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I don't know what to do. Do I confess and take my punishment? Do I try to justify it? Or do I deny deny deny and if they have the video take the worse punishment? But what if the worse punishment affects my family? I finally break.
"Fine I did it but you have no idea how hard it is to live here!" I scream at the man. "I don't have a father! My mom works two jobs and still can't feed us what am I supposed to do?! Let my family die?! I can't do that I just can't!" I'm screaming and the tears are rolling down my cheeks. "I have no other choice" I say covering my face with my hands.
"Miss Amber I understand your life is hard but there are consequences to stealing. How about this I'll give you a choice." I look up.
"What's my choice?" I ask.
"You can take a whipping till your unconscious ...Or add your name in the reaping bowl 3 more times" he says. I think about this I can either take pain for sure or gamble with the games...
"Can I take a day to think about this?" I ask and he nods.
"You may go back to school now I'll see you at this time tomorrow" I nod and hurry back to school. When I get to school instead of going to class I wait outside of Jack's class. When he comes out he smiles and heads my way but then he sees my expression and frowns. He takes hold of my arm and pulls me into an empty hallway. I immediately hug him
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"I got caught" I say. He looks at me.
"Caught?" he asks. I nod.
"Caught for stealing" I say frowning.
"You're going to be whipped!" he exclaims hugging me extra tight this time as if he'll never let me go. "Not necessarily" I whisper.
"What?" he asks.
"They gave me a choice" I reply slumping to sit on the floor. He sits down next to me taking my hands in his and looking me in the eyes. His full of innocence and worry.
"What's the choice?" he asks softly.
"I can be whipped till I'm unconscious." he shudders at the thought of me being hurt. "Or I can put my name in the reaping ball 3 more times." I say he gasps.
"But you already take out 4 tresereas every year" he says, I nod "how many times is your name in the ball this year." he asks I count it out.
"26 without the extra" I reply solemnly. "So it'd be your name 29 times out of hundreds. I've got to say I don't like those odds." he says
"I don't either but I don't want to be whipped, then I can't help my family and there's no guarantee I'll be healed by the reaping. What if I get called anyways?" I ask. He shudders I know this subject hurts him to think about.
"I don't know, i…just, don't know" he says just then the bell rings. He looks at me,
"Go to class" I say.
"But what about you" he says.
"I think I'm going to sneak out and go visit my mom" I say.
"I'll come with" he replies.
"You've got class" I say
"So do you"
"Point taken but you don't need to get in trouble, how much more trouble can I get in?" He nods. Then he leans down to kiss me. He then hurries off to class as I leave for my mom's work through the open window I find in an abandoned class room.
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