Setting Up Shop (Open to everyone)

Jacob Falberg
Age 14

I waited at least for an hour. No one came. I could't help but think about where all my normal customers were. I remembered the hunger games and thought that mite be it, but both the District 7 tributes are dead so most people would stop watching. It starts to snow.... I hears a few noises behind me.

"Who's there!" I scream

I jump around and see a blond girl behind me. I calm down for a second before I talk. You see the peacekeepers have been all over my case. I don't really known why they ban me from giving out food but I could get in a lot of trouble for it. I notice that she's still standing there. I remember what I was doing and I start to talk

"Hi" I say.
"Do you need anything?"

I don't really remember her from the past weeks. Maybe she is the daughter of someone I know. No one I can remember comes to mind though. Normally old people come through here. She is way to pretty to be 70 though. I laugh inside my head. Wondering if she is actually here for the food.

Everything was bitter. Everything was cold. Oh, joyful winter.
Snow was falling in round flakes from the sky as I dragged my cart full of old clothes into the forest. Why was I doing this? I was donating it all to Jacob, a boy who was in my grade and had set up a stall for needy people in District Seven. I wasn't one of them, I still managed to have three meals a day minimum. Giving away my old clothes was the least I could do.
My older brother David Farron had given me plenty of his old clothes. He was one of the tallest people in the District, therefore he had very few clothes that fit him. It was handy, in a way - the clothes he had donated were the average size for most people in the District.
When I spied the stall, I saw his friend Rebecca standing there watching. I had spoken to her a few times at school, being in the same maths class as her. I could tell she was very attached to Jacob, which was perfectly wonderful. I wasn't too bothered, to be honest.
I dragged the cart up, seeing another girl I recognised. Tahlia, I think was her name,
"Got you some donations," I mumbled, as the cart's wheels shrieked to a halt.

Rebecca Stien

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Adalyn showed up about a minute after I did. She was pushing a big cart full of nice cloths. All I had been wearing for years was by blue jacket. I just noticed then that I forgot my jacket and how cold it was outside. I just wanted to grab my families breakfast and get out of there. I end up zoning out for about a minute but I zone back in when I hear my name being said by Jacob. I think I caught what he said. "Yes we know each other" I said "Now Jacob about the food......"

He turns around and starts to grab a bunch of things while Adalyn and I just stair at each other not saying anything. Jacob turns back around and hands me a bag full of food. I kiss him on the cheek and say "Thanks!" I could see him blush a little. I started to walk away after that. I didn't go that far though. I chose to just spy on them from a distance to make sure... nothing happens.

"She's been going through a lot," Jacob had replied to me, "I'm one of the few friends she has. We have known each other forever, there is nothing we don't know about each other."
I couldn't help but be a little jealous. I found it difficult to make friends, partly because I had issues with trusting people after I got bullied when I was little. My brother David was my only real friend, but as he was 18 he had to work all the time.
I watched as a girl, Tahlia, I think her name was, selected a loaf of bread and some apples. My father was a carpenter, and David earnt loads of money from carrying logs around and chopping them up for people to use. I was one of the richest people in the District, if I was honest.
Tahlia wore no shoes, which shocked me. Frost had littered the ground beneath my firmly booted feet,
"Aren't your feet cold?" I asked, looking at her toes as she wiggled them.

As Rebecca came stumbling back to the store, I frowned. She sent one back, as if she didn't like how I was donating stuff.
I rolled my eyes, beginning to trudge back through the forest.
A school dance was coming up - I wanted to go, but I knew nobody would ask me. I didn't particularly care, boyfriends were the least of my worries. I'd probably go with my best friend Aimee, as friends.
I'd also end up being the only girl there with a dress that wasn;t hand me down, which made me feel guilty. Oh well, hopefully people would pick stuff up from my donations to Jacob.
The cold ground crunched beneath my feet as I slowly walked back home.