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I wake up scratching. Everywhere itches. My face itches, my hands itch, my legs itch, my stomach itches, my feet itch. Itch itch itch.
I open my eyes to see everyone doing the same. "What's going on?" I ask desperately. "Everything itches, there must be something on us," Fabio says. I look down. Yes, there most definitely is something on us. Ants. I look like a raisin, there are so many ants on me. Come to think of it, I don't know how I managed to open my eyes. "Ants!" I yell, "Down to the lake!"
We all race to the lake, and when we get in, we frantically scrub our bodies. The ants come off my face, arms, and torso, but they won't come off my legs. I get out and pick up a branch to scrape them off. They come off leaving my legs running with blood. At first, I think the branch did it, but I realize they're mutts. They have to be, because now that I look at them, they're ants with leech mouths. "They're mutts, you have to scrape them off," I tell the rest of my pack.
They all scramble out of the water and scrape their legs clean. Just then, a scream sounds from the trees across the lake. A girl comes rushing in with the same ant mutts on her. She jumps in the water. Fabio stops scraping his legs. He looks closer. It's quiet except for the frantic splashing of the girl trying to rid herself of the ants. "Natasha!" Fabio shouts suddenly. He dives into the lake and pulls her under. They have a water battle sort of thing until the lake turns red and two cannons fire.
Well, there goes District 10.
We have to go to the spring for water now. Everyone does. We might as well make camp near it, so we can pick off tributes. The only issue is that we have no supplies. Just the weapons and packs that we always keep on us. We could go back and get the supplies, but there could be ants all over that stuff. No use risking it.
We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Which will most likely be way too soon.
Most of us can climb the trees, because this part of the forest has bigger and older trees. I sit on a branch with my back against the trunk. It's already been a horrible day and we just woke up. The pine trees around me have a pleasant smell and for a moment I wish I were from District 7.
The game makers have actually given us comfortable weather. We stay in our trees for hours, but obviously, there aren't any thirsty tributes. I start to doze off.
Vincent is sitting in the middle of the pond. There's no more blood, but there is a little island. Allison is sitting in a canoe staring at him. She looks at him dreamily. Vincent winks at her. I'm standing on the bank, but neither of them notice me. The Natasha girl from District 10 shows up then. She finds another canoe and rows to the little island. Allison follows her. They all stand on the little island that is only big enough for two people. Suddenly, Natasha kisses Vincent. Vincent then kisses Allison. He alternates between the two of them. I'm fuming by now, so I jump in and start swimming towards the island. Before I can get there, a hand grabs my ankle. The water is suddenly murky, but I can see the dim, rotting face of Fabio. I scream for Vincent but he ignores me. The force of hitting the bottom of the lake knocks the breath out of me. My eyes fly open.
I'm looking up at the sky. Pinecones are pressing into my back, but I can't get up. I feel paralyzed. People are distantly screaming. Vincent is the first over me. "Can you hear me?" he asks. I can, but it's muffled. I try to tell him, but I only manage to open my mouth. I was pretty far up in my tree. I won't do that again if I'm ever even able to.
"I'm...stupid," I manage to say. Ares laughs. Vincent turns on him, his fist ready to punch. "No!" I yell. I jump up and pull Vincent away. Then I crawl back into my tree (to a lower branch) and realize that I can't do anything else. I've regained my breath, so I can talk, but my legs seem paralyzed again. "Are you okay?" Cliff calls up.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but I can't move my legs," I call down. I hear someone climbing up. I look down. Vincent sits on one of the branches below me. He looks up. "I'll catch you if you fall again." I laugh, "I hope I'm not stupid enough to sleep again without belting myself in."
I think back to my dream, how mad I was, how much I want him to be mine.
Sorry if I'm forgetting about the story a little, but I have exams this week, so I don't have too much free time. -Theuglyduckling492