You were the only girl in the glade, which meant dynamics were different with the boys in the glade. It was painfully obvious how differently people spoke towards you or behaved around you. Not that it was bad, just more toned down and nicer.

You’d surprisingly got along with a few people like Newt, Gally, Minho, Chuck, Frypan, ect.

Every few nights the gladers had a bonfire night, usually it was atleast once a month when the new greenie came up from the box. Not that anybody really understood what the box was and where it went back to when there was no one left in it.

This months new greenie was Thomas. Who Gally didn’t really like. Newt being ever the person to talk to the greenies and help them find their way around and get their new job in the glade, ect.

You weren’t doing anything in particular while people were doing multiple different things. Thomas and Newt were talking while Newt explains what goes on around the glade, Minho was somewhere talking to the other runners, Frypan was probably getting mad over some food in the kitchen. And Gally was sparring with some gladers as usual.

After a few hours you were tempted to go to sleep when Gally came and sat next to you, clearly done with sparring.