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My nerves are twisted inside, and I feel like I'm about to puke everywhere. I push myself forward down the hallway, looking for the washroom sign. Near room twenty-five, I see the sign for a bathroom, and grab the door. It opens with a loud squeak, and I step into the cubicle, shutting the door behind me.
Turning to look in the mirror, the face staring back at me doesn't look like my own. Of course, nothing has changed, but the expression hanging on my face is not one I am used to seeing on myself. Usually, I stay calm, confident and collected, but right now, the only thing reflected on my face is pain. Misery, pain and confusion. Those are not adjectives I ever associate with myself. Not ever.
I take another glance at the mirror, and force the confidence back onto my face. It comes naturally, as I perfected the look of poise and strength, which later brought real confidence. Fake it until you make it, no?
My hair is rather dishevelled, so I pull it out of the messy ponytail, and let my brown hair hang loose around my shoulders.
Only a few more minutes and I'll go back out there. The voice in the back of my head tells me. Somehow, my real confidence breaks through, and I unlock the door, shoving it open and squashing the voice in the back of my head.
I click the door shut behind me, and make my way back to room 35. I can trust them in there. They've shown me that so far.
I can trust them.
I can trust them.
I can trust them.
Right?
I find my way to the room, and knock as instructed. Johanna opens the door and grabs me, pulling me inside. Katniss is standing right behind her and she seems scared.
"We thought that you'd died, Clove," Johanna whispers. I shake my head, now I'm confused. Why would they think I'm dead? Wouldn't Cato have told them I was fine?
"Where's Cato?" I ask, getting frantic. Johanna's eyes widen, and she glances back at Katniss, who looks just as scared.
"We thought he was with you! We haven't seen him since you ran off," Katniss says, Johanna nodding.
I feel myself grow cold, and my heart feels like it has stopped beating. It feels as though my blood has turned into lead, and I can only think of the worst.
A/N: Hey guys! I hope you enjoy chapter 7! Let me know what you think and leave me a review as it helps me so much to hear what you have to say. ~Kat
