After my day of gardening I head to the kitchen for dinner. Sweat covered my body and my long brown hair stuck to my skin, along with my clothes.
Frypan gives me food and I sit at my usual table (even tho I've only been here for a day and a half).
Soon Newt and Chuck join me and we talk about our days, Thomas and Minho eventually come back from the maze and join us too.

After dinner we head off to our beds.
The other girl is in the homestead still recovering, but I sleep in my hammock. Thomas, Chuck, Minho and Newt aren't too far away, they're in ears rang so I fall asleep to there voices, like a lullaby.
I surprisingly have a dream... I'm in a building, a house maybe, I look about 14, and I'm on a lounge with a young boy, he's younger than me and has a tear trickling down his face, as do I. A woman's head is in sight, she's in tears, she walks into the room, she looks like me... She speaks "I'm sorry Sophie, but they're going to take you away" she said, looking at me, "but what, why, what about Mitchell? Will he come too?" I say still crying "no, sorry but he, he's not, he's not immune"
I wake up, tears are draining out of my eyes,
Was that a memory? I ask myself. All I do know is that the name Sophie sounds familiar, maybe it's my name?

I look around after whipping my tears away, it's still dark, but the sun's starting to rise. I hear the doors opening, and see the runners enter the maze. I lay in my hammock for a few more hours till the others get up, Newt takes me to be a builder for the day, with Gally.
He teaches me how to hammer in nails and design buildings, just like how being a Trackhoe I got tort how to plant and take care of plants, along with pulling weeds.

After another Looong day of sweat, and work I decide to take a shower before dinner.
I head into the shed behind the Homestead that has a bucket with holes in the bottom. I fill the bucket up with water from the tank above the shed, by turning on the tap and letting it run into the bucket.
I wash myself and as I'm washing my clothes I notice something in my pocket, so I pull it out. It's a photo of a cute young boy, it's not my brother, but he looks familiar.
I put my wet clean clothes back on and head to dinner, still curious about the boy in the picture.
I collect my food from Frypan and sit with the others. "How was your day greenie" Minho asked, "Sophie" I corrected "my names Sophie"
"Well ok then, Sophie" he says with a correctional and sassy tone "how was building?" He asked "alright" I respond, not really caring about it, I'm still too curious about the kid.
"What's one your mined Greenbean?" Newt asks, I give him a look as if to say 'seriously' I just told you my name. "And don't say 'my names Sophie' because I'm still gonna call you greenbean, you're the newbie" he quickly added, I roll my eyes "whatever. But the thing on my mind is this" I say placing the picture on the table. Everyone there starts staring at it and then Minho does something surprising, he laughs. "What's so funny" Thomas asks "look at Newt" he says while holding the photo to Newts face, as if to compare them. My eyes widen when I see them side by side, it's, it's Newt! "Newt! That's you!" Chuck yells, but not too loudly. "Where'd you get this bloody photo of me Soph!?" Newt asks, obviously not impressed. "I, I found it in my pocket when I had a shower" I confess, they all look at me, "and why would you have a picture of little Newt in your pocket?" Minho asks, teasingly. "I have no idea, I just found it there, it must have been put there before I came up here" I suggested. They shrugged, except for Minho who smirked. Newt rolled his eyes, "grow up Minho" and with that I got up to go to bed. The others followed suit.

I lay in my bed, all cosy and warm, listening to the boys whisper to each other. I soon doze off.