The Grrr Games

Chapter 13

Vicky's POV

I walk through the forest and just a think about what life will be like after I get out of this hell hole. I hope that it will go back to normal. I don't want to be treated any differently back home when they all learn just how much of a badass I am.

Maybe I'll meet my mate when this is all done. Then we can move to Paris, and we can learn Spanish together, make a family...

I realize just how much I want a mate in my life. That one person who just completes you, and makes you feel happy all the time.

I just want to feel that spark when we touch, and the way that his lips move against mine...

Damn, I haven't even found my mate yet and I'm day dreaming about him.

A picture of the king pops up and I quickly push it aside. It is not healthy to be thinking about him this much. If anyone found out it would probably be off with my head!

I get back to the hut, totally exhausted, and collapse onto the floor. This is starting to get tiring. And boring. There is nothing to do in this hell hole!

I lay down and wait for sleep to come over me, and wen it does, I dream...

I seem to be in some type of swamp, maybe in Louisiana, because there is lots of swaps there, right? I think so cuz the bottom of their state has lots of little things that stick out...

Never mind, let's just assume that I'm in Louisiana. I'm in the middle of a green swamp, and I can't see land anywhere around me.

I try to walk through the muck but it's too thick. I can't move.

I calm my breathing down, telling myself that there is no need to freak out, because there isn't. I just need to find a way to get out of here...

That's when I see there green things come up out of the muck and start to come towards me. There are about 5 and I'm totally confused.

Wait, Louisiana has lots of alligators too, right? Dammit, swaps equal alligators. It's official, I'm about to die.

I try to move my feet some more but they don't budge. The green things continue to move towards me as I move my arms around, trying to get enough momentum to move.

The Alligators are now almost to me, so I close my eyes and wait for it all to be over. My life, my not-found mate, my future children...

I stand there and cringe, waiting for the pain to come, when it doesn't.

I open my eyes and Im not touching the ground. I feel and see the strong arms that are carrying me. I close my eyes again and sign from the feeling of being in these arms. I open my eyes again to see the face of my hero but only see sunlight shining into my eyes.

I look around and see that I'm in my hut with the sun shining through the cracks in the wall.

The dream felt so real, just like physically feeling his arms around me. And not even getting to see his face! Ugh, whatever.

I sit up and hear my stomachs growl. I take out my gummy bears and eat the entire bag. Great breakfast right? Well I don't give a duck so deal with it.

I get up and take my hair brush out of my back pack. My hair is a total wreck! It takes me about 10 minutes just to brush it, much less do something with it.

I make two French braid pig tails and bet that I look like a 6 year old.

"Morning meeting!" Ugh, not again. I expected this to come but I'd didn't actually want to go.

I grab my weapons belt and head out to the clearing for what seems to be the 50th time.

I do the regular procedure, with the standing on the circle and getting there before just about everyone.

At last everyone gets there.

"Okay, good morning everyone. Let's begin with our fun morning activity."

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