The boy from district 9

Chapter 4 The team

Harry has one arm wrapped round me and walks me through the forest. he looks around making sure we are not being followed. I look at my swollen arm and groan.

"Nearly here now" Harry whispers

He walks up to what looks like a small cave that would just about fit one of us in it.

I stare at him confused and a grin appears on his face.

He crawls inside and helps me in. I look around the cave it does look a lot different outside then it does inside.

"It's huge" I gasp

"Not what you were expecting?" Harry laughs

"now... lets sort out your arm"

He walks over to a young boy with his back to us.

He turns around and gives us a warm smile.

It's the boy from district 7 Liam.

"Hey summer right?"

"Yea Liam right?"

He nods and shows me to his bags he is so happy and warm. but how can he feel like this?

"Hey Liam" Harry pops up.

"Hey, Ellie and Aimee found us some water if you want any." Liam points over to a couple if bottles of water in the corner.

"Thanks we will have a drink in a bit but I need you to look at summers arm"

I almost forgot about it until Harry brought it back up.

"Sure lets have a look then"

I bring my arm up and show it to Liam.

"Ouch that must of hurt"

"Haha yeah it did" I laugh

He walks over to one of the water bottles and pours some on my arm it feels nice. He then gets some sort of rag and rests it on my arm.

"This will make the swelling go down I will check on it later" he smiles

"Thank you" I sigh in relief.

"Come on" Harry says

"Lets get some water and rest.

I look up at him and before I speak he answers my question.

"You need some rest I will explain all of this after a nap.

I can't really argue with that I am pretty tired.

"Ok" I yawn

Harry walks me over to a dark part of the cave with lots of sleeping bags. how many people are here? I question myself.

"Here's your one" Harry says as he grabs out a sleeping bag.

I get in and lie down and try to get comfy. Harry lies down next to me.

Before I no it I feel my eyes start to close.

"Night summer" Harry whispers.

"Night" I mumble and let my eyes close.