I wake up to the high-pitched sound of my alarm clock, I let it ring for a bit before reaching over to silence it. I rise out of bed slowly and make my way to my bathroom, another day of school sadly I remind myself. I wet my face and dry it before heading to my closet to pick out a pair of dark jeans and a plain red shirt.I take a look at myself in the mirror, observing my face and blueish green eyes and my long unmanageable brown hair that reaches all the way down to my hips and my thin frame, I'm thinner than most 15-year-old girls, weighing roughly 105 lbs, strange considering I've been fortunate enough to always have food.
I stand there debating weather or not to wear a sweater, then my mom lightly knocks on my door before entering,
"How did you sleep sweetheart?" she ask
"Fine" I respond trying my best to sound awake and alert
"Come down for breakfast alright?" I give her a nod before she turns away to head downstairs.
I have a strange relationship between my parents, they're always busy with work at the solar-powered plant and for the majority of my life I've lived it alone. I grab a sweater, brush my teeth, put on my shoes and quickly give my hair a brush, then as I head downstairs I hear my dad
"There's my little girl! how did you sleep" he says with excitement as he takes a sip of his coffee,
"I slept great dad".
I don't know how the hell my parents always have so much energy every morning,I grab a piece of toast with butter.
"Kara you're going to have to walk home from school today, your father and i have to stay late at the plant today, so don't forget your key" my mom reminds me
"yeah I know" I respond pretending to care.
I finish my piece of toast and head toward the door to leave in a hurry trying to escape this place I call home, i open the door right as I my dad says
"hold on I can drop you off if you want!" I quickly decline the offer and start my walk to school.
I don't like drawing attention to myself, I'm already awkward as it is and being looked when I'm dropped off at school doesn't help and district 5 has a small school and not many people are driven to school so I would stand out like and not in a way I would like. Today is Friday, P.E day ugh I let out a groan, I hate P.E for two reasons, one is changing in front of other girls and two, I'm the worst at all sports we play. Everything.
I make my way to the main entrance of my school and go to my locker to retrieve the books I need for my classes. I wait there alone until I see Aspen, my friend or you could say my best friend considering that's she's the only one I'm i feel close to. I walk toward her
"Hey" I say
"Hey, oh! It's P.E day"
"Please don't remind me"
"Haha sorry you know me, I just love ruining your day" she says with a smirking.
Aspen's been my friend since eight grade and now in tenth grade we have become pretty close. she's a bit taller than me, like most girls, and has more muscle than me and has shoulder length auburn hair, she's pretty much has become my best friend I can safely say.
We walk to our first class ,history. I like history class I like to imagine it as a story, a tragic story that has yet to have its happy ending. But we don't get taught much about what happened before the Dark Days and today we spent most class today talking about the 104th hunger games.
The reaping for it is tomorrow, and I am not nervous to be honest. I would actually love to go just so I could catch a glimpse of the outside and experience something new and exciting, but I think of the consequence of being reaped and change my mind quickly. I lost interest in history class once they go on taking about the past games and the attempted rebellion that started during the 75th hunger games, but was quickly stopped and the leaders of the rebellion were killed along with the entire population of district 12 when they bombed and destroyed it.
The day went by quicker than usual which I was happy about, I wait outside the entrance then spotting Aspen I start walking with her
"You're not getting picked up?" she asks
"Nope parents are staying late at the plant today" I explain.
A while later she ask "Hey what are you going to wear tomorrow"
"Don't know yet maybe just a simple dress. What are you wearing?"
"Probably just a dress too" we walk for a bit until she stops and says
"Hey look they're looking at you" she points toward a small group of boys around my age at the end of the street
"Yeah right"
"No seriously!" I take a quick glance toward their direction and meet the eyes of one of the boys and look away before I can even count how many of them there actually was.
Boys have never been a priority of mine, not like most girls my age who the majority already have boyfriends, maybe because I've never had a boyfriend or maybe because when boys try to flirt with me I get very uncomfortable and I get even more awkward, if that's even possible.
Aspen and I walk for a bit more until she turns toward the street that takes her towards her home and says bye. When I get home I unlock the door and go upstairs to my room and fall onto my bed.
