Good news everyone! If you look on my bio, at the very bottom I have links to all the outfits Lexi has worn in this story so far. Feel free to check them out if you have time. Anyway, here's Chapter Six! Enjoy!

~Ohsnapitspercy~

Chapter 6

I lay on my back and watched the stars that shined bright in the sky. It was late at night and my eyelids felt heavy but I didn't want to wake Peeta yet.

My lips were cracked and my tongue was completely dry. If we didn't find water soon we might die of dehydration.

The temperature was low and a cold breeze blew through the Arena. I zipped up my jacket and dug around my pack for what was left of the extra one. My hand hit the cold water bottle and I brought it out.

I need to wait for Peeta.

I put it back in the bag and pulled out the jacket. I draped it around my shoulders and leaned back.

Cato was a Career. Careers loved to kill. Why would he choose to poison me instead of seeing my blood spill? It just didn't make sense.

Something moved behind the bush next to me. In a split second I was on my feet with my sword in my hand. "Who's there?" I called out.

A blonde haired boy with bright blue eyes emerged. I gripped my sword tighter. "Cato."

He put his hands in the air to show he didn't carry any weapons. "I just want to talk."

My head told me this was a trap, but my curiosity got the best of me. I sat down on the blanket in front of Peeta. Cato sat directly in front of me. Even though Cato said no weapons, I kept my sword in reach.

"Why did you let me live?" I blurted out before he could say anything.

"That's why I came here. I don't know. I planned on killing whoever it was but once I saw you, I just couldn't." He said. "Something about you is so… different." I stared at him blankly and he laughed. "See? If I were to say that to Clove or Glimmer, they would probably punch me."

"I'm not Clove or Glimmer though. I'm Lexi. I'm from District Twelve and I didn't train my whole life to enter the games for fun. I'm not a Career." I said.

Cato stared me straight in the eye. Something was distracting him and I could tell. "Cato, what's going on?"

He dropped his gaze. "I was wondering—No, never mind."

"Cato, something's going on. I can tell." I put my hand under his chin so he would look me in the eye.

"No, it's stupid. I should go before anyone notices I'm gone." We both got to our feet. "Tell Peeta you will take first watch tomorrow. I'll try to find you again." He ran back the way he came. I almost called after him, to ask him why, but he was too far away.

I realized I hadn't asked him about the water. Now that I had talked to him I doubted it was poisonous but I still wanted proof.

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"Why did you let me sleep all night?" Peeta demanded.

"I wasn't tired." I snapped. I didn't understand why he was so mad, I did him a favor.

He sighed. "Forget it. We need to go look for water."

I didn't reply. I grabbed my backpack and headed off into the forest with Peeta behind me. He still walked with a limp so any tribute within a quarter mile would be able to locate us.

We traveled for about ten minutes when we found a wide stream. I emptied the bottle Cato had given to me and refilled it along with the water skin I had gotten from the Cornucopia.

After I had returned the water to the backpacks, I climbed a tree to see if there were any nearby threats.

I saw movement in the tree next to me. Two pairs of brown eyes stared at me through the leaves.

The two tributes jumped out of the tree and started to run. I recognized them as the girl from eleven and the boy from five. They were the youngest in the Arena.

Seeing the twelve year olds as no threat, I climbed down from my tree and unlaced my boots. I took them off and put them in my bag. I also took off my jacket before jumping into the water.

I undid my fishtail braid and washed my hair. I removed all the dirt from my unrecognizable face. I sat in the water for a few more minutes, enjoying the coolness on the scorching hot day.

Peeta was sitting on the streambed, drawing something in the mud with his finger. I watched as the flower he was making grew petals and leaves. It was beautiful.

"I frosted the cakes down at the bakery." Peeta said with a slight smile on his face.

I remembered back to the many times I would take Ryett to look at the cakes in the display window at the bakery. He wanted to be an artist someday and the frosting fascinated him. "If you make it out of here will you teach Ryett to draw?" I asked.

He shook his head. "We both know I probably won't. If there's a victor from District Twelve it is going to be you."

"You shouldn't be thinking like that." I scolded.

His eyes widened. He stood up frantically and grabbed all of our things. "What's wrong?" I shouted.

"Fire!" He screamed. I looked behind me and saw a wall of flames racing towards us.

I grabbed my backpack and shoved all my belonging into it. I followed Peeta as he dashed off into the forest.

"The Lake!" He screamed. His sprained ankle was slowing him down. The Lake was at least half a mile away. I hoped he could make it.

The fire was a few yards behind me and the heat scorched my back. I couldn't see Peeta anymore due to the fact I was surrounded by smoke.

I was almost to the lake when I heard a hiss. The first fireball landed inches away from my feet. The next was right behind me. I forced myself to run faster. Another fireball hit my side, burning away my jacket sleeve and part of my shirt.

I dived into the Lake. As soon as I hit the water the pain subsided and the wall of fire disappeared. I swam to the shore and dug out my extra jacket to make a bandage for my side, which had been severely burned.

"What are you doing, Girl on Fire?" Someone from the other side of the lake yelled. The Careers.

Glimmer had her bow pointed at me, and arrow notched. Clove had a sharp throwing knife aimed at my chest. Cato stood at the back of the group, with a shocked expression on his face.

I didn't know what to do. All I had was my sword but if I drew it, I would have to dodge an arrow and a knife.

I looked at Cato. He said he couldn't kill me, but would he watch me get killed?

I needed a plan. My sword wasn't an option. I had a knife in my backpack but I didn't think Clove and Glimmer would wait for me to take it out. If I could somehow cause a distraction—

My thoughts were interrupted by a scream. Glimmer fell to the ground with blood dripping out of her abdomen. I didn't know what caused it, but I was thankful. I took the chance to draw my sword and charge at Clove. She threw two knives at me, both of which I dodged.

A cannon sounded and I assumed Glimmer was gone.

While I was distracted, Clove had thrown another knife. It cut through the skin on my left arm, causing it to pour out blood.

I ignored the pain. I raised my sword and brought it down on Clove's face. It slashed her cheek, making her scream in pain.

I pushed her to the ground and held my sword to her neck. "Cato! Cato!" She cried.

Cato barreled into me and pinned me to the ground. "What do you think you're doing, Twelve?"

"She attacked me first!" I exclaimed. "I was only defending myself!"

He leaned down towards my ear and whispered, "She needs to die sooner or later. I was going to kill her tonight but if you did it I would feel as guilty."

I nodded. I didn't want to kill Clove, but I understood why he would rather me do it than him.

I pushed him off of me and ran at Clove. She wasn't expecting me so I had an advantage. I crashed into her and we landed in a patch of dirt.

For her sake, I tried to make it quick and painless. I stabbed my sword through her heart. "I'm so sorry." I murmured.

The cannon went off signaling she was gone.

"Was that your first kill?" Cato asked.

I smirked. "No, I killed Marvel."

"Were you defending yourself again?" He teased.

"Well, yeah. He threw a spear at my face when I was getting my sword." I admitted.

"Speaking of the sword, I can't believe you beat me to it. Marvel was probably trying to get it from you when you killed him." Cato said.

"I guess we'll never know." I replied.

I sat down on the shore of the Lake with Cato next to me. He watched as I re-braided my hair. It looked much better when Flavius did it but it didn't really matter to me right now.

As I sat by the water I noticed something was terribly wrong.

Peeta was gone.

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~Ohsnapitspercy~