Throughout the night, the girl lays in her Hammock, her mind wide awake with questions and possible theoryâs as to why she ended up in this strange place.
The sounds around her also kept her awake.
The wind blowing the trees, forcing the leaves to dance in all directions on the branches they hung from.
She heard too, the heave sounds of metal and Concrete clonking together, the sound coming from the big moss converted walls that kept them in, or, kept something out.
With all this happening in her mind, she did try and think of her name, or of anything for that matter.
She couldnât remember her birthday, if she had one.
She didnât remember her family, any brothers or sisters... if she had any.
What she did know, however, that the only feeling she feels right now, is fear. She didnât know what else to feel.
When the sky woke up, and the sun shined over the glade, the girl decided to get up. Her movements were slow and sluggish as she wondered through the small forest area where she was supposed to be slept.
As she walks, she looks around; trying to find the exit of this place and find the blond boy named Newt.
Instead, a voice from behind her makes her halt and turn around, coming face to face with another blond sheâs only ever seen once since sheâs gotten here.
âNeed help?â They ask.
Nodding, the girl shyly follows him, seeing as he walks past the trees like heâs done it a thousand times before, well, he probably has depended on how long heâs been her himself.
âSo, you remember your name yet?â Gally asks
The girl thinks, her mind drawing a blank, except, one letter keeps repeating at the back of her mind like an echo.
The girl blinks, âI think it starts with a C...â. She admits
âOh, well, Iâm sure youâll get the rest soon.â He said encouragingly.
The two then come to an opening, the shacks and tower visable as she looked in front of her.
The sun seemed brighter as they walk further into the filed.
âIâll bring you to Newt, heâll give you the tour.â Gally said. He looked at the gilr, her brunett hair was out of place, her tired eyes showed she probably didnât sleep last night. Her soft looking skin made him wish he could touch it, just once.
The girls night was perfect too. She reached just below his chin, he imagined a hug from her, her arms wrapped around his waist as his chin rested at the top of her head while she buried her face in his chest.
The girl was beautiful too. Her face symmetrical and perfect.
He wanted the girl to be his.
But how could anyone love someone like him?
ďżźďżźďżźďżźwhile he though of things he probably shouldnât, they eventually made it to Newt. The gardener stood, leaning up against a wooden piller that had vines climbing it to the top.
âAh, good morning; Greenie. Remember anything?â He says
His accent he had, the gilr foundďżź it soothing, helping her be a bit more calm than she probably should be in this situation. Sheâs sure anyone else would be making a run for it once they came out of a scary moving box up to a even scarier place where you didnât remember anything.
âShe thinks her name starts with a C.â Gally answers for her.
Newt gives Gally a pressed look, one telling him to pipe it and let the girl talk for herself.
But honestly, the girl didnât mind.
âCan anyone tell me why Were all here, and why I seem to be the only girl?â She asks, getting straight to the point.
Gally smiles, the girl seemed to be straight forward, right to the point.
âItâs a long story.â A boy said coming up to the three.
She turned, the darker boy who seemed to be the leader as she guessed the first time she saw him walked with a purpose.
âWill you tell it?â She asks crossing her arms.
She was tired of beating around the bush act. She wanted answers and she wanted them now.
âIt is time for your tour. My names Alby, by the way. Piece by piece youâll start to remember things.â He says, he held out his hand, the girl hesitated but then eventually reached out and shook it.
âBut why are we here, what is this place?â She asks
Alby lets out a deep laugh, the others around them do as well. Gally nudged her arm playfully, the girl turned to him and gave him a eye roll back.
She looked back to Alby, waiting for an answer.
âThis place it called the Glade. Itâs where we eat, itâs where we sleepâwe call ourselves the Gladers.â Alby explains
âBut who sent us here, why?â
The girl feels like sheâs repeating her questions.
âJust, stop asking questions. Iâll show you around, okay?â Newt said, trying to calm the girl.
Though it sort of worked, the girl took a breath, âalright. Fine. But eventually your going to have to tell me who the hell sent us here, and why I canât remember my name.â The girl orders
Gally laughs, the small girl telling the âleadersâ what to do, she was definitely going to be a handful.
âGood that. Come on, weâll start with Frypan.â Newt says and points his hands in the direction of the small hut where smoke comes out of.
Nodding, the girl turns her head, âsee ya latter, Gally.â She says
Stunned, Gally blinks, âUh, see you later, C.â He said
Newt squinted at Gally, he could see the tintied reddish cheeks from where he stood.
Had the misunderstood boy developed a liking for the greenie girl?
Newt then shifted his eyes, the girl two had tinted cheeks,
Was a relationship blooming, or was it something else?
Leading the greenie, Newt watched as the girl looked back one more time as they made their way to start the tour.
âSo, whoâs Frypan?â The girl asks once she turned her head back to the British blond.
âUh, heâs probably the best cook around, maybe he made bacon today; hopefully youâll get to try some.â Newt says
âGreat. Iâm starving.â She said
When they reached the hut, the smell attacked her nose and she breathed in, letting out a satisfying sigh, she looked to the guy who stood behind a counter.
He was chopping up something and something was frying up behind him.
âHey, Fry, this is the greenbean.â Newt introduces
The cook looked up, stopping his actions.
âItâs a girl.â Is all he says as he wipes his hands on the apron around his waist.
Said girl nodded. âIâm Charlotte.â She says, her voice caught her off by surprise, her name was Charlotte, she remembered her name!
Newt looked over to her happily, âsee, told ya youâd remember eventually.â He says
Frypan smiles too, holding out his hands he says, âwell, nice to meet you, Charlotte. Iâm Frypan. Would you like some bacon?â
Charlotte nodded. A wave of calmness washed over her.
If she remembered her name, she was sure going to remember other things...
Maybe this place wasnât so bad after all.
Sitting down at a table, Frypan places a few strips of bacon in front of her.
Lifting up a pice, she takes a bite.
Letting out a delightful mone, she wasnât sure if it was because she was hungry, or if Frypan was just a god cook, but she swears itâs the best thing sheâs ever eaten.
However, all she could think about, besides how good it was, was how excited she was to tell Gally her name.
Hi! I hope you all liked this second part!
Just wanted to say, that Charlotte has in fact shown up before Chuck and Thomas do, so the next part, part three (which will be up probably within a day or two) is going to start right at that point.
Anyway, this is also a Gally X oc story because, well, why not?
So, again, thanks for reading and thanks for all the likes on the first part, it really pushed me to make the second one!
