Blair gave me tons of writer's block and I just failed at her. God, Blair sucked. But I need reassurance so my trusty proofreaders had to double check. Please send one cure to writer's block to my mind.
Jax's PoV:
My skin swirls with colours like tree bark, my clothes blend in even more. I've been stalking the Careers left, Angel and Alex. Are they still the Careers, if there are only two? I stay, camouflaged, in a tree. They seem guarded at all times, scared and suspicious. I'm so tired, maybe a nap wouldn't hurt...
I bolt awake. My blue eyes are more awake then ever and I woke up in my tree still. Phew, last year tons of people fell out of trees and died and I'm not joining them. I shin down the tree, carefully. The Careers are on the move. I repeat, the Careers are on the move.
I stay close to the trees as I follow them. They mutter indistinguishable words almost silently. I hear a few names, like Talon, Ali and, like a plung to my heart, Artema. I loved her and I knew she had a few problems. Namely, depression. This Games seems to be a struggle against mental illness with Solar's ADHD, Artema's depression and my social anxiety. I deal with it though. I forget the cameras watching my every move and forget the other tributes who promise alliance and give a sword in the back. And so, I follow and easedrop.
The Careers settled near the Cornucopia. I'd forgotten about it. My calf stings with an old wound as I sneak out to grab something. There is a packet of crackers ahead, a backpack and a variety of weapons. But the Careers swiftly move to the starboard side of the Cornucopia. And I have found a safe place.
The Careers will move on but as they do, I move in to the horn. Inside are huge boxes of preservatives and weapons of mass destruction but at the very end of the Cornucopia is a small bunker. It has a sleeping bag and is well hidden by boxes. The Cornucopia is so full of food I could live here for the Games. I could wait here until everyone but one is dead and starved and I would be here, feasting on good food. And I stay, with missions completely forgot. And here, there are no people. That's even better.