So, school's a bit crazy, but here I am, once again. I hope you're not bored with me, yet. Well of course not, you're reading this, aren't you? Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fantabolous chapter featuring a glamorous young girl from district 9. Okay, not so glamorous then. Whatever. ~Jazzy
Games: 8
Key Word: destiny
POV: Myra Tonks, district 9
Destiny
Was it just bad luck when I was reaped all those weeks ago? Was it just good luck when I managed to not die for those few weeks in the arena? Maybe.
But I was here now, and I could not ignore the fact that destiny had set me in this position: staring down at a helpless child, a sword in my hands that I barely knew how to use.
"Please." She said, looking up at me. I was so close to victory. This was my chance. I swung the sword.
After all, it was my destiny to win.
