Chapter 8
Glimmer's POV
I huffed under my breath, who does she think she is? Coming into my house, uninvited and wrecking my new carpet from The Capitol? And who gives her the right to even be talking with someone as popular as Peeta, the third highest ranked popular person in school? See I had this all mapped out, and obviously I was top popular and no one has the right to take that away from me. Pushing through the crowds of people, I felt my head become dizzy and the world started spinning.
Unaware of where I was in the house, I grasped onto a leather couch which held me up in support. I wasn't sure what was happening but it was the absolute worst feeling in the world. Numbly, my legs began walking without my permission, but I was beginning to push them on. Where is Cato? I wondered to myself. The rush of vomit fled up my throat, but I coughed it back down, down in searing pain and burn. My throat burst into flames and I felt as though someone were stabbing me from the inside out.
Where am I? Who are these people? Stumbling into people who I had never recalled seeing in my life, I saw someone who I faintly remembered. Cato. His eyes met mine and I saw something desperate in them. He ran over to me but it was too late. The world turned black spinning more than ever and my thoughts were painfully jumbled in my head. That's all I could remember until the fire in my throat found an exit and went storming outside.