Last night, after the band concert, Logan(my boyfriend's friend) was walking back to the band hall with me, and the whole time he was telling me about how loudly the saxophones were playing. We had this whole argument about it, and it ended with him threatening to get a squirt bottle and spray me with it. He is weird.
Walking back to the band hall, my feet were freezing because I wasn't wearing my shoes...they were heels and VERY difficult to walk in. My friend, Epi, kept saying that I was going to step on glass or something...I didn't.
Alyss looked around at the contenders, her nerves higher than she could ever remember them being before.
She could see Alkaney fitting an arrow into a bow. She brought up the bow in a second, and she hit the target extremely close to the center. Alyss considered going joining her, but decided against it, figuring that it would only make her think of Will.
She looked around at the other places, and was attracted to the knife throwing center. She saw a boy there about two years younger than her throwing knives, or at least trying to. He was missing most of his throws. He had sandy blonde hair, and heavily tanned skin. She felt like she knew him from somewhere, and then realized why. He was from Araluen. He had been reaped right after Alyss.
She walked over to him, and he turned slightly towards her and nodded his head in greeting. The instructor didn't look up as he walked up, and Alyss thought a variety of insults toward him, mainly about how he didn't pay attention. She stopped in front of an open target.
The boy turned toward her as she reached down to pick up a knive. He waited until she stood up and said, "You were reaped in Araluen, right?"
Alyss sighed. It had been a mistake coming over here. "Yes."
He started to throw another knife. "Well, I saw that guy faint when your name was called." He threw the knife, and watched it hit the oversized target. Ten centimeters from the center. He groaned in exasperation and turned back to Alyss. "I'm not very good at this."
Alyss gripped her knife. "I'm not exactly expecting to be amazing at this." She threw the knife and stared, dumbfounded as it hit the center.
The boy raised an eyebrow at her. "Really? You weren't expecting to be amazing at this? You had to have done this before."
She raised her hands in surrender. "I've never done this before." She said, laughing.
He picked up another knife and threw it, letting out a growl of frustration when he missed. He looked at Alyss. "How do you do it?"
She picked up another knife, and shrugged. "I don't really know how I do it." She threw the knife, and watched, amazed, as it hit the center again. She looked at the boy. "I have no idea. It's just...natural."
The boy shrugged. "Why does everyone say that? It's not as if I'm a threat." He said playfully.
Alyss smiled at him and picked up another knife. It hit the center, and Alyss felt her spirits lift a little.
She threw knives with Tyler for over a hour, joking with him in between each throw. Eventually, though, she knew that she should move on. "I'm going to go." She said, still laughing. "I should probably practice something that I'm not good at."
He nodded, "If only you knew how to explain this to me."
She smiled, "Sorry, but I'm no teacher." She started to walk away.
He called to her, "My name is Tyler."
Alyss looked over her shoulder at him. "Alyss."
She sighed inwardly, knowing that one, if not both of them, would have to die.
Here's chapter...6, I think? Hope you liked it. Please tell me what you think!
