I heard the door slam open, and I pulled back from Harry's lips, his hands still tangled in my hair.
"Can't say I didn't see this coming," I heard an unfamiliar voice say. He had a peacekeeper uniform on, and he stood at the doorway with a gun. Probably incase some stupid person tried to fight, or escape.
"C'mon, Addy," I heard Harry whisper in my ear, as he took my hand and stood up. I grabbed his firmly and stood up, as we walked out the door infront of the peacekeeper.
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Me and Harry were led to some sort of aircraft. It was giant, and I started shaking as I saw it. I was terrified of anything that was loud and flew. Harry squeezed my hand, and I had a little reasurrance.
But that reassurance lasted seconds, as they pulled us apart, to seat girls on one side and boys on the other.
"Arm out," A lady suddenly said. "W-why?" I asked, holding out my arm. Then suddenly my whole right side filled with pain as a long needle was stuck into my arm. "Tracker." She said simply, before moving on to the girl beside me. I rubbed my arm, and looked to see an incision, but there was nothing there. All the pain had gone once she took the needle out.
I shook my head, as the aircraft rose into the air.
I looked up and, of course, made eye contact with the one and only Louis. I looked away quickly though, to find Liam. He was trying to tell me something through his eyes, but I couldn't understand..
And then we were stopped, and they were gesturing us out, and into a tall building.
I wasn't actually sure if we were just going fast, or if it we were moving normally and my mind was speeding things up. But then I was in a room, alone, with a glass tube infront of me.
The door opened and closed, and there my stylist was, handing me clothes. "Here, change into these Addy. You have 10 minutes." I changed into them, and she touched me up a bit, fixing my already perfect braid down my back.
And then she was hugging me, sniffling a bit. "I really hope you win. You're a beautiful girl, it'd be shame to loose you." I just nodded, not saying a word.
"One Minute,"A robotic voice said. I stood still, staring at the tube. "Goodluck" My stylist whispered, as I walked slowly towards the tube.
"Fifteen seconds," The voice said as I stepped in.
The glass suddenly closed around me, giving me no escape.
I put my hands on the walls that concealed me, as I started to rise up, slowly at first, then fast.
A blinding sunlight hit my eyes as I looked around the arena. It was wooded, and I was thanking my lucky stars it wasn't some sort of dessert setting. I could actually provide for myself here.
"Countdown sixty.."The robotic voice said. I knew it was a test, to see if anyone would step off early, and get blown to bits.
My ears starting ringing as the kid beside me blew to chunks, and I screamed loudly. There was always one kid stupid enough to try it.
I surveyed everyone else. We all basically had the same the same outfit on. I looked around the arena and caught Harry's eye. His hair was pulled back in a beanie, a plain outfit, like mine, on his body. He smiled at me, obviously trying to comfort me. I gave him an obvious fake smile, before searching for Louis.
I couldn't help myself.
He looked perfect, as always. But I also thought Harry had looked perfect, too. Louis' hair was in a quiff, but he wasn't looking at me. He was looking around at all the other tributes, I guess trying to see who was going to go for the weapons and who was going to make a run for it.
"5, 4, 3, 2.."
I gulped as an ear-splitting bell rung, and I paused for a second, before sprinting for the first weapon I could find.
Let the games begin.
