We spend the next month in the woods around District 2, no one bothers us, it is better than I even imagined. Being with him every minute of every day, we spend our time together, hunting, talking, swimming, but best of all kissing. I’m 17 but no one thinks that, everyone thinks I’m 15 but Cato has just turned 18 and you can tell. After 2 weeks in the woods I decide to let Cato take our relationship further despite the nervousness buzzing inside me. I wake up next to him with shaking hands, still in shock about what he said to me, “I'd rather die than not be with you.I have never felt a love more passionate than this". I rise from the comfort of my head on Cato’s arm and head out into the woods, all is silent apart from the occasional Mockingjay melody and the breaking of twigs beneath my feet. The silence is eerie that I start singing to the Mockingjays above me, they fall silent as if entranced by the new melody then they start whistling it merrily. I feel someone’s arms wrap around me, for a second I think it might be a peacekeeper finally finding us but then I see the hands, scarred and dirty, no peacekeeper would dare look like this. I turn around to his smiling but filthy face and he presses my lips to his softly, when we break I sit on the floor and pull the grass from the floor.
“You ok?” Cato asks worriedly joining me on the grassy floor , I sigh, this still seems surreal to me, being beyond District 2, being a runaway, being with him, being his girlfriend. The Mockingjays still sing in the trees above, suddenly the woods fall silent apart from one Mockingjay that makes a high pitched noise. Cato looks to the sky and I follow his gaze, right above us is a hovercraft, my heart sinks, they’ve found us we will be sent to the Capitol, they will cut out our tongues and we will avoxes for the rest of our lives. However hovercraft soars right over us and lands on the aircraft station on the outskirt of District 2. Instantly Cato jumps up with no sign of an explanation why, grabs my hand and runs towards the fence, towards District 2, I dig my heels into the ground, making him stop.
"What is going on? Where are we going?” I demand. Why would there be a hovercraft coming to District 2, I rack my brains for a reasonable explanation but nothing comes to mind.
“The Games, it’s the reaping today” Cato explains,
“But we ran away why do we need to go the reaping, we are safe” I reply still confused, but instead of the response I hoped for Cato shakes his head and replies.
“They sign everyone in, remember? If we don’t go the peacekeepers will search for us and when they can’t find us they’ll send hovercrafts and peacekeepers to find us then we’ll be turned into avoxes or they’ll kill us”. My heart sinks, the thought of District 2, I thought we had escaped for good but apparently not. Cato pulls me a little too harshly and I frantically grab onto him. We run until we reach the fence then we slide under as if we never left and head towards the District 2 justice building.
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Sorry it's short, I've had a bit of a busy time lately. I keep meaning to add pictures and add a cast but I forget, having a goldfish brain and all. Next update soon.
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