Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games. Just borrowing.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go!" I say to Lian, trying to break the tension. He's been staring at me for about a minute, so I try to break his gaze. It works.
"Umm, sure," he says, looking a little dazed. "So this is Annie's?"
"Yup." Annie has been living on the lake since Tyne* turned 13. He's 26 now. They added their actual house on to the little house, so one tiny part of the house looks like it's been there for eons. And right there on the porch is Tyson.
"Johanna... it took you too long." he purrs. Johanna bursts out laughing and asks my foamy-eyed cousin:
"What's with the voice?"
He grins and says: "Oh, well Mom says that I sound like my father when I do that, and I want to try to have some connection with my father. You know, he died before I was born, etc, but I want to have this connection of some sort."
"Wow Tyson. I didn't know you could be so intense," I pipe in.
"Huh. Sure. Who's that-?" he asks, warily eyeing Lian.
"-I'm Lian Prescott." he says quickly.
"He's a friend." I add in quickly. A little too quickly. Tyson looks at me, and Johanna sniggers. "Just a friend." I murmur, already turning red.
"Sure. Whatever you say, Rose." Tyson says after a minute of awkward silence. "Mom is waiting for us. Your parents, too." He begins to lead us into the house, then adds in: "Oh yeah, Rose. Your Mom is going to leave for District 13 today."
Apologies for not updating sooner. Tests, tests, and more tests. At the end of the marking period, my school has this 'quarterly test' thing, and it includes me studying 24/7. Oh! And Seth Rogan skipped with my school today. That too, and I went up to ask him something. Pretty much, I've had a very eventful 2 weeks. I hope you liked my chapter!
*(Tyne is Annie's son. Go to chapter 6 for proof, if you don't believe me.)