AN: So, things might be going a little slower now for updates because I have a LOT of homework and studying to do. Please don't get upset at me and stick with me (or my story, or both :] )! Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: All rights go to Suzanne Collins! Only my creativity belongs to me!
This was the first registration form I filled out:
Name: Evelynn Lorence _
(First) (Last)
Age: 16 Date of Birth: 12 / 09 _
(MM) (DD)
Parent/Guardian Name: Mae Wescott _
(First) (Last)
I handed it to Mae, who looked over it and nodded slightly.
"All right, next one. Let's do Ariya's," she said and handed me another form.
Name: Ariya Lorence _
(First) (Last)
Age: 10 Date of Birth: 10 / 10 _
(MM) (DD)
Parent/Guardian Name: Mae Wescott _
(First) (Last)
I finished Ariya's and she looked over it again. This time, she just handed me another form and told me or who it would be.
"Adella," she said. I nodded.
Name: Adella Wescott _
(First) (Last)
Age: 12 Date of Birth: 09 / 01 _
(MM) (DD)
Parent/Guardian Name: Mae Wescott _
(First) (Last)
I handed it to Mae and Mae put it with the other two finished ones and handed me the last one. I filled it out.
Name: Anders Wescott _
(First) (Last)
Age: 16 Date of Birth: 08 / 31 _
(MM) (DD)
Parent/Guardian Name: Mae Wescott _
(First) (Last)
I gave it to Mae when I was done and she looked over it and put it with the other three. She smiled at me and nodded a thank you and stood up to go check on Ariya and Adella. I put my head against the table and sigh. Why did it have to be so difficult? I only brought my head up when I felt someone's hand on mine.
"You don't look so good," Anders said, after I brought my head up. I sighed.
"I'm just tired," I said. We heard Mae coming back and he took his hand off mine. Mae stopped at the doorway and looked at us.
"Why don't you two go out for a walk or something? I hear their renovating the Justice Building," Mae said, even though she had no way of knowing that, she just wanted us out of the house. "While you're at it, take the forms too," she finished handing me the forms. We both stood up and headed for the door.
In a way, I was happy to be kicked out. I was getting fresh air, stretching my legs, and, most importantly, I was getting time with Anders. After what happened yesterday, I was filled with more feelings than ever possible. I seriously didn't know how I should've felt. It was all just a huge, emotional mess. I was all just a huge, emotional mess.
We walked in silence at first. There weren't many houses around this year. Not many standing houses anyways. When I sneaked a peek at Anders, he seemed to be thinking. Well, that seems to have been an international sport lately.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked him. He looked up at me and smiled.
"A lot of things," he said.
"Well, elaborate," I told him.
"You, for one," he said. I blushed. Of course I did.
"Really now? You think about me? I'm flattered," I said. Now it was his turn to blush. Ha.
"I bet it goes vice versa, too," he said. I looked away trying not to smile, but not succeeding. He was right, I did think about him. "That's what I thought," he said. I crossed my arms.
"Is it such a bad thing?" I asked. He grabbed my hand and turned me to face him.
"Not at all," he said quietly, his face mere inches from mine.
And then he kissed me again. Another one of those heart-stopping kisses. The only good heart-stopper. We fit perfectly together and I was a little disappointed when we had to pull apart. He looked into my eyes, keeping his face close to mine. Then, I asked the question that was bothering me.
"Now, tell me, what are you really thinking about?" I asked. He sighed and smiled at me.
"I can't keep anything away from you, can I?" He asked.
"You can try, but it won't work," I responded. He nodded thoughtfully.
"I'm thinking about what I would do if you get selected for the Hunger Games. Or if I was selected. What would I do if I didn't have you near me? If you were taken away from me?" He responded.
You want to know the truth?
"Same here," I said.
He looked at me and wrapped me in his arms. It felt good to just be there. If only we could've stayed that way forever. I would've done anything to stay that way forever. But we had to continue on. We had to drop off the forms. We pulled away and he took my hand in his. He held my hand all the way to the Justice Building and even when we got there. It felt good to be so close to somebody.
We dropped off the forms at the Justice Building. There were no renovations. Like I said: Mae only wanted us out of the house. It was flooded with Peacekeepers and they eye us suspiciously when we walked in. Come to think of it, they eyed everyone suspiciously. Thank goodness we walked out of there soon enough.
After a while of walking, I squeezed Anders's hand reassuringly. He looked at me and I smiled at him.
"Everything will be fine," I told him. "I'm always going to be here. I'm always going to be yours."
"I know. I believe you," he responded. "Everything will be fine."
I smiled. We both smiled. We let go of each other's hands when we got near the house. I don't know why we did it. Mae knew anyways. Anders, however, didn't know that Mae knew. I thought of telling him, but who really cared and did it really matter? I think not.
When we walked in the small house, Mae was teaching Ariya and Adella how to prepare meat. My eyes fell on Ariya and a pain formed inside me. I had to tell her about the Hunger Games. Mae saw my face and nodded, as if saying now was the perfect time. So I took Ariya into her and Adella's room and sat beside her on her bed.
"Ariya, something big happened while you were gone," I told her.
"Oh?" She said. I nodded.
"The Capitol found a punishment for us," I paused, looking at her, waiting for her to say "I know so you don't need to put yourself through this", but nothing of the sort happened so I just continued on. "It's called the Hunger Games. Two children, a boy and a girl, from each district are chosen to go to the Capitol and–and fight to the death in an arena. The age range is twelve to eighteen. Your name will be in there in two years' time," I said, finalizing the inevitable. She nodded as if processing the vast information I just told her.
"I get it. I mean, I don't get why the Capitol is doing this, aside from the fact that they're cruel, but I understand what it's about," she said. I looked at her.
"Have you been studying with Adella? Your English is impeccable!" I said.
She lowered her head and nodded modestly.
"I'm happy you get along with her," I told her. I got up and went over to my bed to get my diary and write an entry.
Dear Diary,
So much has happened today. We filled out the registration forms for the Hunger Games and took them to the Justice Building. Anders and I had another one of those cheesy "couple moments". I usually mind that kind of stuff but it feels right with him. I also told Ariya about the Hunger Games today. She took it, and understood it, better than I expected. I still need you though. There's still so much to go through.
Sincerely,
Evelynn
I closed the diary and fell back on my bed. There was still so much to go through.
So, if you could answer the below that would be great:
-Is my story just getting worse? Should I revert it back to a one-shot and leave it at that?
-Is anyone here working/has worked on their school yearbook? I spent tonight at school until 7:30 finishing it!
-What do you think is going to happen next?
-Amelia Letter
