The Glade was loud when you arrived. This scared, angry girl that came out of the box into a fenced in grassland with only boys. You were the first girl, that much you quickly caught onto.
It was different living with only boys, at least you felt like it was. You and no memories of your life before coming there, granted neither did any of the boys either but the Glade quickly became your home.
You'd always had something with one for the boys. The Keeper of the Builders. It started off first with arguments, which changed to distant stares and hidden glances.
Something had shifted within the both of you, because as it neared towards the end, it was even obvious by the other Gladers, that you two had something, for each other, going on. Feelings going on. What used to be arguements was now softness. What used to be glaces was now kisses and a protectiveness the Gladers had never seen in Gally, beforehand.
You were the only one able to handle Gally with his outbursts and also his private moments of vulnerability. Maybe that's one of the reasons you stand out to him, you've always stood out to him so much.
When Thomas arrived in the Glade, followed closely by Teresa, Gally got scared, angry, untrusting and insecure. Here he was, the guy that just arrived and now he was messing up the comfortability of the Glade, the only place he remembers as home.
And now here you were, the girl he likes, hanging onto every breath Thomas said, holding onto the hope Thomas gave as he promised to get the Gladers out of the Glade & Maze.
He decided to give you the benefit of the doubt. Sometimes it was good to hope, he couldn't force you not to. But then everything fell apart. The doors to the maze didn't close, the Grievers got in and they started to attack.
A heinous event that caused multiple Gladers their lives. And the cause?Thomas. At least in Gally’s mind it was. He put him and Teresa into the pit. And planned to offer them to the Grievers by nightfall.
He expected you to take his side like you always did. But no, no, he was dead wrong. Thomas, Newt, Minho, Teresa, Chuck, Frypan, Jack, Winston and others planned to leave.
Theu promised they knew the way out of the Glade. You went, choosing that side without Gally. You gave him a kiss before you did as if that was supposed to make Gally feel better. It didn't.
You made it through the maze, alive and well. Except for the death of Jeff and a few other Gladers that happened in the maze. Now, freedom awaits.
After escaping the maze it emptied into this room that Wicked was working it, showing the cameras the watched the Gladers on with. In the front a large screen that when Thomas tapped something, it turned on. The screen talked about The Sun Flares scorching the world, then the Flare Virus that came afterwards. It ended in Gally coming, stung by a Griever and sh00ting Chuck. Minho threw his spear and it hit Gally right in the chest. You thought that was it. You thought he was dead. He should've been. They had to drag you off of his body.
You and the group had made it through the Maze, lost Chuck on the way. Made it through the Wicked compound, picked up someone named Aris on the way. Made it through the scorch, lost Jack and Winston on the way but also met people named Brenda and Jorge.
You also met the Right Arm, the group against Wicked and their antics.
Now here you were, with Thomas, Newt, Brenda and Jorge, standing inside a building in a town filled with newly infected Cranks after being taken by masked people. Your plan to save Minho, temporarily sidetracked by being taken.
“Everyone relax, we're all on the same side here.” A voice rang out, one that sounded super familiar to you.
“What do you mean same side, who the hell are you?” Thomas responded angrily.
When the person took of their mask you froze, so did the whole group it seemed like. There he was, standing there in the sunlight in the flesh. Gally.
“Gally. . . ?” You sputtered out as your eyes locked for a long minute.