District 6: Holding My Breath

Olivia Beth Mary's POV

Why? Why? WHY? Fuuu is the only thing I could bring myself to think as I paced the inside of my room. Yup, I'm screwed, I think as I walk out to the kitchen to grab a snack.

"Temmy, you almost done with that passage?" I asked my fatty acquaintance. Her large nose still seemed to be buried deep into the new chapter of my amazing story "Holding My Breath".

"Do you have anymore?" I see her dark eyes plead for my work.

"Not at the moment, but I can see what I can write tonight. You can read it at the capitol."

"Of course. So what brings you to the kitchen?"

"Just bored, needed to get out of my room and well... sit on something not meant for sitting on." That's when I notice, she's sitting on the counter, the white tile hidden by her butt. Her mouth draws open. "CASEY DIDN'T!" and I knew what she was reading. It was when Casey shoved frozen shrimp in Lila's bra... I adored that.

Temmy grabbed an apple and tossed it to me. "Get to work, lazy butt," is all she has to say.

I tried and tried again. But my writers block was getting to me. "I can't write this..." I say under my breath. "I need a new story... something different." And then it hit me.

"Ollie, come on deary, we have a reaping to go to\."

"Of course, auntie!" Ollie called back.

She brushes by her dog and down the stairwell to the grand gates. 'Don't let me down' she hears in her head.

'If you dare fail, I will rip your head off.'

'Ahahaha,' she hears the nasty school bully say, 'have fun…DYING.'

Ollie shakes her head and takes a deep breath.

Her name is then called. Her auntie gives her a nasty sneer. "You'll never win."

Then auntie twists and turns as black shadows creep throughout her, her form changing into Darius, that boy who volunteered. His eyes glow with fury. His breathe drowns the noises out as he swings the blades in his hand. Ollie's head lands with a thud, and Darius' shaggy black hair is dappled with red.

He smirks. "Harsh, yes. Desperate, maybe so. Me, absolutely."

Then the cheering begins.

I fall back out of my chair and crawl to my bed. I use it to pull myself up and sit. I think about what I just saw, what I just heard creeping through my head. I never understood why these things came to me. I never understood why people I knew were thrown into something completely unlike them.

Darius wouldn't kill me… would he?

Basil Silver's POV

I sit next to Temmy as we eat dinner. I can tell she really wants to talk with someone. So I start, "Temmy, I like your shirt." I then point to the rabbit saying that she had a bad hair day. I started to laugh.

Temmy lit up like a fire and cracked a smile, "Thanks, my dad bought it just last week from Pipers."

I could tell that was a lie, for I know how to lie, and that was not it.

My heart thumped, what do I say? And then she starts… "You two were so brave… volunteering like that." She glances at Darius and back to me. Her eyes gleam with perfectness… her soft hair floats in my hand… WOAH! I think. SNAP OUT OF IT DUDE! My sights go back to normal.

"Well, I wasn't going to let that 12 year old boy go in… I mean, it happened with my cousin, thank God she came home… but still." Darius gives her a smile and then dives back into the mashed potatoes and gravy. I reach for a roll.

"My brother… never is going into these games. Never," I mutter. "I couldn't stand to lose him because he's too young to understand how to fight his own battles. Just not happening…"

"At least you have a brother… I have no one, only my dad and my home schooling teacher. I'm never able to leave the house… ever." Olivia and I stare dumbfounded at what Temmy says. I understand why she wanted to talk so badly now…

Olivia finally speaks up, "My only friend is my sister."

"What about me?" Temmy asks.

"Before I met you," Olivia says with a smile.

For the first time, I feel like I have friends, I feel like I have people that can understand what I go through, people who aren't family. I feel like before I die, I'm in a good place… so I speak. "We need to stick together."

Temmy and Olivia glance at each other and back to me with giggles. "Ok."

Darius looks at me. "Why? What if I can join the Careers? They might have a better deal when it comes to supplies." Then he gets up out of his seat and turns to his room. "I'll think about it."

There you have it, D6! I hope you guys don't mind I have

2 POV's this round

I've started the train rides

Thnx for the couple reviews from last time. I would appreciate some more but… I guess I can live FOR NOW(;

I know I haven't done any more questions and answers but I willlllll… maybe during the arena… idk how I'm going to start that back up. You know, how bout we just scratch that stuff… and ummm if you purchased something, you can still have it.

The new sponsor thing will just be you can buy something every 4 chapters and I have to approve of it… can't be to big… etc, etc.

SO YEAH.

Hope to update soon.

~Val, best friend of Detective Inspector Me (Skulduggery Pleasant)

PS just so I don't get in trouble for not disclaiming…

INTERIGATION ROOM:

Me: Wuts going on?

Detective Inspector me: Who are you and what do you want?

Me: I'm not Suzanne Collins and I want a grape tree.

That grape tree thing was from my friend… Nat… APartridgeInAGrapeTree… she's cool.