Author's Note: hello again! This chapter is kind of short but don't worry I will be posting the next one very soon! Soon as in after I put up this chapter. I'm really excited to get to the action of the story so don't worry these introduction scenes are almost over ^.^ Thank you for the reviews~!
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District 9, Gilbert and Elizabeta,
Gilbert excitedly ran from car to car on the large, fancy train. "Dudes this train is awesome! I can almost forget about the likelihood of my imminent death!"
Gilbert shouted excitedly as he ran past Elizabeta who was examining a wall of various kitchen utensils, particularly the large gleaming frying pan. Her face contorted in slight annoyance when the albino ran by. How could he be so happy at the possibility of death?!
Elizabeta rubbed her forehead slightly. Of course Gilbert of all people had to be sent to the arena with her. Arena . . . she was going to the hunger games . . . Elizabeta's mind still hadn't really taken in the fact. Roderich is probably playing the piano right now, probably that one song he played when his uncle passed away, he told me it was one of the saddest songs he knew. He has a weird way of conveying his emotions through that piano.
The piano that stood in Roderich's home was so worn down and chipped that one whole octave doesn't work, the paint is chipped and peeling yet Rodrich practiced that piano for years.
Whenever he played it, the notes rang loud and clear. Elizabeta would sit next to the bench and listen to the melodys. Elizabeta jumped slightly when she felt her arm being poked.
She turned her head, her green eyes meeting gilbert's crimson ones.
"You okay?" Elizabeta jerked back some,
"I-i'm fine." Her looks must have betrayed her because before she could comprehend anything, Gilbert swept her into a quick hug. he quickly let go though, a blush splayed across his cheeks.
"L-listen I'm sure you'll make it back okay. Before you know it you'll be back to listening to your boyfriend play his piano. You'll make it okay?" Elizabeta just stared a moment at Gilbert before speaking,
"Don't you want to go home too?" Gilbert gave her a melancholy look,
"I don't have anyone waiting for me, but it's okay being alone is fun." He shot her a half-hearted grin, then left the kitchen car. Elizabeta stared at her hands thinking over what Gilbert had said.
Was Gilbert really this lonely?
It had always been somewhat obvious that Gilbert had a crush on Elizabeta since they first met in 4th grade. He would always hang around her and flirt. But things became distant when Roderich was transferred to their class.
He and Gilbert never really hit it off in the friends department, Gilbert would always try to one up Roderich. Roderich had started showing signs of liking Elizabeta. She had prefered the more sophisticated one of the two. Gilbert distanced himself after that.
She hadn't really had much contact with the albino. Until now of all times where she will be forced to fight him. Sighing, Elizabeta left the kitchen car, walking to the living room type place.
She collapsed on a couch, face in her hands. why was this happening to her?!
Meanwhile, gilbert sat in his car, pulling out a piece of paper from the stack beside him and started writing a continuation of his diaries he had at home.
I'm so confused, at least my life will be more interesting from now on, even if i don't make it home. Elizabeta must, I have nothing there, except Gilbird but I'm sure someone will take care of him in my stead. I'm so awesome though that i may unintentionally win :D.
He ended of his entry on a happier note, although even though he was a pretty awesome dude, deep down a part of him knew that he was only lying to himself. "Being alone is so fun. . . ." he murmured quietly under his breath.