Sarah steps in. "Jon's going to be fine. Just needs some sleep," she says and looks over to Ben and Bernard, taking like old friends. "What happened?" she asks and sits down next to me. "Why are you just sitting there?"
"I was talking to Aaron and he walked out for a moment," I answer.
Sarah's face turns on. "OMG!" she screams, but quickly covers her mouth. "Sorry," she whispers. "I just got an idea for sponsors."
"What?" I ask with a sigh. Trying to get sponsors won't work unless you do it right and Sarah doesn't seem like someone who will do anything to win.
"You won't like it."
"Just spit it out already."
"You know what almost everyone wants to see, right?"
"Action. I don't want to get myself killed for sponsors."
"No. Love." I stare at her like she just puked up a snake. "You're surely a better actress than me."
"What? Fake fall for the scared, the weirdo, or the... whoever Bernard is?"
"Aaron isn't a weirdo; he just clearly likes you, so he watches you. Other than that, he's friendly, smart, and pretty good-looking."
"If you think that, why don't you fake date him." I feel anger rise in my voice.
"I don't; it's just what other's say. Come on; he likes you. Maybe it'll work out."
"Look," I say. "Love never works, and it never will."
"How do you know that?"
I sigh. "I've seen it."
"Tell me."
"I remember myself, young, maybe three. It's my earliest memory. My mother was laughing like crazy, her hand laid on her fattened stomach. My father sat beside her, smiling with his arm wrapped around her. I don't remember much, but I do remember this.
"Then, these men in white suits came and took my father away, leaving my mother crying there alone. I didn't know what he did to be taken away, but all we know is that he hasn't come back, and is most likely dead.
"We were the happiest family around, that much was known and we didn't care what other's thought."
I look back at her. "The Capitol took my father away from us." Sarah's tear stained eyes almost seem to grow a little grey.
(A/N: Which one is true? The one about her dad getting sick or getting taken away. Tell me what you think in the comments.)
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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? ...