AN~Okay, everyone, here's the surprise! Sorry if I don't update in a while, I have summer school and everything… Please review! Disclaimer: I am not Suzanne Collins, if I was, I wouldn't be on here…
Chapter 6:
Wolfe, Laguna, and the prep team are there, helping us down from the Chariot. Seems like Finnick and Marlene had to leave.
"You were marvelous!" Trinna exclaims. We're getting looks from the other tributes.
"All thanks to Laguna and Wolfe," Lachlan says. They smile and we leave to the elevator first.
I'm still confused about Lachlan's 'sorry' so I stop him before we get in the elevator. The prep team and Stylists walk into the elevator, Laguna noticing us not in the elevator with them.
"Come on you two," she says. "Oh we'll catch the next one," I smile. "Meet with ya later, 'kay?" She nods and presses a button, the doors closing.
"What did you mean on the Chariot about being sorry?" I ask, in a whisper.
"Oh. I was sorry about what happened in the elevator. About the star-crossed lovers and all. I-I was just stunned in the moment, ya know?" he whispers back.
The elevator comes back down and the other tributes begin to enter the lobby. I take Lachlan's arm and drag him into the elevator, pushing the 'close' button before pressing the number '4'. The elevator begins to go up.
Lachlan takes his spot near the door, leaning against the moving walls; me standing lamely in the center.
"So what do you think? Should we be the star-crossed lovers of the 73rd Hunger Games?" I ask him.
"We can give it a shot," he answers after a minute. "I mean it'll give us a lot of sponsors, don't you think? Kids from the same district, made to do combat with each other."
"So when should we tell the others?" I ask him, looking at the floor we're on. Floor Three.
"Let's mess with them a bit," he says, smirking, a gleam in his eye. The elevator dings, symbolizing that we're on our floor. He moves toward the elevator buttons and presses one of them.
What is he doing?I think.
"Lachl-"
I'm cut off by his lips crashing softly into mine. I stand there shocked but involuntary my arms go around his neck, his go around my waist. He backs me into one of the walls and plays with a strand of my red-brown hair. The kiss gets fiercer until-
The doors open and I hear the prep team and Stylists gasp when they see us.
Something crashes to the floor.
I break the kiss and turn to see what it is. Finnick stands there, with everyone else, staring at us. He's visibly shaking with growing anger.
Broken porcelain lies on the floor, a dark liquid staining the ground. I blush deeply, tears stinging my eyes, untangle myself from Lachlan, and walk briskly out the elevator past everyone, down the hall.
AN~ I was blushing when I was writing the kissing scene… Hope it was written well… What are the consequences of this kiss? Find out in the next chapter! Review!