by HungerCatchJay » Sat May 05, 2012 9:17 pm
29 Jan 3060
1 week.
It had gone 1 week since we met for the first time. I only see him in school now, funny because I’ve never noticed him before. He has his friends, I can tell. I’ve tried to gain courage enough to talk with him. I don’t know what stops me. He’s nice and not like some of the other boys. I don’t know but he’s different.
Different; in the good kind of way.
I sat on a bench in the school corridor, waiting for our teacher to come. She was usually late, so I just sat there waiting. In my classroom the other students were talking.
Students, not class mates. And that’s my fault for the most part, there are some very nice persons in my class I would like to be friends with.
Only I’m too shy.
Suddenly I see a boy, it’s not Finnick. This boy’s taller, muscular and has black long hair set up in a ponytail. I immediately recognize him, I know who he is.
Zach Cwaler. He’s what some call a career. Almost all of our victors were careers.
But Zach… He’s worse. He’s like the tributes from district 2, well that’s what people say at least.
He has been raised to be a murder machine. It’s not a question if he’ll be in the game. It’s a question of when.
I swallow, lucky me; my parents are too busy arguing too raise me like that.
“Ey! What are you staring at?” Someone hiss at me.
I gasp as I realize I’ve been staring at Zach, and he’s the one talking to me.
“I-I…”
“Your stupid little…” he begins raising his fist, but it never hits it target (me) because someone has managed to push him away.
Finnick.
It’s absurd, he’s so tiny compared to Zach.
“And just what do you think you’re doing?” Finnick ask and looks angrily at Zach.
“I was just going to ask you the same question!”
“You’re not supposed to hit girls.”, Finnick says.
“And who’s going to stop me?”
Zach takes a step forward to Finnick and is just about to say something when someone grabs his shoulders.
“Zach Cwaler right?” a woman behind him asks. “You better come with me.”
I can tell by Zachs face that he's dangerous by now, and really angry. He kicks the wall and manage to make a big mark on it.
"I don't need you!" he says and spit on the teachers shoes.
Then he storms off.
“Are you ok?”
I didn’t realize Finnick is still here.
“Yes…” I murmur. “You should stop saving me.”
“Never. Not going to happen. If I see someone in danger, I help them.” He says with a smile.
I want to say something else but I remain quiet. And so does Finnick.
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