Disclaimer:

My best friend: OMG I bet you own HG and MR!

Me: Well…

Random person: *Cracks up laughing* Yeah like she's THAT talented!

Best friend: She is!

Me: Ehehehe well…

Best friend: I bet you wrote them and used fake names :D

Me: *Backs away slowly* Um n – no, sadly I don't own them –

Best friend: *Gets in face* YOU. OWN. THEM.

Me: *Runs to corner and sobs* NO. I. DON'T.

(Hah that was weird…)

Flash forward from that moment. James and I had flown together and told each other about ourselves. It turns out that James was also taken to the capitol as a new born to be tested on.

"I wonder if they took even more kids," I had wondered aloud.

James shrugged, "I don't know."

He and I had flown around for an hour before I had told him that I had to get home to do my chores.

"Ok, will you be out flying later… this… um evening?"

I laughed, "I'll try to!" and then I flew off towards home.

I guess I looked kind of stupid when I got home because my mom gave me a funny look.

"What happened on your walk? You look like you just won a million dollars."

I could feel my face turn red, "Um – "

My mom smiled and stroked my cheek with her hand, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, Doli."

I started to relax when my mom called me "Doli," it was my nickname, which meant bird in a different language, a language before the dark days, before the chaos.

I walked outside and up to the pasture where the cows were grazing. I got my "scooper" out of the shed and jumped over the fence to start my chores. When I got to where all the "business" was and I was surprised that Rosie was there too, sitting on top of her cow.

"How was you're walk?" She asked.

"Fine," I said as I started to scoop up the manure.

Rosie scrunched her nose, "You were out for a long time."

"I know."

I worked in silence for another five minutes until Rosie started talking again, "Why were you out a long time, Dessity?"

I stopped working and looked at her, "I was… walking with someone."

I could see excitement flash through Rosie's eyes, "Who? A boy? Do you love him – "

"I – um – no – just let me work!" I snapped at her.

Rosie quieted down for a few minutes, but soon the silence was broken, again, by Rosie.

"Dessity…" She said in a soft voice.

I turned towards her, "Yes?"

"What – what is the Hunger Games?"

A sharp pain went through my gut. Rosie was still eight years old, and didn't know about… the Games.

"It's… nothing."

"But I want to know!"
"You're too young."

"I'm eight! I'm old enough to know anything!" Rosie cried.

I stopped and stared at her, "There are things in this world that you don't want to know about, the Hunger Games is one of them."

Yay, did anybody start singing the song "Stop and Stare" by Maroon 5 when Dessity "Stopped and stared" at Rosie? I DID :D Please review my stories! The next chapter… coming soon… DUN DUN DUUUNNN….

~Stargazer12256