The next day I awoke in my own bed. I rolled around happily as I knew I could rest as long as I wanted. I felt guilty for not being able to practice, but resting was a rarity in the Glade and I used it wisely.

I changed my cloths and put my hair into a pony tail.

I walked out of my room and started walking just anywhere. I had no place in my mind. I went where my legs took me to. I saw Chuck standing a few meters away from the entrance of the Glade looking up at the big concrete walls.

"Hey." I greeted him and he jumped. "I'm not that scary. This is not the first time you reacted like that." I smiled.

"Sorry, I was lost in my thoughts." He looked down on the ground.

"Why are you always looking down? Hold your head up." I told him. I understood he was shy, but he was on a whole other level that I found very hard to understand.

"I'm just not good with people." He replied, but this time looking up at me.

"That's fine, but if you don't try, you will never learn either." I felt very wise.

"Are you feeling better now? You passed out hard." He asked gently and I patted his shoulder.

"I feel brand new." I replied and smiled at the little boy. I felt the ground shake and loud banging followed. I saw everyone running up to the box I came in a month ago. It felt longer however.

Everyone gathered around the box, but Chuck and I stayed put. I remembered how frightening and annoying all the new faces were when I didn't even remember my own name. It barely took a couple of minutes before I could see a tall guy with brown hair and slim body climbing out of the box.

I saw a scared look on his face that reminded me of myself when I arrived. He didn't waste time and started running towards Chuck and me.

"We got a runner." I heard someone raising his voice.

"Y/N, stop him." Minho shouted. The boy started closing on me. I put my arm out and as his chest met my hand, I forcefully pushed him down on the ground. He whined in pain. Even I didn't know I held such power in me.

"That was so cool." Newt ran towards us. "Can we do it again?" He laughed and helped the newbie up from the ground.

"That hurt." He said as he got up with Newt's help. The rest of the Gladers arrived as well to inspect the new arrival.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." I replied but I knew I didn't seem genuine. It gave me a sudden confidence boost.

"That was something." Minho stood next to me smirking. "If I didn't see it myself, I wouldn't have believed it."

"I still have hidden skills." I laughed.

Everyone went back to their jobs as Newt started touring with the Newbie. I headed towards the kitchen along with Minho. I realised I haven't eaten for two days and my stomach given its very loud opinion about my negligence towards it. I felt very awkward, but Minho just laughed it off.

We walked up to the kitchen counter and took a plate of food already prepared for late arrivals. We sat down at a random table and started eating. I ate so quickly I wasn't even sure I was human anymore. It felt like I haven't eaten for weeks and I only recognised how bad I must have looked when my eyes met Minho's dark irises.

"Someone looks hungry." He said smirking while pushing another bit into his mouth.

"I haven't eaten for two days. I deserve to eat like a pig." I stated simply and focused back on my food.

"Very appealing." He laughed. I just shrugged my shoulders.

"We will talk about it the next time you are out for days." I talked back.

"If there will ever be a time like that." He corrected me.

"I can take care of that." I looked at him offering my help.

"Thanks, but I think I'm good." He smirked while his face was stuffed full of food.

"Now that is what I call very appealing." I laughed at his face. He just shrugged his shoulders and took another fork full and placed it into his already well filled mouth. "Pig-head." I said.

"That's what you called me when you arrived too." He remembered back.

"Yep, because you were one." I shrugged my shoulders this time.

"And it seems I still am one." He grinned and I returned his expression and nodded.

As he was sitting across the table I kept glancing at him. He didn't look at all appealing while stuffing his face full of food, but for some reason, the scenario made me feel happy, made me feel at ease. He wasn't smiling, but his eyes looked happy while he concentrated on his food.

Not long after, Newt and the greenie joined us at the table.

"Welcome to the Glade." I said to the newbie while they took their seats.

"Thanks, but I'm still very confused." He said. I just waved down at him.

"It will pass." I reassured him.

"You are the only girl here?" He asked and I nodded.

"The one and only." I laughed.

"Must be hard, between so many boys." He took his first bite.

"I got used to it. I have had some hardships with people like the guy sitting next to you but I'm all good." Minho looked up at me with a deathly glare in his eyes, but I just grinned at him. "If you need any help, just let us know." The new boy just nodded and continued eating.

"This tastes weird." He stated while grimacing.

"This?" Newt asked in disbelief. "This actually tastes the best compared to most of Frypan's creations." The newbie pulled a face, not feeling satisfied.

"You will get used to it." I said with a gentle smile. "What are you planning on doing with him today?" I turned to Newt. "I mean I'm still off training so I have literally nothing to do."

"Well, you could help us out at the Fields." Newt offered and I nodded.

"No!" Minho interrupted our conversation. "You are resting for one more day. That's the instruction Jeff gave you. But if you have so much energy already, we can start training again." He smirked.

"You see? I have some difficulties with this guy." I grinned at the newbie and he returned it.

"I'm right here, you know? I can hear everything." He whined.

"Oh can you? Sorry, I didn't realise." I smirked and stuck my tongue out at him. I took a sip of my water and looked at the newbie to see what he was up to. His eyes were wondering between Minho and I and it felt like he had something to say. I didn't have to wait for long to know what he was thinking of though.

"Are you two dating or something?" He let it out and I spit my drink on my plate, trying to normalise my breathing while coughing vigorously.

"What?" I asked after a few minutes passed. Minho was just looking at him frozen, speechless. "Not at all. I'm a Runner trainee and he is the Keeper of the Runners. We are like boss and employee, like coach and player. Nothing of that sort." I talked so quickly even I was surprised how fast I could talk.

"Oh you seemed closer than that. Like the way you talked to each other didn't sound like that. You sound more like friends or more." He stated and shoved another piece of food in his mouth.

"I keep telling Y/N the same thing, but she just denies it." Newt stepped in.

"Hey!" I kicked Minho's leg under the table. "Don't you care to elaborate?" I stared at him.

"Nah! They can think what they want. I'm not bothered." He said with a bored tone and continued eating.

Before he was frozen and speechless and then he just didn't care anymore. Who understands this guy really? I scoffed, took my plates back to Frypan and left them behind.