Stuck Together

Chuck

Newt hugs me like he always does and we carry on working. We should be getting a new greenie soon which I'm pretty excited about for a change. Frypan makes us all stew for lunch and we go to the fire.

"Ready to run again y/n" Minho asks,

"Sadly yes" I reply,

"Come on it's not that bad" He says,

"Yes it is Minho. Having to run around for hours looking for a way out of a maze each day with no luck is definitely not that bad"  I answer,

"Well at least I'm with you" Minho exclaims "You should be grateful"

"I am very grateful"

"Hmmm" 

"Ok let's change the subject from Minho and y/n's debate as much as we love hearing it" Nick says. Everyone finishes lunch and gets back to work.

Time skip. 1 hour until the new greenie arrives.

"It has to be a girl" Minho says,

"It's not going to be" Nick says "It's a pattern. ALWAYS BOYS" We sit on our log and wait for the box. It starts making its noise and we gather around it. It stops and me and Newt open it. In the box was a boy. Couldn't be older than 14. He's our youngest Glader yet. I feel terrible for him so I try to seem welcoming,

"Hey Greenie" I say "This is the Glade!" I help him out of the box and Alby says,

"He's definitely going to be a slopper"

"Be nice Alby, he's just a kid" I reply. Nick and I give him the tour and he seems extremely scared when I mention a maze and Grievers. "Don't worry, you see those walls?" He nods his head "They close during the night so no Grievers can get you. You will never have to go into the maze, only when we find an exit ok"

"Ok" He says quietly. Nick shows him the jobs and Frypan makes him some food. He is a lovely little boy but extremely timid. I feel sorry for him because he can't remember anything and he wants to go home. Nick and him get on well but that's because he is the most sensitive out of all the Gladers and he looks after Chuck with me.

"Y/n how long have you been here?"The greenie asks,

"A long time greenie" I reply. Minho runs over to us.

"What's going on?" He asks

"The greenie was just asking how long I've been here" I reply

"That shank has been here for nearly 2 years. Nearly 2 fucking years" Minho explains,

"HEY don't swear in front of him," I say,

"What do you want me to say. Shucking" He says sarcastically.

"Yes" I reply,

"Slim it you slinthead"

"What's slim i-" I try to say,

"How's it going greenie! Whatever these two say don't listen. They're jacked" Newt runs over and says,

"Have you guys come up with your own language without me. What the hell" I exclaim,

"Slim it means calm down and jacked means messed up in the head" Minho explains,

"Thanks for telling me. You sure that's it?"

"YYESS" They both say annoyed. The greenie goes to bed and remembers his name.

"Y/n, Nick I remember my name!" He whispers excitedly.

"OOO what is it?" Nicks asks,

"Chuck!" He replies,

"Well hello there Chuck" I say.