I wish I could have shown you my reaction to all these reviews! There may have been some tears…
Thank you for sticking with my story
I have a feeling you guys will love the chapter that is coming soon…
There is this thing going around the internet that Foxface committed suicide… do you guys believe it? I do and I don't.
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Sonya
My mom's way of waking me up was coming into my room and screaming at me and when I didn't get up immediately she started to tickle me: her and mine weakness.
"OKAY! I AM UP NOW!" I shrieked breathlessly.
She cackled madly and left the room. Frowning, I got up and quickly got ready throwing on my pants and red shirt along with a black sweater. I went downstairs, running a brush through my hair. My mom was up but not my dad "We drew straws, to see which one would have to bring you to the station." She explained. When I frowned she laughed "Ha! Just kidding, he had to go to work, he's the one who woke me up."
"Well he's brave." I said while going to grab some juice. Mom was never an 'early riser' and she never liked to be woken up early.
"Ha-ha, real funny."
After I finished eating I tapped my foot and waited for my mom to finish her breakfast, she seemed to take her time, just to annoy me.
Ah the love of a mother and daughter.
We walked out the door together not speaking. She was still kind of mad at me about the whole staying-the-night-on-a-island-while-a-boy-thing. But I could see why.
When we got to the station the teachers took attendance and started to board the train, mom hugged me and whispered "Don't come back… ha! I'm just kidding."
When I got on she was waving frantically.
Huh, so she does love me.
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Anastasia
Most schools were here now. District 12 was here first, since we were the closest. Now all the schools were waiting for 1 and 2. We weren't allowed to go look for or friends though, since it was late the teachers assigned us to a room with a roommate, mine was Sonya (we convinced our teachers to let us bunk together). But since she wasn't here yet, I dibbed the bed on the left. The room had two beds, equipped with dull grey covers and a flat pillow (I'm glad I brought my own), there was also a bedside table on each side, with two mirrors. The walls were a lighter grey, making the room feel sadder than it actually is.
I didn't like being underground, it was cold. I don't know why we didn't stay above ground. Surely there had to be places. But our teachers wanted us to feel like we were part of the rebellion, apparently they would actually be having a fake bomb drill and we might get to take part in the training they do.
The door busted open, interrupting my thoughts, to reveal a really dishevelled Sonya. I got up, and she hugged me "I missed you!" she smiled.
She put her stuff down on the bed. "It's fricken freezing in her!"
We chatted a little bit more and realising the time, we got ready for bed. When I turned off the light I bolted to my bed, banging my knee on the way up.
I shimmied under my covers and Sonya asked "You really like Daniel, right?"
Smiling I answered "Yea… yea I do." And then I said "And you like Nick." I didn't even need to say it as question, it was obvious.
"Mhm." Sonya mumbled, getting comfy in her bed, I yawned and slowly fell asleep.