Your instincts kick in and you quickly hide behind a big crate. The ceiling splits down the middle and opens up. You hear grunting as if opening the door is done manually. You look up and see a bunch of people staring down into the box. You realize that they're all boys. You watch and see how they're confused. They turn to each other and start mumbling things like, Where is he?, Why isn't there a Greenie?, and What's going on?
Two boys drop down into the box and look around. One of them is big, muscular, and dark skinned. The other one is skinnier, tall, and white with caramel coloured blonde hair. He speaks with a thick British accent when he yells out, "Oi, Greenie, get out here." You are too scared, you don't know who any of these these people are. You stay frozen in your hiding spot. They start to search around. The dark skinned boy has a deep voice and he says, "You better get out here Greenbean, or I'll shucken throw off the Cliff myself when we find you."
"Alby," the tall boy says sternly.
You want to stay there and hope they never find you, but it isn't that big of a box and they're bound to find your hiding spot eventually. You don't know how serious these people are and you don't like the sound of this cliff he talked about, so you step out from behind the crate slowly. You have both hands raised in surrender. The blonde boy looks confused at first but then smiles when he sees you. You look at his face and into his deep brown eyes and instantly fall in love. Before you get to say anything the boy named Alby grabs your waist and picks you up. You start flailing and yell, "Let me go!"
You pull at his hands trying to release yourself from his grasp. Before you get loose, he throws you and you land in grass outside the box. You get pulled up to a standing position and look around, the first thing you notice is that you are surrounded by a lot of boys. Not a girl in sight other than yourself. They all look at you in awe as if they had never seen a girl before. You start to feel uneasy as they stare at you then one of them puts out his hand and pokes you.
"Excuse me!" You say slapping his hand away. Suddenly he breaks the silence by yelling out, "It's a girl!"
Chaos erupts as all the other boys start yapping to each other and pushing their way forward to poke you too. You back up, slapping all their hands away and accidentally back up into someone else. You turn around to apologize and before you can get a word out, the boy that you backed into picks you up.
"Put me down!" you yell. You beat at his hands trying to free yourself. He moves you into a wedding carry and mockingly dips you. The other boys burst out laughing. You push against your assailant's chest and manage to roll out of his arms, though you land on the ground with a hard thud, and pain shoots up your left arm. You quickly get up from the ground and start running away. You see a forest up ahead and guess it's a good place to hide from the boys until they calm down. But before you get there, you get tackled. You're flipped onto your back and the boy from earlier that had picked you up was now over top of you. He's grinning as he pins your wrists to the stone ground. Your left wrist is throbbing from reinjury and the added pressure of this boy's weight. You kick him off and punch him in the gut. You don't get very far when he grabs you again.
This time he lifts you up by your shirt and holds you at arm's length so you can't reach him when you start kicking and trying to throw punches. He walks with you over to the box you had just come from and he holds you over the opening. You think he's going to drop you in and you think, It's not that bad. The box isn't that deep. Then you look down to see that the lift is gone and it's just a giant gaping hole that seems to have no end. You panic and grab on tightly to his wrist. You start kicking out your legs trying to reach the edge and get back to the solid ground. The boy is so much bigger and taller than you so you have no chance of saving yourself. He has a wicked smile on his face, and he looks very mad at you. You feel him loosen his grip and you let out a yell. The other boys are laughing and cheering him on. Some of them just stand there looking uneasy but they don't do anything. They seem to be too scared of the boy. You start thinking that you may actually be about to die, when a voice cuts through all the chaos. You recognize his seductive British accent immediately.
"Gally, leave her alone."
"Come on, Newt," the boy named Gally turns to the British boy, "She's way more trouble than she's worth."
"Let her go," Newt says sternly.
"If you say so."
He lets go of your collar and you start to fall. You scream but you still have a tight hold on his wrist so you only go about two feet before you swing into the side of the hole, you let out a grunt and scream as pain shoots through your body. Gally starts shaking his arm trying to get you off. You dig your nails into his arm to try to pull yourself up to the ledge and get out. It's very difficult and it's exerting on your injured left wrist. You look up to see the British boy, Newt's, head pop out over the side. He looks very worried but smiles a kind smile and lowers his arms over the side to try and help you. You reach for one of his arms but before you can grab it a hand grabs the back of Newt's head and you hear him grunt as he gets pulled away. You're left there clinging to Gally's swinging arm for your life. You hang for what feels like hours but is probably just 2 minutes. You start to cry as Gally hits you against the side again. Your arms grow tired and the pain is agonizing as you start looking around for something to hold on to, and see Newt inside the pit.