Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games
The next day, Finn and I are rushing to get to school on time. Mom and Dad left early to go to aunt Annie and cousin Tyne. Good thing Dad left us a fresh batch of cheese buns on the dinner table so we don't have to fix up our own breakfast. When we finally make it to school, we're lucky, and everyone is still outside on the foreground of the school. Until it's 8 o'clock, everybody just 'hangs' outside. It's 7:58.
I smile as my brother runs over to his 6th grade friends. As I begin to walk over to the 8th grade section. Lian comes up to me, again. What's his problem? If I ask him instead of walking away like I usually do, would he tell me?
" Hey —can you please not walk away? Again? I just want to talk to you." he pleads to me. I cock up an eyebrow in response. Then, I notice the other kids are starting to make a beeline into the building. I start to go myself, but Lian stops me and whispers "Please. It'll only take a second."
I think about it for a second then say: "Okay. Let's walk slowly to the school, though."
His face lightens up, then runs his hand through his tousled, yet perfect, brown hair. "Sure! And, oh, uh… I wasn't actually expecting you to stay. I was sort of doing improv there. I really don't know what to say." he admitted sheepishly. That really confused me.
"Then why do you want from me?" I ask.
That throws him off. "What do I want from you…? I just want to know your answer. To my question, I mean."
That brings back a painful memory to me. "I want to know if you like me back." Whispers start to surround me, starting to pile up at my feet. Growing until they're up to my waist. Now my neck. I'm drowning in whispers, gasping for unpolluted air. " I don't know." I reply, a little too sharp. "Yet." I add in a soft tone, so he won't take my tone too personally.
"Oh." he says softly as we enter the school building. "I was hoping you would say ye—" but he's cut off by the sound of sharp beeps. One beep signals that the hallways are off limits. Two symbolize a fire drill. Three mean there's a fire. And four mean there's an intruder in the school. I gape at Liam as the final beep goes off. There's an intruder in the school.
Hey! Sorry, I had to take my chapter down since something messed it up BAD. But I fixed it now. So, I may update again today, maybe tomorrow. This is one of my looooong ideas, and I actually had it since I started thinking about this back in June. So, now I finally have somewhere to write it down, and it's going to come down fast. Sorry if I don't make sense. Thanks for reading!