In The Maze

4

That morning I wake up to Newt standing over me.

"Come on greenie, time to get up." He offers me his hand and helps me up.

"God I could really use a brush and some hair bands." I say.

"Write to the creators." He says.

"What?" I ask him.

"I'll explain later." He says and leads me to the homestead.

"I'll go in, talk to people, we will deside who gets you, then you come in got it?" He asks me.

"Got it." I say.

"See you later, ya shank." He says playfully and walks into the room.

About ten minutes later Minho comes out looking slightly upset, "Come one in greenie."

"Ok." I say and walk in.

"Sit." Newt says and points to an empty chair. "Don't talk unless you are told to do so."

I take a seat in the chair and nod.

They go around the room and some people say that they would like me to work with them, others say the don't want me to work with them.

My heart skips a beat when Minho says that he would want me to be a runner.

I glance over and see Newt has his jaw clenched and he is glaring at Minho.

There is only three jobs that I would be okay having and that was a cook, med-jack, and of course a runner.

I am told to stand outside while they make their choice.

"Come on in." Newt says and I walk inside.

Frypan stands up and says, "Congrats your with me greenie."

I smile but my heart sinks. "Okay."

I spend the rest of the day in the kitchen while Ashley talks my ear off.

When dinner starts me and Ashley spend our time handing out food.

"Having fun greenie?" I look up and see Newt.

"No." I say.

"Aww come on ya shank it can't be that bad." He says.

"It would be better if the guys could keep their eyes up." I say and start handing food to the people behind him in line.

"What do you mean?" He asks me.

"I think you know what I mean." I say back.

"Oh come on greenie this isn't my fault." He pleads.

"I know." I admit. "Now go you're holding up the line." I grin.

"Yes ma'am." He calls over his shoulder laughing.

When the line is short I grab my food and go sit down at my table.

"Hey!" Newt says when I sit down acrost from him.

"Hi." I say.

"So now that we are all here." Chuck launches into a really long story that he finds funny.

In the middle of dinner Newt passes me a peice of paper and a pen.

'Write what you want.' He mouths

So I write, hair bands, hair brush. Then I mouth to Newt, 'what now'.

He holds out his hand and I give him the paper. He gives me a wink then shoves the paper in his pocket.