The Derp Games

Chapter 9

While we were in the District Car, I finally got the confidence to check if Peewee peed his pants....He did.

Apparently I'm not the only one who knew, because a PeaceKeeper got a spare change of pants and threw them in Peewee's face.

He caught them and quietly changed his pants.

5 hours later we were in the next arena and the PeaceKeepers pushed everyone off of the District Car. Literally.

Everybody was already inside the arena, and they stared at us like we were a meal....Probably McDonalds.

"WHAT!? YOU WANT SOME OF THIS?" I scream to Cradle (the boy from district 2).

He shakes his head,

"I'D RATHER HAVE A PIECE OF THAT SEXY-BOY NEXT TO YA!"

Oh my god, Peewee?? I almost say that he can have him, but I remember I'm supposed to be in "love" with him,

"Too bad! He's mine!" I yell, and I grab Peewee, dip him down, and kiss him right on the mouth. After a while, my lips get tired so I pull away.

Peewee comes up from the kiss a little dazed, and winks at me.

Nice job playing along, Peewee!

He leans in and whispers,

"Remember, we're supposed to be madly in love, so it's all right to make out with me anytime you want."

He's funny. But that's disgusting.

I look to my left and see the cameras have gotten the entire kiss on camera. Great, what's Garth going to think? I know he loves me. Its pretty obvious since he never calls me by my real name. He's probably going to hate me when I get home.

I walk over to my seat across from Peewee and sit down. My butt has barely touched the seat, when I see a GameCreator walking towards me.

"Excuse me, Dogpiss and Peewee?" he says.

"Yes," we say in unison.

"Looks like you guys are being sponsered by a third of the audience right now! You're at the top of the charts! Second place!," he says.

Second place?! That's it!?

"A secret sponser has donated a generous amount of money to move you and Peewee up a round," he continues.

He doesn't even have to explain it further, I already know what that means. There are 3 parts to the strength category. If a sponser "moves you up a round" you get to skip the first part of the strength category of the games. Then you get to go against the winners of that part, to move up to the final part of the strength category. From there, 6 tributes will be chosen to move on to the reflex round (THE THIRD AND FINAL STAGE) of The Derp Games.

"You guys can relax for a bit, while the first part of the strength round proceeds," he says.

I take Peewee's hand and we find a quiet corner to chat in until we get called up for the second round of the strength competition.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen! For the strength round of the Derp Games we will be doing...ARM WRESTLING! Two lucky tributes, Dogpiss and Peewee, or as I like to call them, PEEPISS, have been sponsered to skip the first part of the strength round! They will continue the rounds as normal after the first part of them has been completed!"

Blah blah blah. He doesn't shut up. Eventually the first round starts and Peewee and I are able to talk for a while.

"Are you nervous? For our turn in the strength round?" asks Peewee.

Yes. I'm terrified. I'm not strong! I can hunt, that's it!

"Pshhh no. This will be easy," I lie.

I know Peewee will get through this round in a breeze. He's the strongest guy I know; from lifting flour and such.

This round isn't fair. I can't even win arm wrestling with my sister! I decide to change the subject,

"So when did you fall in love with me?" I ask with a chuckle.

Peewee is shocked by this question,

"Well I don't know. I guess you started making an impression on me the first day I saw you," he smiles, "The first day of school! You had your hair in two buns instead of one, kind of like Princess Leia! It was fricking sexy. When we got to the music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the milkshake song. Your hand shot right up. She had you sing it for us, and every bird fell silent. I watched you go home every day after that. But I don't think you noticed me until I saved you from Plum's goat," he says.

How cheesy...But sweet at the same time. I'm not sure what to make of his little story. Is it just an act? Or is it true? Does Peewee really like me...?

I feel a stirring in my chest and realize that maybe he's not the only one who feels like this. My head draws in closer to his until our lips touch. This is the first kiss I feel isn't staged. There are no cameras around, just us.

I back away smiling, but not for long. Already the first part of the strength round has ended, and Peewee and I have to go arm-wrestle. My arms wrap around his warm buff bod to hug him, and I turn around to walk to my chair.