I stared at my brother for a few seconds in shock. No one said anything, so I backed away. "Carter, what are you doing here?" I asked him. He looked down in shame, and a tear ran down his cheek. I pulled him into a hug and apologized. We all laid down, and I think everyone was asleep except for me. I closed my eyes, but nothing seemed to happen.
Soon, I felt my shoulder being shook, and my eyelids fluttered open. Apollo was over me. I glanced out the window, and everything was completely dark, except for a few things, glowing in the silver light from the moon. "I didn't think you were asleep, so how about a first date?" He whispered to me. "At midnight?" I asked him.
"Yeah, what's better then a moonlight stroll to relive stress?" He said. I smiled and rolled my eyes, but nonetheless, got up. Before we left, Delia insisted that we packed something fancy or nice to wear, in case we had to blend in with some capitol citizens. I had thrown in a light pink dress that was short, and had a lace corset with sleeves that went down to my elbow.
I changed into that in a bathroom, while Apollo threw on a clean shirt and pants that he'd packed, and we left the house.
As we walked along a path near the house, he grabbed my hand. We spotted a small garden, so Apollo steered me over in that direction. "See, it just shows that something pretty can survive and thrive in the war!" He said. I smiled at him, then returned my gaze to the flower. It was a simple, white rose. There was nothing around it, so it looked a bit out of place.
"It's beautiful, just like you." He continued. "Your so original." I snorted. He rolled his eyes and smiled, before plucking the flower to present to me. Almost at once, where the flower used to be, a sticky substance started to pour out at a rapid pace. "What did you do? Do you think it's a trap?" I signed quickly to Apollo. "I don't know, but I know we have to run! Come on!" He called, grabbing my hand and running to an ally. There was garbage scattered everywhere, but we kept running, with the stick substance on our heels.
Eventually, we reached a dead end. I stared at the wall, wishing that it would go away, but I knew that it would never work. Apollo grabbed my shoulders and spun me around to face him. "Before we die, I have to tell you something, Ada. I love you!" He said. Then our lips crashed on to each others. It was a short kiss, it nevertheless loving. Then substance was almost over our heads, so I hugged him.
I squeezed my eyes shut, expecting to die, but surprisingly it never happened. Instead, I felt strong arms close around my waist, and start dragging me out of the substance. When I opened my eyes, I saw a man with blue hair swimming in the solution, dragging me and Apollo along. When we got to a part of the land that wasn't covered, he released us.
"Hello, I'm Blue. I live in the capitol, but used to live in district 4. Are you two okay?"
I nodded, still a bit scared. Apollo said, "Yes, thank you very much. We live not far from here. We must have triggered a pod that was supposed to be set up for the rebels."
The man, Blue, nodded, and turned to head back to the house. "Oh, there are more pods up there, although you are very, very close to the Snow's mansion, so you have to be extremely careful." When he left, I gripped Apollo's hand, and he turned to me. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. "Okay. I'm good too. Just so you know, what I said, when I thought we were going to die, that's true. I love you, Ada. Would you be my girlfriend?"
A smile spread across my face. "Sure, I'd love to be!"
He hugged me, and we continued walking home, holding hands. When we reached the house where we were staying, we saw Delia smirking at us. We exchanged looks, and laid down to go to sleep.
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*This is the dress Ada wears on her "date" with Apollo. The image doesn't belong to me, I got it off the internet.*
