Then There Were Five

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Harry

Seleen and I were sitting with our trainer and stylists for dinner.  I couldn't stop thinking about that girl from District three.  I didn't know her name, yet she was racking my brain!

Seleen wasn't too thrilled about me playing her. I wasn't really trying to, but she felt that just because I was admiring another girl from afar, that I must be cheating.

"But we're not even together!" I said during the argument.

"Oh, no!" she spat. "Do not use that excuse on me.  We WERE together. We did everything--" she stopped. "You know what? We're done!"

"But we're not together!" I shouted as she darted toward the door.

"I don't care!" she said, and slammed the door shut.

Now things were just....awkward. I couldn't even look at her without wanting to argue with her over something. I could tell she felt that same way.  I don't even know how the argument even started, but it shook us and our relationship.   I had to literally throw myself into conversations or say something completely random to keep the silence from becoming too much to bear. 

Eventually, I'd had enough. So, I stood up from the table, excused myself, and high-tailed it to my room. I locked the door behind and stripped down, flopping down on the bed.  I couldn't handle rejection, even though it wasn't really rejection, because we weren't together.  I had even met that girl from District 3, so why did I feel so guilty. Why?! We weren't together, and I didn't cheat! So why?

My eyes closed, and I drifted off into forced--and much needed--sleep...

I looked around me. Surrounding me were trees.  I wasn't familiar with this setting at all. Suddenly, my eyes caught glimpse of blonde hair. I turned my head to get a full view of the girl.

It was the girl from District 3.

Without realizing it, I began to run.

Run toward her.  I wnted this girl--I needed this girl. And I intended on getting her.  

As I got closer to her, her skin became less noticeable, like it was blending into the bark, or the undergrowth.  Her hair still shone.  I got all the way to her, and I tried to look into her eyes, but found that I couldn't.

My own eyes reflected back.

I jolted awake, beads of sweat forming on my forehead and chest.   I took a few deep breaths, calming the war raging inside me. I rested my head on my knees.  What about that dream had shaken me enough to wake me? Was it the fact that the girl hadn't really been there? Maybe I couldn't dream fully about her because I hadn't fully seen her. At the parade, I'd only seen her hair and dress.  If I wanted to get the full picture of her beauty, I'd have to at least see her face.

That thought led me into a nightmare of dangerous thoughts.  What if she didn't like me?  What if she wasn't everything I had been fantasizing about? What if my mind--and my hormones--had been playing dirty tricks on me, and I wasn't nearly as attracted to her as I thought I was? No, she would like me.  Love me, even.

Light shone through the curtains, blinding me with its ray of sun.  I stood up quickly, running to close the curtain, when there was a knock on the door.  I went over and opened it, revealing none other than...Seleen.

"The trainer wants us to meet with her to go over more strategy plans." She turned to leave when she stopped. "You should put some clothes on. I hear she isn't easily charmed." she said, venom apparent on her tongue.

Temporarily ignoring her harsh tone, I scrambled arounf, looking for something to wear.  I only had to deal with her attitude for another week. Then, I could have that girl all to myself.