The Death Race

Laughter arises

"Ohh it looks bad. Will she be able to walk?" Shhh She might hear you. No she can't, she's unconscious!" *Groan* The pain in my leg is excruciating. My eyes painfully flutter open. My first sight is the group staring down at me, worry on their faces. I try to sit up but my leg (and Jasper) prevents that. Jasper gasps as I try to sit up. " you must rest Clarke." He says. He gently pushes my shoulder back to the ground. "How long have I been out?" I stutter. All's quite. Alex hesitates but then finally speaks. "6 hours" She mutters. "6 hours!!" I shout. "You should of woken up, I could've walked!" "You are in to much pain to walk." Annabeth shouts back at me. I sigh. "We camp here tonight, and if... If! You are better tomorrow we will walk." Lilly pronounces. I sigh in defeat. " Annabeth go get us some fire wood. Lilly and I will go hunting. You two" he says pointing at Alex and Ashton. " Take care of Clarke." They nod. Everyone splits up in every direction. Alex shuffles over to me and lays beside me. "How's your leg?" I give her a look. " Its great" I say sarcastically. She laughs. " Pretty stupid question hah?" I raise my eyebrows and look at her. "Ya think." We crack up laughing. My laughter soon turns to coughing. "Omg Ashton!!" Alex yells as soon as I start to cough up blood. Ashton quickly looks up at her. He then diverts his gaze towards me. "Sh*t" Ashton runs over to me. He quickly rolls me onto my side and pats my back. My coughs start to die down and soon all I quiet. I break the silence. "Watch your language." We burst out in laughter. " try not to make me laugh, it hurts" I gasp. They hold in their giggles. We stare at each other for a moment. The others come back to us rolling on the floor laughing. Alex is laughing so hard she's crying. I calm down my laughter and look up at Jasper. " did I miss a joke?" He asks. We look at each other and crack up once again. "No" Ashton snorts. He sighs and takes his catch over to the makeshift fire Annabeth made. I watch him quizzically as he skins the boar. The way he does it, so easily, there's no emotion in his gaze. I shiver at the thought of him killing someone. Would he feel regret or sorrow? We gather around the fire and wait for the meat to cook. We wait till everyone has a piece of boar on a stick. "We feast tonight." Lilly shouts. We munch on our dinner and talk about life before the race. We go to bed laughing. I wished the night would never end. It was the funnest night I have ever had. Sitting with friends and gossiping. "We will make it to the end!" Jasper toasts. He winks at me. Cheers arise all around me.
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I wake up in the middle of the night. Standing over me is Jasper. He's holding something in his left hand. A knife!!?? Dark slimy blood is dripping for the tip. I look around and I see 4 pairs of dead cold eyes staring up at the sky. "You killed them all? Why?" I whisper in disbelief. " You all pose a threat to me, it's better to get you all out of the way." He sneers. "And your next" I get up as fast as I can and limp away from the campsite and my friends dead bodies. How could he?! I wipe a tear from my eye. I gasp as someone tackles me from behind. I hear my head crack as I land on the hard ground. I squirm trying to get away from Jasper. He's got pinned down, death nears me. I stare into his dark eyes begging for mercy. His eyes are only filled with pure hatred and evil. What happened to the funny kind Jasper? "Shame, such a pretty face has to go to waste." I squirm under his weight. " please, Jasper don't do this, please!" I beg. "Goodbye Clarke." I scream as he plunges the knife into my heart.