Seven

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Annie moaned herself awake. Looking around, she moved her soar head and found her quiver of arrows, and bow right next to her.

She sat up more, and counted her arrows. The same number, when she last counted them. Annie put the spare arrow she got from Jessica into the quiver.

Hearing a rustle in the bush, Annie turned her head, with eyes widen like an almond. There she found April, hiding.

Annie sat on her knees, and studied April. April looked as if Annie was awake to slaughter her. April was a bit dirty, and a little bit wounded. But none of her wounds were threatening to her small body.

"Hey, hey. No, no it's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you." Annie said, in a calm, smooth voice.

After a while, April was now getting close to Annie. April trusted Annie like no other. And they just met.

Annie was able to kill two male rabbits, and cook them up. April was so thin, but she had some food that Annie guessed she was saving when she needed to eat.

April and Annie ate together in silence. Annie was full, but April didn't seem that full.

Annie grabbed her spare rabbit legs, and handed them to April.

"Here. You can have them." April looked at Annie.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'm full, and besides, I'll get more food anyways." Annie said. April smiled wide, and Annie handed her the food.

April ate them gladly. Annie watch her eat.

"Well, from the way your eating, I can see your not allergic to anything. Well, not for now at least." She said. April looked at her.

"I'm allergic to a certain type of flower. I'm not sure what it's called though. But I seen it around here, a lot. That's why I stayed up in the trees." She explained.

"I thought you only did that, to stay away from the other competitors?" Annie said.

"No. Well, maybe eighty percent of hiding in the trees was to hide, while the other percentage was from my allergy."

"Maybe I can help you tell you what kind of flower it is. If you describe it by detail." Annie said.

April looked up and pointed forward.

"There's a bed of them right there." Annie looked and by a mossy log, was a small bed of small purple flowers.

"Periwinkles." Annie said. "They're periwinkles."

"Oh." April exclaimed. "Okay. Who taught you different types of flowers, and stuff?"

Annie looked at her, and blinked.

"Armin."

"Who's Armin?" April asked in a girly voice. Like the kind of voice girl's use, when they have a sleepover or something.

"He's no one, really. Just someone who I know."

"Then that makes him someone." April said.

Back at town, Armin couldn't help but smile and chuckle a bit.

Annie blinked, still looking at April. Then the question finally came to her.

"James...Jessica...JEAN! How long have I been out?" April looked at her shocked.

"Three days. None died after Jessica and James. So your buddy from your town is still alive. But I do believe he is injured." April explained.

"At least he's still alive." Annie whispered. That's when she noticed the leaves on her arms. "What the-"

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