My head ached and pounded as I tried to open my eyes. They seemed almost glued shut, and when I finally got them open everything was much too bright. I groaned and looked around. Where...?
"Aces! You're awake! Thank goodness, you've been out for about three hours." Someone said next to me. I sat up and saw it was Posy.
Putting a hand to my head, I said, "'Out?'"
She nodded. "You passed out when we got here."
"Got where? Why did I pass out?" I asked. She frowned.
"Don't you remember?"
"Remember what? Did something happen?"
"Aces, you kind of... lost it. Some kid kicked a soccer ball into a shop window and it broke. You cut up your knees and hand..."
"Peeta?" I asked, frowning at my blonde friend. "When did you get here? Where is Here?"
"You're at the Everdeen's' house, Aces. We came here because Mrs. Everdeen would do a better job of patching you up than Haymitch or I could."
"Haymitch is here?" I asked. Peeta shook his head.
"No, he went home a little while ago. Said to come get him when you woke up."
"Then why are you here?" I slurred.
"Prim went to go get him."
"Oh ok... the world is spinning... Oh my God, as I drunk?"
Somebody laughed and I turned to look at who it was. Stupid Gale.
"Why are you laughing at me?" I said, my words still slurry.
"You're not drunk, dear. It's the medication I gave you for the blood loss and pain."
"Uh-oh." I said, looking at Mrs. Everdeen.
"What?" Peeta asked.
"What?" I said back.
"Hmm. Maybe I gave her too much."
"Too much what? Did I drink again?"
"Again?" Peeta said. "What do you mean, again?!"
My eyes widened. "Nooooothiiiiiing."
Gale snorted and I turned and glared at him. "Just keep laughing, see what happens."
"Oh really? What are you going to do?"
"Peeta." I said, turning to my only friend.
"...yes?" He asked carefully.
"You know you're my best friend, right?"
He nodded and looked at me suspiciously.
"Am I your best friend?"
"Yes?"
"I don't believe you."
"What? Aces, are you feeling okay-"
"Hit him for me."
"Are you kidding?"
"No. I can't feel my legs from my knees down. I can't get up, hit him."
"Er..."
"I gave her too much." Mrs. Everdeen said suddenly, leaving the room.
"Too much what?"
Peeta face palmed.
Thgthgthgthgthg
"Hey Kid. How are you feeling?" Haymitch asked as he came over and sat in the chair next to me. I had my back propped up on the arm rest of the couch, and my legs out straight in front of me.
"I feel funny."
"I gave her too much pain medicine. She must be lighter than I thought." Mrs. Everdeen said.
"I'm not small." I said.
"No one said that." Peeta said, sighing.
"Said what?"
"Has this been going on since she woke up?" Haymitch asked.
"Has what been goin on?"
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Yes what? Is Grandma here?"
"No, why?"
"Oh. Usually people only says yes when Grandma's here."
"Is there anything we can do to make her a little less... loopy?" Peeta asked.
"I'm not loopy. I'm straight. You know who I think is loopy?"
"This isn't going to end well. Who is loopy?" Peeta said.
"Evangeline White."
"Who?" Gale asked.
"She's this..." Peeta started, but didn't know how to explain the bi- errrr.
"She's That Stupid blonde who is loopy. She's always staring at Jenny, and it ain't the good kind of staring."
"Oh no."
"Did you know she asked me out once?" I said.
"Oh she did?" Haymitch said.
"And how did that go?" Gale asked, cracking up.
"I think I slapped her, not sure."
"Actually, you flat out punched her in the nose and told her, and I quote, 'why don't you go mess with your stupid clique, you queer little-' Er, child ears." Peeta said.
"I did that?" I asked. He nodded.
"Wow. I'm cooler than I thought."
"You're awesome! I can't believe you won the games!" Prim said.
"Between you and me, I can't either." I said.
"Here here." Gale said.
"Where?" I asked.
Peeta sighed.
"What?"
"Ok, Aces I think it's time we took you home. You're loosing it."
"Loosing what?"
"Your mind." Haymitch said.
"Ohhhhhh. No I lost that years ago."
Prim laughed.
"What? What's so funny? Did I say something stupid again?"
"Yes. Yes you did."
"Gale, be nice." Posy chastised.
I scoffed. "I don't even think Santa could make Gale nice."
"Who?" Everyone besides Peeta and Haymitch said.
"Who?" I said.
"Okay. That's it. Thank you, Mrs. Everdeen. How much do we owe you?" Peeta said.
"Don't worry about it." She said.
"Are we leaving?" I asked.
"Yes. You need a nap."
"But- ok." Peeta grabbed my coat and pulled out a handful of coins, before handing them to Prim.
"There. That's for the medicine and such. Come on, Aces."
"Where are we going? Are we going to Narnia?"
"You're going to the insane asylum." Peeta said.
When I look back, I realize he must have been joking.
"No! I don't wanna go baaaaack! You can't make meeeeee!" I stepped off te last stair and almost face planted.
"Aces." Peeta groaned. "You've never been to one."
I gasped. "I haven't?! My life is a lie!"