Fandom High

Half done then add one

Normally, in a real hunger games, when a person saw you and you were close, you'd kill them. I have 6 knives in my hand but, when a guy looks up at you in a tree, smiles, and says "Allies?" you don't really have the reflexes to do anything but stare.

"Okay," I say back.

But this is a real Hunger Games. In a real Hunger Games you have enemies. But I'm not gonna live in here without at least one friend.

We stare back at eachother in awkward silence.

"So, are you goin' to come down or no," he says not really like a question, but a suggestion.

"Kay," I reply quietly and jump down. He helps me up and takes on of my bags and I get cautious and let go of his hand and think about trusting him or not with my bag, it's the bag with the weapons.

"Relax, I'm just holding it, I promise I won't take off with it,"

I continue to look at him and right before I reply, he looks behind me. We're kind of late because the next tribute is looking right at us.

"4,"

My eyes widen.

"Come on," I mutter and we scramble away, straight for a couple seconds and then a left, towards the lake. I hope that person doesn't know where we are now, we turned left and went deeper into the forest so many times that im positive we're safe.

We stop to catch out breathe, he holds out his hand,

"Luke,"

I shake his hand,

"Khloe,"

He grins,

"Nice to meet you,
"You too."
And that pretty much ends it.

We start towards the lake again. I can see it in the clearing, and the beautiful bush I'll call home in a couple days, beside it, on the other side.

"I knew that girl, the one who just came in, she's a big threat,"

I think back to the redhead girl who just came in.

"I didn't know her. I'm so confused, my schools principal made this group, and she was going to send us all in. But I'm the only one from my group here.."

"Mine too! What school are you from?"

"Fandom high,"

"Lucky! I applied for that but I forgot to mail the letter in in time. You probably never heard of mine."

"Probably not, I used to go to another school, like maybe a couple weeks ago or something, in Canada, you've probably never heard of it either,"

"Canada? So I guess you're pretty used to the cold right?"

"I guess, I didn't live too North, I lived more south.

"Ah,"

"Yeah,"

Silence

"The girls' name is Prissy,"

The name is familiar to me.

Prissy.

From where?

Oh yeah, when I was little, I thought in my past life, my name was Prissy. And I was apperently wise. So whenever I need to make a decision or something, I think about what myself in my past life would do.