Okay, I know I haven't updated in a while and this is the first time in forever (Frozen reference) but I have good reasons. 1: I lost my flash drive. (And found it a week later) 2: I was grounded for a reason that need not be said. And 3: I went to New Jersey and didn't have my laptop. For a week. Finally 4: My boyfriend broke up with me (review if you want to know why). So I'm still grounded, kind of depressed, and typing this while I'm SUPPOSED to be doing Spanish…I figured you guys were more important! :)

Chapter 3

I figured I had nothing to lose.

So I let him in.

It had started with a kiss. I had never been kissed before, but I liked it. It asked for more. So I was about to give him all I had. I had never given myself away before. I had never even kissed anyway.

I figured that since I was about to die, it didn't really matter.

His fingers ran up my back, pulling up my shirt. He just smiled for a moment, but then his lips pressed against my neck. I moaned a little as his hands ran from my waist down.

My name is Elsa Winters. I am 18 years old.

I had to keep repeating these things to myself to keep myself on the bed. Suddenly the door opened. I pushed Jack off of me and he landed on the ground with a thud.

"Ow!" I heard from the ground. An Avox walked in. She had fiery red hair which was put in a bun on the top of her head. Her eyes were a watery blue which seemed to have the life beaten out of them. She was beaten. No amount of makeup could hide that. Her lips in the middle were painted red and around it was white. Her eyes and eyebrows were painted red. Her dress was a light blue, greatly contrasting the red and white makeup. Her eyes widen and she runs over to me. She smiles and tries to speak, but her hand suddenly flies to her lips. Jack stands up and asks, "Elsa, do you know her?"

"Do I?" I ask the Avox. She nods ferociously. She looks around and grabs a nearby notepad. She pulls a box out from under the bed which has a pen inside. She scribbles something quickly and thrusts it at me. It reads this:

ANNA

I can't tell if I'm crying or laughing, but my sister is not dead.

She is an Avox, but she is not dead.

I hug her. Jack picks up the paper and reads it. I see him smile softly and walk out.

I say, "What are you doing here?"

She writes, "I AM A REBEL."

Nobody saw Anna die. Nobody saw the helicopter come and take away her body.

"How?" I ask.

She simply writes, "WORDS: FREEZE CAPITAL."

"You wrote that?"

She nodded.

Suddenly, we hear Izabelle. "Elsa, darling, is that you?"

Anna stands, puts the box away, grabs a tray and stands stiffly. Izabelle walks in.

"Oh, here you are. Get to bed. You have training tomorrow."

"Right."

Izabelle turns to Anna. "Get out of here. Ms. Winters doesn't need you at this hour." Anna nods and walks out. She throws me a smile before she leaves.

I don't sleep at all that night.

The next day, I finally see who I'm up against. Just by looking at everyone, I can see who is who.

One is the blonde girl and the brunette man.

Two is a fiery red head and a thick man who resembles a bear.

Three is a geeky brunette boy and a blond girl who looks like she wants to kill me.

Four is a pair of blond twins who look like they want to kill each other.

Five is a young girl with glasses and brown hair and a little blonde boy who only the girl can understand.

Six is a black girl and a tall boy with black hair with a deep tan.

Seven is a tall boy with black hair and a girl with platinum blond hair and deep blue eyes.

Nine is an Oriental man and woman.

Ten is a tall eighteen year old with brown eyes and light hair and a thirteen year old girl with a deep tan and black eyes. I hear somebody call her Lilo.

Eleven is a fifteen year old girl with ebony black hair. Her arm is crippled. She seems to be protected by the other tribute, a large eighteen year old with brown hair.

Twelve is a twelve year old girl with blonde choppy hair and the boy has brown hair and deep brown eyes. They are both very young.

I don't pay attention to the rest of the tributes. I need to find what I'm good at. I pick up an ax and my arm sags. The girl from seven snickers and throws it perfectly into a target. I gulp. I walk to the dagger station. I shrug and pick twelve up, the number allotted, the number of districts. I am in the program now. Animated people run toward me. I throw a dagger at one, hitting him, then turn around and sling the dagger at a man with a sword. I see a man with a mace run across the top of the platform and I hit him in the head. A person runs up behind me and I stab him. Then the program is done. I walk out and set my remaining daggers down. I see the little girl from 12 clap.

Everybody is staring at me.

I find Jack at the fire starting station. "Where did you learn that?" He asks.

"I guess I've always been precise." He smiles. He and I walk into the middle of the arena, looking to see where we'll go next when Game master Aster announces, "Tomorrow will be your last day of training before you have your individual assessments. Rest up and may the odds be ever in your favor."

We're pulled back into our quarters. I see the little girl once before she walks out of the training room. I walk into my room and go to sleep.

I wake up in the middle of the night screaming. I have another nightmare, but this one's more powerful than the rest. Jack bursts in and asks, "Are you okay?"

I run my fingers through my hair.

"I'm fine…just another nightmare."

"Another one?"

"Yeah…"

"Are you okay?" He repeats.

"I'm fine."

"Good night." He turns to leave.

"Jack!" I call. "Can you stay?"

"Yeah." He walks over and lies with me. His arms are strong. I fall asleep and don't wake up until Izabelle wakes us up. I don't want to die. I don't want to leave Jack.

I don't want to play this game.