Well im back for another round. Im sorry the last chapter was so short. I was on a timed schedule haha. The next update is going to be a while only because my schedule until next week really sucks. But I will try my best.

Chapter 4

After I left the Counsel Hall I figured it would be a while before I saw Newt so I took it upon myself to wander. The weather outside was perfect, just like it always is, or so i've heard, so I took a seat in the grass. The patch I picked was warm and I smiled to myself, laying back I looked up at the cloudless sky. So far today had been an utter failure and it kind of sucked. How was I going to be here for I dont even know how long, without finding a place I fit into. Sighing I closed my eyes and pressed the heels of my palms them hard enough I saw flashing spots.

"Oi! Greenie! Get your ass out of my way!" An angry voice growled at me from behind so I sat up and looked back to see a couple boys carrying heavy looking pieces of wood, the one that spoke was a tall kind of burley looking boy with what seemed like a permanent scowl on his face.

"Oh im so sorry I wasnt aware people were going to be walking here.." I deadpanned at his inital rudeness and he just rolled his eyes.

"Get your shuckin ass up now girl. I've got things to do." He barked out and I pushed myself up while I mumbled obscenities under my breath.

"Why don't you try asking a little nicer next time? See where that gets you." As soon as I stand he pushes past me and the other two boys follow after, one mumbles a sorry at me and I shake me head and decide to entertain myself with something else. I headed towards the small kitchen thinking that I will either make myself something to eat or help Frypan if he allows me to. As I approached the building I heard the clanging of pots and pans and I smelt something rather delicious. I knocked as I walked into the kitchen,

"Hey Fry!" I called as I walked in and placed myself at the counter, the boy looks up from the pan he's stirring to my face.

"Oh hey Jo, whats happenin?" He smiles at me before moving over to peeling some potatoes.

"Well my first day was a complete failure and now I don't know what to do so..I figured I would see if you needed some help." I smile back at him and place my chin in my palm. I was expecting him to laugh and shoo me away but I was surprised when he placed the peeler and some potatoes in front of me.

"Sure. Cooking for a glade full of shanks can be stressful so I think ill give you a chance to see what you can do. Maybe you'll wow the shucking pants off me and ill have to make you a cook." I make a surprised face as he looks at me and snaps his fingers at me telling me to get started.

"Oh! Right! Sorry" I stutter and pick up the half finished potato.

Hours pass and I was pretty proud of myself since I had not only peeled my weight in potatoes but I also mashed them and started on cooking vegetables. Fry came up behind me and slapped me on the shoulder, I looked back at him and he had a big smile on his face.

"You did pretty well for your first time. I'm impressed, I would never let any of these other messy shanks help me. They would either eat everything before I can serve it or they would catch something on fire." He nods at me and I shrug

"I wouldn't trust a bunch of rowdy boys in a kitchen either. But thanks for letting me help you." I cant hold back the smile that spreads across my face. I'm really glad that, even though the start of my day was a total failure, I turned it around and actually helped out. I think that I will consider staying a being a cook for all these hungry boys.

Once everything was done Frypan and I carried everything out to a table, I was surprised yet again when there was already a line forming to get food. I set down the mashed potatoes and went back inside and grabbed stacks of plates. I set them down on the table when I looked up and met the familiar brown eyes of the Asian kid, who's name I still don't know,

"Having fun Greenie? I figured you would have given up by now." He says with a smirk, I roughly hand him his plate and frown up at him.

"What are you trying to say? Oh wait...I know what you're saying, you're saying that because I'm a girl and obviously not fit to be a slicer or anything that requires heavy lifting that I wouldn't fit in and would be crying to myself in a corner. Well that's rather sexist of you, and since you just made yourself sound like a complete ass I'm going to step back so Fry can properly serve you your food before I decide to paint your face with it." I gave him a mockingly friendly couple of pats on his chest and turned around with my own plate and walked off.

I shook my head and my anger level was so insane I couldn't hold back the string of angry rants,

"Who the hell does he think he is?! Stupid boy with his stupid smirk. Just because i'm a girl doesn't mean I'm helpless. What I wouldn't give to shove my foot so far up his ass right now." I say and plop down at the table with Winston and Clint. They look up at me with a questioning look.

"What happened to you? Your face is almost as red as your hair." Winston points at me with his fork and I look at him still frowning.

"I hate him. Hes an arrogant jerk and I just want to slap him so hard his head flies off." I stuff a fork full of food in my mouth as Clint and Winston look to each other.

"Well the only shanks I can think of are either Minho or Gally." Clint states rather softly and Winston nods,

"I'm gonna say its probably Minho. I don't think Gally even wants to talk to her..no offense Jo, but Minho sounds like your arrogant shank. What did he even say to you?" Winston asks me and I shake my head with a sigh.

"I don't want to talk about it, Its just going to piss me off more." I say and quietly go back to my food. Once everyone is finished I help Frypan with the dishes. Its the least I could do and I honestly don't feel like being around other boys.

"Yo, Jo, I got this, you go get some sleep. You look like you're about to drop. There's not much left so get." He nudges me with his shoulder and I give him a small grateful smile and wipe my hands on a towel before I walk out of the kitchen and towards the homestead. I carefully step over boys asleep on the ground as I make my way to my hammock. Once there I kick my shoes off and slide into it, I curl up and close my eyes. I'm ready for this day to be over.

There you are, Chapter 4 is complete, it was a bit of a filler chapter and the next one will involve more life and more Minho. I'm sorry It took so long for Jo to learn his name but I don't want this to be one of those instant love stories, so its going to take some time. But thanks for reading and please review! You da best!