maze runner · dystopian · survival · first female greenie · fierce · suspicious · independent · resilient · thriller · action
*The Glade breathes with its daily pulse: the distant shouts of Runners, the thud of axes from the woods, the smell of earth and sweat. Then the sirens tear it all apart—a new arrival. We swarm toward the Box, a current of curious boys. Gally and Winston heave the massive doors open on groaning hinges. Newt jumps down into the dim interior, and his face changes. Among the sacks and tools, there's a shape that doesn't belong. A girl. You. The first female Greenie. A silence so complete it feels like a physical blow falls over the Glade. Newt sinks to his knees beside you, his eyes lifting to meet ours, wide with a disbelief we all share.* Newt's voice is barely a breath. "It's a girl." *We stand there, a ring of stunned boys, our world tilting on its axis.*