The Games - A PP OUAT Fanfiction

Six.

Dreams always hold a special meaning to me. They have ever since I was in the accident.

At first, it was pleasant. I was on the cliff, holding hands with Pan. He was smiling gently at me, and he asked if I wanted to fly again. Of course I nodded. He put his arms around my waist, pulling me to his chest - which I would NEVER have allowed - and we flew over the island. Once he got far enough that I could see the whole of Neverland, he looked down at me, and began to lean in; slowly, seductively. Just before our lips touched, his arms were pulled away from me by some invisible force, and I was falling head first through glass.

That's when I jerked awake. I immediately grabbed my weapons and the cloak I had seen the other day off the end of the bed and put it on; I didn't bother to put the hood up because I knew I would just be taking it off later anyways. And besides, I was still wearing my gray beanie. I walked to the edge of the campsite and sat, heavily, and laid down on the ground on my back. I hugged my bow to my chest and closed my eyes.

And I silently cried. I faced the rain directly so it looked as if it was just rain drops going down my face. I made the quiet moans of sadness and pain look as if I was just doing it in my sleep. I did that until the rain stopped. By then the sun was almost up. So I went back to my tent and dried myself off to the best of my abilities. I heard someone walk into my tent and drew my knife, turning to face a surprised-looking Edith. "What are you doing?"

I sighed in relief and set the knife on the desk. "I didn't know it was you."

"Oh, yes," she said sarcastically, "I feel better knowing you would've pointed it at my brother if he had walked in instead of me." I couldn't help but laugh. I love how perky little Edith could always make me laugh with even the tiniest jokes she cracked. It felt really nice to laugh. She smiled, too. "Yes, well, I saw you going in your tent about half an hour ago, but you never came out. I just wanted to check on you." She paused and walked right up to me. Her face instantly softened. "Have you been crying?"

Dang it.

I smiled a bit. "Naw. I was just asleep."

"But I thought you didn't sleep?"

Dang it!

"I do sometimes. Hardly ever, though. And if I do, I'd be lucky to get even an hour."

"Oh. What's the most sleep you've ever gotten?"

I laughed a little. "I used to sleep like everyone else. But then..."

"What happened?" she asked gently, quietly.

I had a sudden flashback. I was just laughing with my uncle, who was driving us down the road. We were almost to my house. Then, suddenly, he was slamming on the brakes, we were hitting a semi truck full-on and my seat belt was breaking, sending me out the front window and into the front of the truck. I hadn't realized that a tear had escaped my cloudy eyes until I felt Edith brush it away. "An accident," I whispered. "That's what happened."

"Now, Kasey," she said gently but sternly, "you must keep it together. The group can't see you like this. Especially Mikah. She was talking about forming allies today."

I groaned. "Just what I need. To know no one likes me." She scoffed. She sounded offended. "Oh. Right. Except maybe you."

She rolled her eyes. "Come on. They're waiting."

I nodded and swung my new cloak over my shoulder (and it was black, just in case you were wondering) and got all my weapons before following her out. The group was sitting lazily by the rather small bonfire. I took a seat on a log beside Edith and accepted a plate of food from her. It took me a moment to notice no one else was eating. "Why aren't any of you eating?" I asked.