The Berries- A Hunger Games Fanfiction (Foxface)
I have been tracking those idiotic, star- crossed lovers for days now. I want out of this. I know that it's bound to end soon, with either them or Cato winning.
Did you really think I stood a chance?
At the beginning, maybe. But not now. Now, I'm praying to die. It seems that they haven't noticed me yet. And "harsh" weather conditions haven't actually done me in yet, and neither has lack of food. I'm not brave enough to try dehydration.
See? I'm a coward.
But wait. There's the boy. He seems to be collecting berries of some sort. I hide behind a nearby tree, just to see if I can't find out what type of berries those are without him finding me. Not that I would fight back if he did, but I'm curious.
He leaves the clearing with some fruit left on his jacket. Slowly, I creep out, just in case the girl might be around. She doesn't seem to be, so I crouch down next to it.
Nightlock. How stupid of him.
Now, a smile slowly forms on my lips. Chapped, that's what they are. This is torture, and I'm going to be released. I look at the berries and breath in deep before I put them in my mouth. The purple juice squirts in my mouth, and I collapse.
Nothing had ever tasted better.