Meeting Newt (part 1)

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Chapter 1
(Y/n's POV)
I was cold. No freezing, yes I was definitely freezing and asleep. I groped around feeling for a blanket, but all I could feel was cold rustic metallic mesh scraping against my fingers. Wait this isn't right... I thought to myself. My eyes snap open and a quick wave of panic and fear engulfed me. I don't know where I was, I don't know who I am. I huddle into the nearset corner and start to cry. I cried for a good five minutes or so, and the cage or box I was in was still moving. When I was done crying, I suddenly felt the urge to vomit. Without holding back I hurled, looks like I ate something green. Gross. All that nostalgia and fear that engulfed before, disappeared into the green vomit that was now seeping through the metal mesh. I wiped my mouth with my sleave. Wait, what was I wearing? I was wearing a dark gray long sleeved shirt, with a navy green vest, black riped jeans, and I had black combat boots on. Well I was dressed pretty well for where I was going. Wait where was I going? Well I guess I'll have to wait and see. I went back to admiring my outfit, then box came to a stop. The impact of the box stoping sent me flying to the wall. Shit. I felt my head to see if it wasn't bleeding and just my luck. I was. I used my sleeve and tried to cover my the wound. I looked up to see a series of doors opening. When the last one unlocked I was greeted by the bright and blinding sun. Just great I thought to myself. I was in complete darkness before, and now my eyes are burning. I covered my eyes from the blinding sun with my slightly blood stained finger tips. This went on for an agonizing minute. Then I noticed a group of boys crowded the opening. A sense of fear and panic engulfed me again. One boy jumped in the box with me and the first thing he said was,
"Day one Greenie, rise and shine." I wonder what 'Greenie' meant.

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