Chapter One: The Disaster

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"Let's move, Allie," the first girl says, clearly stunned. She bends down and picks up a broken billboard, displaying the face of President Snow. "Hey, Allie, look!"

Allie smirks and says "You're showing me the face of an dictator. Thanks."

"I'll keep this. His supporters are gonna have a field day when I finally get around to finding them!" the girl laughs.

"You're a scarily dangerous girl," Allie teases her friend as they start walking. Her friend begins to kick at stones and rocks. Rubble. It's all rubble. There is rubble everywhere, Allie thinks, watching the streets surrounding her as her best friend kicks the stone. "Do you have to do that?" she asks, pushing a strand of raven black hair from her face.

"Yes," her friend replies, her cool tone underlined with annoyance. "I do have to do this."

"I'm tellin' ya, they've been caught! All of 'em! Snow'll have 'em executed!" shouts a woman's voice from further ahead. 

"Snow would have killed them by now, surely?" shouts another woman.

"Come on," whispers Allie as she pulls her friend into a building behind the shouting women and pulls her up the stairs. They look out of a broken window to find more people, all of them supporting the old President of Panem, Coriolanus Snow. "What do we do? If they find out they our alliance is with her, with the Mockingjay, we'll be stoned to death by them," Allie whispers. 

"Well, it's a good way to go, showing our allegiances. We did that when the uprisings started," her friend points out, untying and unravelling the bubblegum pink braid from her hair and letting it fall around her shoulders. She picks up the gathered billboard pieces of Snow's face and grins. "Take half and follow my lead," she whispers, then leans out of the window.

"What for?" Allie asks, concerned about what her friend's planning. 

"This!" she whispers, then yells out of the window "Hey, Snow-pporters, up here!"

"Who are you?!" one of the group below calls back.

"I'm your worst nightmare! Taste the rebellion!" she screams, then starts pelting them with Snow's billboards.

"You're insane," Allie sighs as she joins her. 

That's when the rocks start to fly at them. "Rebels! You're the reason this places is such a mess!"

"Allie, get down!" the bubblegum haired girl shouts.

"No way!" Allie yells. She searches the ground and finds a grenade as a rock slices her friend's cheek open. "Oh, my God! Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," her friend groans, clutching her face, then she picks up a rock and leans out of the window and screams "Oi, numb-skulls! Chew on this!" and throws the rock. 

Angry that someone's hit her friend, Allie pulls the pin on the grenade and throws it at them, then moves the injured girl back, yelling "You don't hurt her and get away with it!"

The explosion rocks the earth and the two girls huddle away, protecting themselves. "That was fun," the first girl whimpers.

"Yeah. You okay?" Allie asks.

"I'll live," her friend replies dryly. "Let's get out of here." 


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