"Hey Johnnie You look dashing today!" Twill calls out, the flirt! Obsessed with Johnnie who has tried to kill her multiple times. I mean I've tried to kill him and Blaze multiple times but still.
"Oh p**s off!" He says annoyed.
"Twill, come on lets go and work on fencing." I tell her flipping my light brown hair out of my face, as always when I get annoyed.
"But you're already good at everything!" Twill complains looking at Johnnie still.
"No I could be a little better which the chain mace, lets fence." I say I head over to the fencing and change course at the sight of a blonde haired blue-eyed boy waiting for a Fencing partner.
"Hey Twill want to fence?" He calls over.
"No not really Blaze but Kim was wanting to." Great now I have to fence with the most annoying boy in district two, he's only annoying cause he's my equal in training.
"Well come on Kim." He says gesturing towards a sword. I sigh I did want to work on my left hand slashing. Grabbing the sword in my left hand I step up to the ring.
"And GO!" Twill calls, I am immediately under an onslaught of slashes and jabs. I block all of them and he does the same we are pretty evenly matched actually, although I best him at archery and throwing knives.
"Surrender!" I say, as our swords are at an X in mid air.
"Why don't you?"
"Cause I'm better then you just admit it!" By now we have a small crowd watching us waiting to see what will happen. He looks away from my face and at the blades; I barely have time to block his blow to then neck when he starts jabbing at my gut. My eyes flash this is fun. We fight harder each hoping to bring out the others weakness he is literally about to kill me when our trainer comes out.
"Enough both of you! We all know you're the best and if we let you two sort out who's the better one of you will be dead."
"Which one?" I shoot back glaring at Blaze who just smirks at me knowing he was about to win.
"I'm not going to say but training is over for the day, tomorrow is the reaping and frankly I'm sick with a fever, and tired." Our trainer says dismissing us.
The walk home is nice it's warm, Cloudy, and windy my favorite weather.
"I would have won if mister 'I'm to ill and tired to finish helping you guys train' hadn't stopped me."
"Too bad for you." I reply not giving him a backwards glance. I can hear him snorting in annoyance at my obstinate ways.
"What do you want Blaze?" I ask he already passed his house and I am a might worried that he'll try something.
"I'm volunteering tomorrow."
"Well that is good news." I actually manage a real smile at him, it is good news with him gone I'll be the best of the best in our District, yes!
"You won't be sad to see me leave?"
"I've tried killing you numerous times haven't I?" I ask, does he really think I care ten straws about him?
"Ah yes but deep down you have feelings for me." He says quietly.
"Don't flatter yourself Blaze you're not that good looking."
"Hah! You just admitted that you think I am good looking!" He says triumphantly.
"Err… not really but you're not ugly."
"How long have you been attracted to me?"
"I'm not, so shut up and go back home! I'm happy for you, you get to go get killed in the games now leave!" I say slamming my front door in his face.
"Sh**!" I hear him curse and I laugh a little as he walks away with a hand to his nose.
"Hey sis was that blaze!"
"Yes but he had to go home."
"Oh, why are you home early?" My eleven-year-old brother asks. He for some reason has made Blaze his role model.
"Cause Daniel was 'Frankly ill and tired' so he gave us the rest of the day." I explain. My brother Luke goes to training as well but he gets out early cause he's young.
"Oh want to do something?" He asks looking at me smiling.
"No I need to think about what I'm going to wear tomorrow." I tell him, heading into my room I like my room a lot it's black blue white and grey themed my favorite colors. I sit down on my bed thinking of what tomorrow will bring, Blaze will be volunteering, therefore I will not. Next year will be my last chance my name has actually been picked before when I was twelve but someone volunteered and got themselves killed instead. Reaching back into my drawer for my dress I brush against a three-year-old dress, plain and beautiful I'll wear it tomorrow the dress is Ice green, which will bring out the green in my eyes nicely, then there is a woven off-white belt a little above the waist, I'll wear a pair of brown flats the ones with the ruffles and pull my hair into a ponytail my shoulder length light brown curls won't go in much else, that decided. I'll go to the range and work on archery.
The wind has died down so my arrows will fly straighter, I raise the string to my cheek and let go, as always I get a bulls-eye. I keep going always getting bulls-eyes no real challenge. Suddenly I drop to the ground do a summersault and shoot, the arrow goes a little to the left, so I try it again and again until, yes! My arrow made its mark standing out in the little red circle among the black and white.
"Bravo Kim." How long has he been watching?
"Johnnie." I acknowledge him with a nod getting my arrow.
"Tell me does twill like me?" I can't help but snort does he not know a thing about normal girls? Me not being one of them since I've never had a crush in my entire seventeen years of living but all the others seem to have had at least eighty.
"Do I take that as a no?" I won't even answer, this is Twill's life and I'm not going to mess with it. "Well at least tell her I like her."
"But you always tell her to 'P**s off'" I Am really confused he's such a jerk to her I don't care but I still think it's weird.
"Yeah to cover up my true feelings." He explains.
"There's no point having feelings in district two." I say grabbing my bow and arrow; I start to walk out of the range.
"Well tell her!"
"Not coming from me, you tell her." I call back Heading to my street.
I spend the rest of my day slashing a dummy into pieces with my knives.
It's getting dark out; the yelling form the kitchen is annoying. My parents are fighting as usual, every time they do this, I go out to the tree in the empty house's yard next door. Grabbing a pack of dried meet, and my water bottle slip out my bedroom window, the grass feels soft beneath my feet as I cross over our small side yard. I'm so used to climbing high into the tree that getting a few branches from the top is effortless. Though the crickets are very loud and annoying.
"Why can't parents just get along?" I ask thin air, Staring at the stars through the swaying branches.
"Cause they're parents?" The sensation of falling, the feeling of wind rushing past your body as you plummet, down, down, down, Crashing through the branches and leaves for what seems like eternity but when you hit the ground seemed too short. This is what I feel as I head down to the ground. Just before my body crushes into the ground something catches me. I open my eyes adrenaline still coursing through my veins to see light blonde hair and baby blue eyes.
"You scare easily."
"Oh and who scared me?"
"Well I did, but I also saved your life."
"What? If you hadn't scared me my life wouldn't be in danger Blaze!" I tell him annoyed. "Now let me go." I say struggling to get out of his grasp.
"Fine but at least thank me." Blaze says putting me down.
"I will not. If you hadn't been there I wouldn't have fallen." I complain leaning against the tree trying to catch my breath.
"If you hadn't been in my yard I wouldn't have been there." Blaze points out smirking at me.
"No one lives here twit." I hiss finally getting my breath back he's still smirking at me so I glare at him. Mixed emotions, thankful for him saving my life or at least my back, Anger, at him scaring the crap out of me so that I would fall out of the tree, and something brought out by the way that he's smirking that I've never felt before. Anger overrides any other feeling as usual; there are hardly any feelings at all.
"That's true but it's my hide out, you hungry?"
"How do-"
"-I know that you were hungry?" I nod my head, making my face blank and pushing away the small pinch that I felt in my stomach when he smirked. How does he get me so well when I don't have anything to get?
"Well from that upper window." He points to a window on the third floor that's open. "I can hear your parents yelling and when my parents fight they never make dinner so just understanding I guess. Come on in."
"Sure." I tell him fallowing him hesitantly as he opens the door. "So? How long has this been your hide out?" I ask I've been going to the tree for about six months since my dad got back from the capitol.
"A couple of months why?" He asks then starts again before I can say anything. "I've heard you ranting before yes." He says smiling a little leading me into a kitchen. "It's a little bit of a mess I had some friends over." He explains I look around.
"I can tell."
"Really how?"
"There is no way you could drink all those beers and still catch me." I tell him motioning to all the empty beer bottles. He laughs a little then grows serious.
"It hurts when they fight doesn't it?" He asks looking me in the eye, handing me a glass of water and cookie.
"No, I don't feel anything." He gives me this questioning look. "Is that normal?" He raises an eyebrow. "Not feeling anything hardly anger even and I never feel sad and I think the last time I cried I was six or something." I tell him simply as if it really is nothing.
"You mean you don't have any other feeling than Anger?" I nod my head taking a bite of cookie; it's chocolate chip my favorite. "Not even say attraction?" I shake my head and he looks at me like I just grew another head. "Well that's weird, but maybe I just feel too much, even though my sister says I don't fell enough sympathy but she only wants sympathy for herself and he stupid boyfriend, so what does it matter?" He asks pushing his light hair out of his eyes taking another cookie for himself.
"Oh well I should probably be getting back." I tell him blankly.
"Okay See you tomorrow?"
"Well I'll be at the reaping. And I wonder why Daniel was too tired I mean it's the day before the reaping and we only get a half day." I say mad that I didn't get to train more. "There see!" I tell Blaze "Should I care that Daniel is sick? I mean I only care about missing training hours." I ask why don't I feel anything? Blaze smiles.
"No one feels sorry for him being ill!" He laughs and I can't help but smile a little. It is very true Daniel might be helping to save our lives but he's a royal pain on the A**.
"Well good by." I say smiling slightly against my will.
"Night." He says walking me to the door.
Short the next one will be he reaping enjoy!