Rye's POV:
I'm about to go outside to walk to the training center when I see bright, flashing lights with Capitol doctors surrounded by someone.
I bet someone put their 12 inch heels on instead of their 3 inch ones and attempted running. I mean, I the best the Capitol people can run. I would think of it more as wobble.
Honestly, do they get any outdoor exercise? That's a question I don't want answered.
But there is a question I want answered; who is the person who's surrounded?
I start walking forward, towards the crowd, until I heard someone call my name.
"Rye! What happened?!?" I hear Willow yelling, running to me, pointing at the lights and people.
"I don't know. I think someone fell." I say, not mentioning the heels hypothesis I came up with.
With us still walking to the mess, I think that it might not be a clumsy Capitol person who fell.
I get about ten feet away and I can definitely tell who it was.
"Jamaica." Willow and I say in unison.
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The Games We Play
Fanfiction#Wattys2016 Katniss and Peeta's daughter, Willow is 4 years older than Rye, her brother. The family has lived a peaceful life since Snow is gone. One day the remaining victors go to a meeting in District 13, finding out that Panem is go...
