This is basically just trying to boost the relationship between Ed and Tay because I read the comments and one of you asked about their relationship and I figured I needed to make it more 'interesting'. But I promise you, it's not that interesting. If anything, it's LESS interesting than anything else!
thx 4 reading!
I had trouble getting to sleep that night. I had dreams of the boy from district ten and the girl from district four with her skinny structure. I dreamt that they all threw rocks at me and I was crying and crying, but they wouldn't stop. I woke up screaming, my eyes watering with salty, warm tears. The train was only a day away from the station- another step towards the games. I wished I never volunteered. Harry was right, I'm so stupid.
I got out of bed and walked over to the door and twisted the brass door handle. The door creaked open to reveal Edward, curled up in a ball outside his door. The light from the hall way made me wince. I looked at Edward, who hadn't noticed me yet. I went back into my room and quickly grabbed the guitar and hurried back out in two seconds. I sat down and sighed. Loudly. He still didn't notice me though, his sobs were too loud.
"In the middle of the night when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
You gotta come on, come on, say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven"
I sang one of my songs: untouchable. It wasn't about him, but it sounded right for my situation.
He looked up and half-smiled at me. His eyes were bloodshot red, but still managed to look happy in some ways.
"You had nightmares too?" he asked me, sniffing
"No," I said sarcastically "I just like to wake up in the middle of the night and sing outside my room."
"Oh! It was singing!" he joked back "I thought it was an impression of a dying cat!" I play- kicked him. We laughed together. It was the first time I'd ever not thought he was awkward and…weird.
"How many times was your name in the bowl?" I asked
"fifty." He said blankly. I stared at him- eyes wide open. I thought I had my name in loads of times but Edward… "What is it? What're you staring at?"
I laughed.
"Play another song" Edward told me.
I strummed a bit then sang
"Long handwritten note, deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean, when you're a little too late
I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket
Good girls, hopeful they'll be and long they will wait"
He was quiet for a long time, then whispered "Your songs, what do they mean?"
"Most of them are about past boyfriends…" I answered
More silence
"But they all have meanings, don't they?"
"Yes, they do."
"Tell me one of the meanings."
"Well, one of them, 'both of us', was saying 'I wish I could help both of us out of the tough times, but I'm not even strong enough to lift one of us."
"Wow." He said. "Deep." I laughed. And we both looked at each other.
"Who knew I could have a deep convocation with a guy who I'm supposed to kill in a week." I joked.
"See you tomorrow." Edward said, while getting up
"Not if I see you first…" I joked
Edward snorted and went back into his room. I was left sitting there, alone. I strummed my guitar for a few chords, and then went back to bed.
That morning, Victoria woke me with a loud knock at my door "WAKE UP, TAYLOR! WE'RE 30 MINUTES AWAY!"
I got up, brushed my teeth and hopped into the shower. I chose a new setting: Wild Lilacs. It was an amazing smell and I think the capitol will like it. I scrubbed my body clean and shampooed my hair.
Then I got out and stepped onto the mat to dry off. The blast of air nearly lifted me off the ground! I got changed into a red dress and black pumps. I coated my lips in red lipstick, my eyes in black mascara and just left my hair in its usual curly mess. Sometimes it looks really good when it's natural.
I walked out into the hall and walked through the long, paint-smelling corridor, decorated with beautiful paintings and ornaments. When I was half way down the hall I smelt delicious sausages and bacon so, naturally, I ran the rest of the way and shoved the door open. The smell hit me like a punch, and nearly threw me off my feet!
There was also a huge bowl of fruit punch in the corner. Edward and Jennifer were sitting at a table with four chairs at it. Victoria was still serving food for herself. I took a plate and served myself sausages, bacon and eggs. Then I sat down and began stuffing my face with food. Victoria sat down and joined us. She ate extremely quickly compared to everyone else.
"Quick, quick! We'll be late! Eat up! Eat up!" She hurried
I shoved the last bit of sausage into my mouth and dabbed the corners of my mouth with a napkin.
"Is my lipstick smudged?" I asked Jennifer
"No, you look beautiful Taylor." She reassured me "I'm going to start mentoring you tomorrow, if that's okay."
"It's fine." Edward nodded I murmured my agreement
"Well, do you guys want to be mentored together or separately?" She asked
I looked at Edward for an answer. He looked back at me for an answer. I decided to answer for both of us. "Together." I told her. Edward smiled and nodded.
"Well, that's settled then." She wiped crumbs off the tablecloth and go t up to do her hair.
The train screeched to a halt and we all fell really silent. The drive made an announcement threw the speaker "Hello ladies and gentleman, we've reached our destination. I wish you all well and good luck." I could hear the smile in his voice.
The doors opened and camera flashes and crowds reached my view. We got out of the train and Victoria and Jennifer guided us towards the tribute building, ignoring the press and cameras. I felt famous, like a celebrity. The lights and the shouts made me dizzy and I almost fell over.
We walked through the huge doors of the building and saw the one person I never wanted to see:
Ronan.
Hey GUYS! You don't know Ronan, but next chapter it will all be explained. And, yes, Ronan is from her 'stand up to cancer' song, Ronan.
