In the Garden
A Gally Fanfic; Chapter 1
The Glade.
Summary - You, The reader, are the first female ever to grace the presence of the Glade. At first the tensions between you and keeper Gally are high, the enemies to lovers trope creeps through your life. Will you give into the trope? Or will you chose the love triangle?
Warnings - Maybe smut in different chapters or hints of sexual activity. Fluff! Angst! I am definitely not a good writer!
I wasn’t the first person in the glade, maybe the twentieth or twenty-first. The comforting smell of spring grass and rain dew was the first thing that comforted newbies that popped up from the box. It was so long ago, but I remember my first night in the glade.
I was scared, people laughed at me and I couldn’t remember a thing. I hid myself in Homestead, the walls outside were unbearable to look at. i felt trapped, alone, hell i was alone.
i was one of my own kind, first female to appear from the box. y’know, at first i thought i was being punished, like i had done something wrong and this was a judgement gone wrong.
there was a knock on the door, and then a soft creak from the wood scrapping the floor as it opened.
“Hey greenie, you going to hide forever?” called a soft but strong voice. I didn’t want to reply, why should i? i didn’t know who these people, i can’t trust anyone.
silence past over Homestead, a long sigh passing through the boy. “Listen.. I understand you’re scared,” the floor scuffed under his steps.
“But we’ve all been there. I’m sure you have questions that I can answer, you’re safe here.” finally, the steps stopped in front of the long table i hid under. “So, please, come out.”
I hesitated, but i felt satisfied enough with his statement to peak my head out from under the table. He was tall, looked older than most i’ve seen and reaked off confidence, he was a leader.
“Ah, there she is.” his hand reached out to help me out, a gesture of peace. I took his hand, and he pulled me up. “not much of a talker?” I just stared at him, unblinking and uncomfortable.
He chuckled through his breaths, “That’s okay, I’m sure us boys out there will break down those walls someday.”
It was awkward for a few moments, the only sound was the shuffling of my feet that connected to the ground, in which my eyes did too. “Are you ready to come out? i’m sure they’re dying to meet you.” he said encouragingly, with such a contagious hopeful smile that you couldn’t help but grow one as well.
That was when i spoke my first words.
“Gladly” was all i said and he grasped my hand and led me softly outside.
The sun glared brightly in a cloudless sky, it was so bright i immediately covered my eyes for some shade.
“This, is the glade.” He said, leading me over to a skinny but tall blonde.
“Newt! Come ‘ere” The blonde looked back squinting before dropping his tools in the garden and running over to greet me with a smile.
“Well well, if it ain’t the greenie” His accent was thick, his lopsided smile matched his energy as he catches his breath from running.
“Yeah well I want you to show her around, think you can do that for me?” He asked Newt, sounding like a question but it felt like an order. “Can do Alby, I’ll pick up from here.”
So his name was Alby, well Alby turned to wave goodbye before running off to do something. “Hey love, just follow me and keep up yeah?” His smile was so comforting.
He turned and starting to walk in another direction, i had to push my strength in my legs just to keep up with his pace.
“I’m Newt, by the way” he said as we walked through the field.
“I’m..” I paused confused, do I not have a name? who am i? Why am I drawing a blank?
“It’s alright greenie,” he snickered “We didn’t remember our names at first either, you’ll remember it soon or a nickname will get too stuck for us to start calling you by it.”
“That’s what happened to Frypan” He smirked, opening the door to a kitchen slash dining hall.
“Now I know you’re not talking klunk, shank.” Frypan called out from his position behind the counters.
Newt chuckled and Frypan directed his attention to me. “Hey greenie, how’s your first day goin? any messes yet?”
Silence took over for a second, i built my liquid courage. “I’m definitely gonna need therapy after this.”
small laughter filled the silence, “So she does speak.” Newt said
I shrugged, “What can I say, I’m mysterious.”
“Ah well are you? You’ll definitely have a chance to prove that card at the bonfire later tonight.” frypan said as he cooked for lunch.
I turned and looked at Newt confused, “Bonfire?”
Newt smiled “Yeah, we get a new greenie every month, gives us enough time to prepare a celebration.” I nodded along, now understanding the glade.
For the next hour Newt showed me around every touch of the glade, and i was starting to understand the algorithm.
The runners run the maze, Slicers care to live stock, Gardeners take care of crops, etc etc.
the last stop on our list were the builders. Buff teenagers working in the heat to cut wood for the special bonfire. God was it intimidating.
the most intimidating aspect about the builders, was their leader. “See that shuck with the eyebrows yelling at everyone? That’s Gally, he’s the keeper of the builders.”
Gally, The first time I saw him I was frozen. He was scary sure, but his soft muscle and toned back drew me in. Eventually I was caught staring, my face reddening as i quickly broke the eye contact we made.
“Gally, come meet the new greenbean.” Newt called him over.
“God must you call me that? So embarrassing.” I said frazzled from being caught ogling.
He laughed, “Come for the accent, stay for the existential crisis.”
Gally nodded towards his team before jogging over to me and Newt. “So.. You’re a girl.” His eyes trailing my body up and down. I knew it wasn’t sexual, everyone had done it.
I laughed in awkward, “Uh yeah I guess I am.” my eyebrows creased and my tongue trailing the side of my mouth.
“Yeah well just keep out of my way and we won’t have any problems, got it?” his eyebrows raised in question but he jogged off before I could even get offended.
“Jesus i’ll just go ahead and fuck myself.” i scoffed, muttering in disbelief as my eyes watched his movements.
“Hey don’t let him mess with you, the guys a bloody twat. You’ll get to prove yourself tonight anyways.” Newt placed his hand on my shoulder and stood next to me.
“Why, what’s tonight?”
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