name soon, though. I'd really like to be able to call you by your actual name, not the basic insult," she said, elbowing Thomas in the ribs.

"Ow! What the heck?!"

"Give her a better name. Greenie is an insult and you know it." He sighed but nodded.

"Alright, fine. What would you like to be called?" Thomas asked me.

"Umm...how about..." I looked around for some help. I saw something in the ground, and I should've known what it was, but I just couldn't remember. "What's that thing?" I asked them. They turned and looked.

"That's a flower. It's called a daisy," Teresa said with a smile. I smiled back.

"That can be my name for now. Daisy."

"Alright, Daisy. From what you've seen, how do you like it here so far?" Thomas questioned. I smiled.

"It's been good." Thomas nods.

"Good. We all want you to feel welcome here." I nodded and followed them to the kitchen for lunch. Lunch was very awkward, considering Gally kept staring at me. Every time I saw him looking, I had to look away or put my head down. It was very uncomfortable. Then, as I helped Teresa in the garden, he was watching me as he built things.

"Why does he keep staring at me?" I asked Teresa. Teresa looks and rolls her eyes.

"He doesn't like new people. He was rude to me too."

"But did he stare?"

"No...just don't look too much into it. He's a hard-ass that is angry pretty much all the time." I nodded and continued helping her. Dinner was just as weird, considering he was staring again. I quickly ate, then told everyone I was going to bed. Teresa brought me to my hammock since she was going to bed as well. That day was so tough, but not as tough as the days to come were.