Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

That night, I fell asleep in bed next to Finnick and woke up with his arms around me.

What....?

"Rose and shine sl-" Lorain stops when she sees me and Finnick.

"Oh..you two are the cutest love birds..."

"Ha, no. No. He just had a bad dream and I came to comfort him.."

Finnick's still asleep. "Ok, well I'll let you wake him up."

Lorain walks out and I stroke Finnick's hair a bit while he's still asleep. Then shake him awake gently.

"Hey...Finnick...?" I say

"Ya...I'm awake..."

"Ok....how long exactly..."

"The whole time you were stroking my hair."

My whole face gets red and I see Finnick smiles at me.

"Excuse me! You are suppost to be doing you're work! Now get up! Breakfast is suppost to be made! Come on now!" Lorain scolds Smiles. I instantly get up with Finnick behind me as I rush in and stand up to Lorain.

"Stop! I let her sleep there, it's fine! Leave her alone, Lorain. It's ok." I say. "Excuse me.....? What? Umm. Lillian, I thought we already talked about this!"

"Lorain, it's fine. She's ok." Maggs says. Lorain just rolls her eyes and sits down at the table.

"Today, you are to be tested on you're skills. Lillian, make sure you show them you're skill. Knives, right?" I nod. "Finnick, be sure to show them you're sword. Or trident...." Maggs says to Finnick as he nods.

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Taking the plates to the sink, Smiles drops a few on the ground and they break and shatter into mini pieces of sharp glass. "Here, let me help." I say and help Smiles clean it up. "Lillian! What is it with you and this thing! That is not you're job. She is an Avox, and you are not. I suggest you sit down." Lorain scolds me. But I just ignore her. All I say when I sit back down is, "how dare you....call her a 'thing' she is a person too, Lorain. And I bet you she has much more of an important past behind her more than anything you could ever think of. Avox's are people to. Respect it." I say and walk away to my room. Next thing I know, Maggs comes in, telling me it's time. And good luck. Ya, I'll need it.

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