The 71st Hunger Games
Chapter 4:
As soon as District 7 disappeared, I ran into my room and locked the door. I threw everything I could on the floor. Why me? I thought. Everything crashed and broke. After about 5 minutes, I sat on the bed and turned my bracelet round and round my wrist. There is a knock on the door. I get up and unlock the door. Opening the door, I see Lazail staring at me. "What do you want?!" I snap at him a bit too harshly. "Oh, never mind. Bye." He says sounding hurt. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that. Come in." I apologise. I walk back to my bed and sit down. Lazail sits next to me. "Are you hungry?" He asks. I'm starving, but I just nod. He gets up and gives me his hand. Mine are bloody and sore so when he takes my hand, he leads me to the bathroom. After I wash, dry and put a few plasters on my hand, I take Lazail's hand. Our eyes meet. His eyes eyes are emerald green and his dirty blonde hair flops across his right eye. He is actually quite handsome. To bad he is gonna die.
