Disclaimer: I do not own the hunger games. Or Unwritten.
Octavia opens the door for me, and I step out into the world as a new person.
Everybody in the room falls quiet when they lay their eyes on me. I would too, if I weren't the one who was made up. I look like a creature, not exactly human or flame. Undefined. This costume reflects who I am.
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
Then, my eyes land on Mom. Her eyes are slightly teary, and I ask why.
"Oh, darling, so many memories are coming back to me now. That was the dress I wore after I won my first games..." she trails off, a tiny glaze covering her eyes. Then, my decision comes clear.
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Just then, Octavia bursts into tears, and everybody surrounds her, trying to sooth her. She doesn't respond at all. She just keeps on muttering "39, 39" and "Cinna..." and "It was just a piece of bread...". Perfect timing.
I motion for Lian to follow me outside. When we are finally outside, he asks: "Rose, what's wrong? You look all zoned- out... what's wrong?" Before I answer his question, I stare out at the lake. The beautiful lake, in which my mom told me so many stories about. Where she was first taught how to swim by her father, how it was the place that supplied her with so much food, how Tyson was first taught to swim in it by her and Annie, how he almost drowned in the process...
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
"I'm going to district 13."
Hey, so you do you like this chapter? I'm thinking of adding in song lyrics into all of my chapters for now on, so naming my stories will become a little easier... Actually, this song sort of foreshadows what happens later on, if what I planned out almost months ago agrees with me. Try and guess!