My Little Minion

by iloverueforever

"For this years Quarter Quell as a reminder that even the youngest children can be torn from their families, each tribute will have a "minion," A girl from the ages 2-8 entered with them. This girl will be reaped on reaping day as well as the two tributes. Two little girls from each District. The daughters of victors. If you die the child dies with you and vice versa."

38. Train Rides: Anita Stark, Jasmine Ryan

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Anita Stark's POV

The train car whizzes past the many fields, going faster then he fastest runner in the world. I swivel around in my seat facing Drake. Drake's expression remains collected as he raises and eyebrow to question my actions. I simply shrug my shoulders and look the other way. I train my eyes on the corner of the curtain, folding my hands in my lap as the curtain flutters in the cool evening breeze. I can about tell the time, by how dark it is outside. The sky is dark, allowing the stars to come out. Taking my time, I raise myself from my seat and head out the compartment door.

"Anita where are you going?" Jasmine asks, her brown eyes filled with curiosity.

"To walk." I say calmly, taking a step in front of her and gently pushing her put of the way.

"Can I come?" She asks. I sigh and look at her, hope is etched on her face and her eyes are lit up. I can't help but mentally kick myself. All I need right now is to be alone.

"No, go play with Naria." I say firmly. Her smile turns into a frown and her brown eyes glisten with tears. I don't have time to shout out an apology before she slips back into the compartment I was previously in. I sigh and make my way towards the dimly lit corridor.

Jasmine Ryan's POV Age 4

I stumble into the compartment, never haven felt this rejected. Drake gives me a small smirk that I return with a smile. He looks away quickly and I settle down next to Naria.

"I'm so tired." I say, yawning. Naria looks at me curiously and then nods her head. I squint my eyes noticing the dainty silver chain, dangling around her neck. "Pretty necklace." I say motioning to her chain.

"Thanks." She whispers. Her hair falls in wisps around her face as she unclasps it from around her neck, she places it in my hand. "You like?' She asks eagerly, looking me squarely in the eyes.

"Yah, its gorgeous, who gave it to you?" I ask.

"A friend." She states simply. I nod my head and turn to a magazine randomly sprawled on the coffee table in front of me.

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-Soph