After walking a few minutes, we stop. I stare back over at Jon, with his hands still covering his ears. I can't bear to see anyone like this so I place my hand gently on his shoulder, making him jerk and look back at me.
"I'm so sorry," I say.
"No," he says, removing his hands from his ears. "Thank you. Sometimes having this 'power' sucks."
I tilt my head. "What?"
"Well, I can kinda forecast the future. I see how everyone acts and what they would do. So I can see what'll happen next. According to my thoughts, you're going to win."
I stare at him. "You must be crazy. I can't win."
"Sure you can. Just wait and see."
"Elena," I hear Sarah's voice and walk back over to her.
Sarah points to a fake robotic beast that looks like a large bear with fangs and claws. "I think we may have a problem."
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I Can't (A Hunger Games Fanfiction)
FantasyWhat if you were reaped for the Hunger Games? Would you kill others? Would you hide? Would you fight? Would you die? Would you live? ...
