I feel my heart pumping in my chest as he walks towards me, I’m terrified. As he gets closer, I find I can’t breathe. Before I have time to think, hes standing in front of me, it’s then that I notice how small my feet are compared to his. (weird way of saying shes looking down) “Hey..” he pauses, as if asking my name. “Corinne” I respond, regretting how shaky my voice is; he smirks. He had to have known before was somewhat intimidated by him, but now his thoughts are just confirmed I suppose. “well, what you did is pretty impressive for someone your size, he says nodding towards the avoxs bringing in new dummies, seeing as I mauled two of them. I nod, slowly; not really knowing where he was going with this.
As much as I tried to hide my fear, I instinctively took a step back. “don’t be like that,” he says, almost kindly, but with a hint of venom in his voice. “im not going to hurt you” on the word ‘hurt’ I see him slightly tense, as if imagining my death. “now, sense you can undoubtedly guess what im about to ask, will you, or will you not, join the careers.” Im terrified, I don’t want to be with these murders. I shake my head quickly, and run out of the room.
I quickly run to the elevator, and up to our floor. I run to my room and jump on my bed, crying into the pillow. “why me?” I whimper into my pillow, my self pity is cut short when I hear a noise, or think I hear a noise, I quickly decide its nothing. I still don’t feel safe though, it is his floor to, he has easy access to it.
I open my door, and look from side to side. When I see no one, I run to the elevator and up to the 12th floor, my friend has a sister who won the games, she said the roof was private; almost no one knew about it. I quickly run through the floor, and find the staircase. I run up and find the door open, I shut it behind me and run to the corner of the roof and cry.
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I’ve been sitting here for a few hours, and have sense calmed down. I just sit , thinking, ‘will anyone find me up here?’ I think to myself, the district 12 tributes probably know about it, but the question is; will they come up here tonight. I doubt it, they’re probably too busy eating, though I don’t blame them; if I were from 12, I probably would spend my whole time eating as well.
I stand and begin to pace, contemplating what I should do, I could stay up here tonight, doubt anyone would miss me anyway, or I could go downstairs and risk running into my Zack before I can hide in my room.
I freeze when I hear the door open, then I quickly run to the corner and hide. “hello?” I hear a soft voice call out, “is anyone there?” I hear slight fear in her voice, but I suppose I can understand it; who knows what would be on the roof of a building in the capitol?
Before i have time to think farther, she sees me. “im sorry” she whimpers, “I didn’t relies anyone else was up here” as she says this, she slowly backs away, towards the door. “no!” I say quickly, I’ll leave. I stand and see the girl from 12, she looks about 14, she has the typical grey eyes, but also has long blonde hair. Im surprised honestly, I’ve never seen a tribute from 12 with blonde hair.
When she sees me stand, she winces, she must not have seen who I was before I stood. “n no,” she stammers, she dosent seem to know what to say. “its ok,” I say softly, “im not like them” she calms slightly, but still looks suspicious. “I’m not,” I say, “I refused to join them for a reason, she smiles slightly at this, and takes a step closer.
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Within 20 minutes, we relies we do have much in common. She has a sister as well, and her older brother got sick in the mine. She tells me how brave it was for me to volunteer, especially because of my age. I almost forget shes 2 years older than me, because she acts as though she was my age.
After a few more minutes , I bring up the games.
“what are you good at” I say, somewhat awkwardly
“nothing really, just the basics; I run quickly, I can survive on almost nothing”
We both smile when she says this, she does have the advantage there. It can help to know how t be hungry, a skill I don’t possess.
“im not good at anything” I say softly
“you are, we’ve all seen you with swords”
I grin at this, “but im not good at anything else”
“at least you have a weapon”
“wont do me much good when im starving to death.”
“wont happen, you’ll have people begging to sponsor you, especially when the gamemakes see your skills”
Its then that I get an idea, “its not too late for you, It dosent take long to learn to use a knife, you wont master it, but you can still get a good score.”
“I guess,”
“I’ll help you, “ I say determinedly
She grins, “and I can help you with plants, theres a few plants that you can eat, they aren’t necessarily the best tasting, but its eatable.”
I reach out my hand, she slowly takes it and we shake on it. Though we haven’t said it, im pretty sure I’ve just found an ally.
