A/N- Hey, sorry, but this is going to be a short chapter. It's more of a bridge chapter, but it starts to introduce a big plot twist.
Chapter Fourteen
Glimmer's point of view
Clove goes off to find Marvel minutes before I am allowed back inside with Cato. Once the four of us are together, I'm going to have to explain everything I overheard Rue saying. I don't understand what they meant entirely, but it's something big. The way that that other girl refused to tell me anything, saying it could cause panic among us, is probably the most alarming part of all.
Slowly, I enter the room with the intent of making harmless, mindless small talk. But once I'm in, I can see that that won't happen.
"What's wrong, Glimmer?"
Everything. Us. This district. Our brain structure. "Nothing. Everything's okay." Everything. Nothing's okay.
I smile. "Clove will be back soon. And Marvel, hopefully. When they get here, there's something I need to tell you all." He nods, and we fall into a comfortable silence.
How am I supposed to tell them this? 'Hey everyone, by the way, our brains may have been messed up?' 'Don't panic, but we've all gotten our thought processes altered?'
The door swings open and Clove rushes in. She always does this, but now something's different. She's anxious, it seems. But even more excited to come in than before. Marvel comes in behind her, looking distinctly unhappy and confused. I cross my arms as he comes closer to me. There is a silence between us. It's awkward, cold, and horrible. It is the exact opposite of what I want. Warm, happy to see each other, passionate but gentle... The exact kind of greeting that Clove is giving to Cato. I haven't noticed until now that I envy what they have. It's so natural, and there is no way I would ever be able to recreate that.
They talk for a while, and I can tell it's something very serious. They whisper and complete each other's sentences before collapsing into each other's arms, love glowing out of their eyes.
Back in District One, everyone would compliment me on how poised I was, or how gracefully I could handle any otherwise awkward situation. Right now, I doubt they would believe how I'm reacting. I wipe sweaty palms against my thighs and chew on my inner lip. It gets to the point that I'm tasting blood. Clearing my throat, I feel everyone's eyes boring into me.
"Um, okay, I don't want anyone to overreact. I don't even think I want you to believe me. I'm not sure what I heard, or if I interpreted this correctly. But earlier today, I overheard that girl from Eleven, Rue. Anyway, she was talking to this other girl. I'm not sure who she is, or how she knew this, but..." Taking a deep breath, I make eye contact with each of them for a second. Their shades or brown, blue, and green stick in my own newly closed eyes. "It's possible that District Thirteen has done something to our brains. Something that included emotional and thought changes."
END NOTE: Any guesses what was going on when Clove and Cato were talking? Let me know in a review, if you think you know. Even if you're not right, I may consider using it for another character. But the first person who guesses correctly gets to choose something regarding the twist. Also, feel free to tell me who you want to see perspectives from, what you want to happen, or even just PM me to chat, if you'd like. I promise, I don't bite, and I love feedback, and getting to know you all.