A/N: Hey! I wrote a lot of this in English, 'cause we had a reliever who thought we were idiots (we're the accelerate class) And yeah. One of the guys in my class doodled all over my notebook. (It's a cloud!)
Updates will slow a bit for about two weeks, 'cause I gotta finish my science fair.
But anyway, without further ado, I bring you A SHRUBBERY.... I MEAN UPDATE. (I blame Monty Python)
It took me about half an hour of running to come to my senses.
Where was Fabian? I knew better than to shout his name. I just knew he survived the Cornucopia. Call it a gut feeling.
I backed up, running what I thought was parallel to the Cornucopia for a while.
I had stopped for a moment to rest, when I heard the cannon fire. Twelve times. Half of us were gone.
Twelve innocent teenagers, and I couldn't shake the feeling Fabian was among them, despite my so-called 'gut feeling'.
"Move out!" A voice boomed, and I scampered, weaving through the bush, up the mountain. I had to get as far away from the Cornucopia as possible.
I stumbled over tree roots, tread through leaf litter. The trees were tall, but I could easily see the azure blue sky.
My head was whipping everywhere as I ran, making sure I wasn't followed.
Paranoia was a common trait in the arena.
I kept my bow loaded, and I slowly crept into a clearing. I could hear wind whistling through the trees. I scanned the area, pointing the arrow everywhere I looked.
The sound of someone walking startled me, and before I knew it, I had my arrow pointed straight at Fabian.
"Shadow?" Fabian said cautiously.
"Fabian," I murmured, lowering the bow. A slow smile spread across his face, and I could feel myself mirroring it.
"I thought you died," he said, voice filled with joy and relief.
"I could say the same about you," I told him. The trees rustled in the wind, and I was reminded we were not in District Eleven anymore. We were in the Hunger Games.
"We'd better get going," I said hurriedly, afraid someone is watching us. Besides the rest of Panem, I mean.
Fabian nodded, and we trudged through the woods, keeping an eye out for other tributes. It was about five o clock then, and we walked through the forest, looking for somewhere to stay for the night. We finally decided on a tree, which towered over the forest, but was nowhere near the biggest tree.
We climbed upwards as far as we dared, making sure we were concealed from below.
We made a small camp, and for the first time, looked in our packs.
Mine contained a full water bottle, a packet of dried fruit, a sleeping bag, matches and a small bottle of iodine. Fabian's had almost the same: A sleeping bag, full water bottle, matches, iodine, a bag of pretzels and some kind of jerky.
We made a small meal out of the dried fruit. I was left with half a packet.
Then, the anthem played, and the seal appeared in the sky.
The first face to appear in the sky was the boy from District Two, which was odd, as District Two are normally Careers. They normally lasted longer.
The next face was the boy from District Five.
"So that leaves.." Fabian said, willing me to continue.
"Uh, both from One, the girl from Two, the boy from Three, both from Four, the girl from Five, the boy from Seven, the boy from Nine and the boy from Twelve," I said. And all of them had to die if we were to win.
"And us," Fabian said.
"And us," I corrected, pulling my sleeping bag out. "We'd better get some rest. Who knows what could happen tomorrow."
Fabian nodded and pulled out his own sleeping bag, settling into the tree. I lay back, closing my eyes, wishing myself back to District Eleven.
A/N: Chapter done! Is it weird I've basically planned out who dies when in a notebook?
Also: Sorry it's a bit short. I just wanted to end it there.
But anyway, Review?
