Tributes walk over to us after the chariot ride. They either smile at us, or glare at us. I like those who glare, it will make life easier. Better to hate here then love here. It's easier to kill them that way.
A tribute, I think he is from 11, comes up and pulls me into a bear hug. I shove him away from me. Weirdo. He just shrugs and walks away, Jindal pulls me to him. I give him a small smile, I still barley smile. He grins down at me and we go to find my Dad and Ugly. The lady is with them when we find them.
"Hey, I just realized I don't know your name." I say to the lady. She smiles knowingly at me.
"My name is Lady." she says with a sweet laugh. Woah! My nick name for her was her actual name! That is shocking. I burst out laughing, it hurts to laugh since all my laughs are short. But I couldn't help myself. I kept laughing for at least a full minute! "Whats so funny?" she asks staring at me with wide eyes.
"Nothing...it's just... in my head... I called you lady... and...well...your name is actually...Lady!" I manage to gasp out. This usually never happens. She just gives a short laugh and so does Ugly and Dad. Jindal just gives me a concerning look and herds me to the elevator. This just makes me give one last short laugh. A laugh that will last forever.
When I get back into my room I throw on some pjs and snuggle into my bed. The bed was soft and felt sort of like a cloud. The comforters were extremely fluffy and warm. I felt like I was flying. I lay in bed thinking of flying until sleep captures me.
I run around a corner. 'No, I still have time! They can't go there! He is coming!' I turn another corner and race down the alley! 'Almost there!' The last corner approaches. I hear a scream, then another. Someone pleading. 'Please!' I glance over the corner's brick wall. There is the man with a bloody butchers knife. I scream right when the knife comes striking down on my mom's neck. Blood flows, my mom falls down, dead. I start to edge out of my place. But then I see them. My two siblings are killed with the same fate as my mom's. I scream and cry. The man sees me. He starts coming towards me. The bloody knife ready for another blow. I run to my mom and older siblings, I grab the roast and bread. Then I sprint away. The man is right at my heels. My mom's and sibling's death wont be for nothing. I am weighed down a step because of the food. This is enough for the man. He grabs my hair and pulls me to a stop. I scream louder then I ever could and catch a glimpse of the knife.
I wake up screaming. I'm covered in sweat. I breath hard and brush my fingers through my hair. I silently sob to myself. Rocking and sobbing, trying to pull it together even tho I know it wont work. So I let the tears flow and the rocking try to comfort myself. Then Jindal runs in.
"Are you okay?...Oh my god! What's wrong? Did you...you know, have that nightmare, again?" he asks walking over to me and pull me into his arms. He holds me and I sob and rock. He starts whispering and I try to pull it together. Which is hard when I'm in the arms of a boy who I might have to kill.
Soon I fall asleep, with one last tear falling down my cheek. And dreams don't come.
When I wake up I am still in Jindal's arms. His cheek is resting against the top of my head. I smile and shake his arm. I may love this boy to death, but if I need to get out of his arms he can wake up! Jindal wakes up and yawns, then checks the time. "It's only 8 o,clock! What do you need?" Jindal says, angry that I woke him. I smile and peck him on the lips.
"Let me go, Ugly!" I say in a normal, cutie, girlfriend way. I hated those girls, boys can take care of themselves without a females comfort. Jindal pushes me away from him and curls up in my bed. Then his eyes pop open. He just realizes that he is in my bed and that he fell asleep with me in his arms. "Um, I was never here." he says and runs out of my room.
We used to sleep together when ever I needed him, I guess tonight I needed him most. Which is weird cause I don't need people or even like them. What? I'm anti-social. Anyway, when I say sleeping together, it's when I have a nightmare, and he comes in and rocks me back to sleep. I always was comforted by him, his strong arms holding me, keeping me at bay. Because of him, I didn't turn insane.
I jump out of bed and take a quick, icy shower. It was hard to pick today's outfit, not. A training outfit laid on my bed. I pick it up, a gray tank top with army pants. I easy put it on. I felt like they were sending me to go fight their little battles. But that just made me more determined to get what I want and trick the capital. Watch out Snow, I'm coming.
I trained hard. People stared at me as I easily hit the orange figures that ran across the room that I practiced in. Each time I hit a target, each time I was filled with pride. I will get a 10-12 for a score, I will get requests to be my ally, and I will win. No more 'I mights'. This time it is I will. And I will try my hardest to have me and Jindal survive.
Today for practice I decided to try close up combat. I practice with dummies first, when I found my target each time, I went for the room. I will try close up combat with the orange figures. I barely got all my targets after I finished. One figure swept my feet out from under me and another almost slit my throat. I was able to get up quickly and defect the other one. But barely.
When I was done Jindal came up to me and grinned. "What?" I asked, grinning is not a good sign. "The mode was set on easy." he says and burst out laughing. My face falls, easy, I barely survived easy! Jindal kept laughing for another 10seconds, then I got sick of it and punched him in the gut. He grunts and glares at me. I smile.
AN: Hey y'all! How are you baby goats? Yeah so I'm happy/not at all. So Esther is not 100% based off of me, SHOCKER! She is only 50% based off of me. I would never almost kill someone unless they killed a loved one. Then maybe. And I would never date a person, I aint so soft. Also I wouldn't just ask a random dude who saved my reputation to be my ally. But our looks are mostly the same, sometimes my eyes turn green. And Esther is not my name, Dove is my name, doi. Anyway, pls fav, follow, or fav(COMMANDING)! Cya baby goats!