Cindy Brady

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y/n= your name

l/n= your last name

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Your POV:
It's been days. You've lost count how many but it's been a while out here. You're from District 12, the district of mining. Unfortunately you were chosen in you first year. When first hearing your name you froze thinking it wasn't possible but here you are on day something. The day was coming to an end so you found a tree to sleep in. It looked safe so you climbed up the tree just in time so see who was left in the deadly forest. "A girl from 4, a boy from 7 and a boy from 8." You say as their descriptions appear in the sky. You wrapped a rope around your waist and tree to keep you secure during the night.

Morning came and you wake up with the 'sun'. A yawned escaped your lips before you you quickly covered your mouth. If anyone heard you could die even quicker. You look around to see if anyone heard. On another branch on the opposite side of the tree was the blonde haired girl from 1. The last time you saw her was in training. You gasp and hide yourself behind the tree. Although you knew nothing about the girl, District 1 were alway hungry to win. You hear the girl stir and wake up. She looks behind the tree, careful not to fall, revealing you looking terrified.

"Hi, I'm Cindy the girl from district 1." She says oddly chipper. You stare back at her with fear. She can feel that your scared. "Hey, you don't need to be scared. I'm not here to kill, I'm here to survive. I thought you looked friendly." This calmed your nerves. "I'm Y/n from 12. Sorry for being scared." Cindy gives a nice smile in returned. "I'm not surprised, not with some of the people out here." She pauses before asking "Do you want to get out of here? Get some food get to know each other?" She seems friendly enough you reply with yes and climb down the tree.

As you walk and talk and even laugh a little you hear a cannon. The symbol of death. A silence comes between you. "I'm sorry about your partner." you say sympathetically. "Oh, Steven. Yeah thanks." Cindy replies. Steven had died right at the beginning. Neither of you had partners anymore. It was a shame but your partner and you weren't close. After more silence you began to talk again about the games. "What was it like being chosen? Like in 12." Cindy asks. You remember the day. It was a warm summers day and you were rushing to make it in time. In the end you did, just in time for your name to be called. "It was horrible, I felt so isolated and unloved. But I hope I am doing 12 Proud. What about in 1?" You say as you walk along to find a good hiding spot. "When my name was called everyone cheered- well all except my family, they were devastated. It was like they were happy about the whole situation. They were celebrating." Cindy seemed upset so you gave her a side hug. 

After walking for hours, without coming into contact with anyone else the sun began to set. "We should probably set up camp for the night." You say looking for somewhere to sleep. "Yeah." Cindy agrees and makes sure nobody is near. About 100 meters away you see a cave. "Hey, what about we camp in that cave tonight?" you ask and Cindy nods. Before reaching the cave you take  out a knife that you found in the bag you were able to retrieve when it started. Of course you weren't going to kill anyone, it was for self defence. You came into these games to survive, not kill. 

Time passed and you were about to sleep. You made sure to go deep into the cave so your fire would attract anyone passing by. Both of you layout out your sleeping bags next to each other and looked up at the ceiling of the cave. "Cindy, I think you're my new best friend." You say still starring at the ceiling. "Yeah I think you're mine too" she replies reaching out to grab your hand. She turns her head to look at you and you do the same. "Best Friends?" she asks. "Best friends." you reply with the first smile in weeks.  

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For @woolhatandlucy Sorry for the wait but hope you enjoyed it.  

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