Hunger games. My version. Part one.
District twelve. Not anymore. Nothing was left of my ruined home but ashes and bones of the fallen. I sit by gale in the hovercraft, wondering where will the people that survived the district twelve massacre go, how we will make a living, how we will survive. I wasn't sure, but I knew only one thing…I will not be staying. I did not. No, I will not stick around to see any more of the disastrous acts the capitol finds amusing to throw upon us. Once we have found a place we have no choice but to call home, I plan on getting gale to come with me…to a new life in a new place far away from Panem itself. I want to take Prim and mother, but my doubts they will not subside to this option are high. I was going to take who I knew would come, gale. Ever since I saw him for the first time after the blast in the arena, a different feeling comes over me whenever he's near, or just in sight. When he is so close he is touching me, then I have to hold my breath to keep myself from becoming overwhelmed by this strange new feeling slowly wrapping itself around me like a blanket, slowly tightening and never to release its grip on me.
"Katniss?" gale asks "are you okay?" I guess my face must have gone pale or something but even if not, how silly of a question to ask someone who just finds out there home a people are no longer and has no idea what will happen next! But I try and remain calm.
"yes, it's just.."I hesitate. "gale." I laugh "I just found out my district has been destroyed ad you are asking me if I am okay? What a silly thing of you to ask." I laugh. I suddenly feel a tear role down my right cheek and my sarcastic smile turns into a grim frown.
"Katniss I know your upset about this it's just you looked like you were sick or something, that's why I asked." He reassured me. Just then I felt the warm touch of his arm wrapping around my waste as he pulls himself closer to me. My heart began pounding and I could feel my whole body tensing up like a cat in water. I try to look like I don't care that he is so close, but I have to work harder at it then lifting a one hundred pound concrete block. Suddenly, I feel my head fall into his neck and a tear run down my cheek again. I then find myself saying three words I will never know why I said.
"I love you." I whisper. I wrap my arms around his neck and slide my head down to his chest. He stroked my hair and then whispered into my ear.
"Katniss." His voice was smooth and comforting. "I love you too" I feel a jolt of electricity run through me. He loves me I thought and I love him. Just then I had the imaging thought of Peeta. PEETA! Oh whatever happened to him, where was he now? I couldn't help but wonder. All of a sudden, I felt a force knock me a gale backwards, then gravity took its hold of us as the hovercraft was plummeting towards the ground below us. We were going to crash.
TO BE CONTINUED…