𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑬

Greenie Alarm.

How long have I been here? Two months already? No, it's only been like a couple of weeks, three at the most.

But somehow, I have been here for two months. The other kid, Jeremy or something, came up a month after me. And now, somebody else was going to learn what living hell feels like.

Am I being dramatic? A hundred percent not. Being a girl in a place where you can nearly suffocate on toxic masculinity takes a toll on your sanity. It takes all of my willpower not to break their necks.

I wouldn't really, by the way.

Some sicko would probably get off on that.

Oh yeah, there's that. Being the amazing, hot, sexy goddess that I am, a lot of greedy little boys couldn't seem to keep it in their pants. Kidding, of course. On the sexy goddess part. Not the horny boys part. That was a big problem, until Nick said that I was " off limits unless someone wanted to respectfully get their limbs cut off one by one ."

That scared them away. Not all of them, because as I mentioned, I'm a hot, sexy lady. Actually, I can't verify that fact because they're isn't a single mirror in this whole farm. You know what we do have? A tower. Nice going guys, build yourself a treehouse instead of getting a mirror! Real geniuses I live with. I know I have brown hair that is like super frizzy. All. The. Time. And I guess the people that sent us up here didn't really think conditioner was a priority, all though I strongly disagree. At least we have showers here. I would have very seriously jumped off a maze wall if I couldn't wash myself.

Yells and shouts break me out of my self pity rant, and I walk towards Satan's elevator curiously. I cross my fingers.

Another girl please. If anyone is listening, God or something, I'll do anything, even wash Minho's running socks, if you just give me another girl to break me out of this asylum.

Guess the creators woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, because when I look down into the box, a boy, around 6 feet, maybe 6 '1, stares back at me, jaw on the floor.

I raise an eyebrow, unimpressed. Other than his height, he's average looking. Brown hair that looks like it's one length all over, pale skin, okay teeth. Nothing interesting.

People start pushing, and someone shoves me so hard I almost fall down. I don't even bother turning around, and shove them just as hard, if not harder. He grunts.

Oh for Christ's sake. Gally. I turn around, facing him. He towers over me, even though I'm probably a solid 5'9. He must be even taller than the new greenie.

" We've got to stop meeting like this, Greenie. " He smirked, then perched himself over the side of the box, preparing to say his iconic line.

Gally was nice when I arrived, or polite at least. But then, at a bonfire, he declared that I had to beat someone in his dumb game to earn my name or whatever.

And I did. Not the first try, but I did manage to push a kid named Anthony out of the circle on my third.

But being the big baby that he is, Mr. Eyebrows declared that I had to push HIM out because of blah blah blah and tradition and rules and whatever. I couldn't, but for the next week I tried over a thousand times. Eventually, everyone just started calling me by my name, but Gal-Pal just couldn't let it go.

I sit down next to him.

" You look ridiculous, you know that, right? " I say, motioning to his stance. He was sat on his heels, his arms bent at weird angles, to give himself more momentum for his big moment. He looked like a mix between a chicken and a baked potato.

" All part of the job. Now excuse me. " Gally jumped down, landing smoothly in front of the new boy, and started talking. Although I couldn't hear what he said, I knew the phrase well enough. Always needed his time to shine.

Shut up, chicken.

I got up, bored. I'd talk to the Greenie soon, but I was tired of waiting. Plus, it was late, and if I didn't fall asleep before everyone else, I'd get hit by a tsunami of snores. At least I had my own hut. Old Gal-Pal built it for me, at Nick's request. It was in the corner of the Glade, and it had a little apple tree next to it. When the leader told me that, he made it seem like I was just given the most primed piece of real estate in the world. That I'd be living in paradise.

Paradise. Yeah, right.

A/N

and so it begins. I'm actually so excited. Updating might be a bit slow because i'm in finals right now, but i swear i'll update much faster once summer starts. Anyways, sorry this part is so short...

Stay safe,

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