Chapter 17
Thomas's POV:
He was so confused. Words flowed out of everyone's mouth, but he couldn't recognize any of them. Shank? Slinthead? Greenie? Shuckface? Klunk? Where was he? What was going on? Where was the Glade? How old was he? How did that girl know him and why'd she call him him Thomas? Was his name even Thomas?
He shrugged his shoulders and lit up when he saw Chuck wandering over to him with two plates of food in his hands. He stood up as his stomach growled and gratefully took a hold of one of the plates.
"Thank you, Chuck," the boy smiled. Chuck talked a lot, but he was kind and one of the only ones that actually took time to talk to him.
"Your welcome, Greenie," Chuck grinned and munched on his sandwich.
Lizzy's POV:
After my shower, I slipped into a plain black long sleeved shirt and leggings that had come up with the rest of the clothes. It had been one of the things that Rosa wore. I brushed my hair and pulled it back into a tight ponytail and gave Ben a smile.
"You look beautiful, as usual," he smiled and leaned in for a kiss.
"Hm," I hummed a little and looked up at him. He smiled and pulled me in for another long kiss.
"Come on. We don't want to miss the party," I said after a while and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Yeah. Sure," Ben sighed and gave me one last kiss.
We walked to the party, Ben's arm wrapped around my shoulders, and plopped down in front of the fire.
"Can you believe that they were here last time…last time we had a party?" I whispered and placed my head on Ben's shoulder. He sighed and kissed the top of my head.
"I know, I know."
"Want to go see the fight circle?" I chirped and Ben nodded. We pushed our way to the front where Gally was about to beat up the Greenie. Thomas. Shit.
"Hey! Gally!" I cried out and pushed myself forward.
"What!" he replied and grinned.
"Don't fight with the newbie. He just got here, you shank," I growled and placed a hand on Thomas's shoulder.
Raising his eyebrows, Thomas said, "I'm alright. I swear I got this."
"Fine. But if you get your ass kicked, it's not my problem," I reply and return to Ben's side.
"This is going to be interesting," I hear Bill say in a bored tone and a Glader laughed. Idiots. Thomas was going to get his ass kicked. Groaning, I settle against Ben and turn my head forwards to watch the fight.
Gally said, "I try and push you out of the circle and you try to last more than five seconds." Several Gladers shouted at Gally to take it easy on the Greenie, but no one stepped in to stop the fight. With alarming speed, the Keeper of the Builders rushed forward and shoved Thomas out of the circle, into a couple of Gladers, and then back down to the ground. It was absolutely painful to watch.
As Thomas lay on the ground, coughing up dirt, Gally said, "Come on Greenie. We're not done yet."
When Thomas got up, he retorted, "Stop calling me Greenie."
"Stop calling you that? What do you want to be called? Shank?"
Thomas burst forward in an attempt to knock Gally to the ground, but the bigger boy soon tossed Thomas back down to the ground. I noticed Newt standing on the side with a slightly amused expression. Rolling my eyes, I turned my eyes back towards the fight.
"You know what? I think I've settled on shank," Gally smirked and hopped around until Thomas got back up. Charging forward, Thomas managed to twist around and push Gally to the floor. That is until Gally, despising the thought of losing, swiped out at Thomas and knocked the newbie to the ground.
"Gally!" I called, rushing forward and kneeling down to Thomas. "You okay?"
"Thomas," he muttered. "My name is Thomas!" I smiled and backed away into Ben's loving arms as the rest of the Gladers moved into a tight circle chanting Thomas over and over again. Ben groaned and suddenly bent forward, his forehead sweaty and his face pasty.
"Ben!" I yelped and kneeled down and held him. "Clint! Jeff! Come here now!" They rushed towards me and helped me carry Ben back to the Med-hut along with Newt, Minho, and Alby.
Groaning, Ben plopped down on the bed and writhed around. "I thought that he was done with the Changing!" I cried.
"We all thought so, Lizzy! I don't know what's going on!" Pretty soon, Ben stopped writhing and twisting and passed out.
"Might have been a…a…" Clint whispered and shook his head.
"Alright. Clint and Jeff, you'll take turns watching over Ben and I want at least one person with them to watch over Ben. Got it?" Alby ordered and left the Med-hut. I glanced at Newt and wiped away the tears that had started to fall.
"He'll be okay," Newt whispered and gave me a tight hug. "I promise."
Ugh. Sorry this was so short. But the next chapter will be longer and super intense. Maybe. Ugh. Thanks for all the reviews! You guys are amazing!