"Wake up," Ben says, shaking me awake.
"What?" I yawn and peer up at him. He glares at me, his hand on his hips.
"It's ten a.m." I swiftly stand up. I knew I was up late, but not long enough to sleep until ten. "Were you up late last night?" I nod.
"Maybe one or later." Ben sighs.
"Are you still tired?"
"No."
"Then come on. We're moving."
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Jon, Sarah, Jaelyn, Aaron, Bernard, Ben, and I walk among the trees, weapons in our hands. I hold on tightly to the bow, almost scared someone will take it or I will drop it. I take a deep breath and loosen my grip slightly.
"Where are we going?" I ask. Sarah's about to answer, but there is a scream. My breath quickens. I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn my head to see Sarah. There's a worried expression on her face.
"There's someone following us," she says, removing her hand from my shoulder. I turn my head around to see a bush remove fiercely. I stop walking and point an arrow into the bush.
"Show yourself," I say sternly. A younger girl with bright red hair stands up. "Who are you?"
"Isa Wright," she answers.
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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? ...
