My Days Are Numbered (Open)

"I am sorry, about Sul. . ." Sarah muttered to his family. She had trainned with Sul for a few weeks, so that they knew each other, another reason why she should have taken Dru's place but it wasn't the time to bring that up. "He was a great guy, really. I had alot of respect for the best partner I had ever had."

Sarah stayed attached to Mark the whole time, and pushed her feelings for Sul out of her mind. She had only been to a funeral a handfull of times. She went to them, at least one or two a year, because as a career she went to pay her respects to the fallen careers, but that was about it. She neither enjoyed them, nor went out of her way to go to them herself. Even if a family member died, she didn't go to them much.

"You're right," Sarah began, holding back the flow of emotions that threatened to how themselves, and she wouldn't let that happen. She was a career, killing was what she was trained to do, not cry over every dead tribute who ever existed. "Nothing else is happening here. So you can choose to go to my house, with my dad," Sarah smirked a bit at her father who solely hated Mark because he did and there wasn't anything to do about it, "Or your house, with your parents."

"I don't care which we go to, I just need to be with you," Sarah said, faking a confident smile but meaning what she said. She would figure out her feelings later on. "We have about. . . " Sarah said as she looked at her watch, "Two hours or so. THen we have to watch the games, which I plan on doing at the training arena with Dimk--Dimitri which of course your invited to come." Sarah corrected herself again.

"Yah I do," Sarah said, blushing a bit at the admission. "I call him, er-- well, Dimka." Sarah knew Mark would probably start laughing now. Dimka, which was a Russian pet name, was generaly one of the weaker names. It meant, in short, that he had a weak side. Dimitri, did have a weak side, but he only showed it to her. He was often reffered to by the others at the gym behind his back as the god.

"And don't tell him I told you!" Sarah said a bit more sternly but still kind of whinny. "He'll kill you. . . serioiusly!" Sarah laughed a bit at thinking of the fight, who would she cheer for, who would win. Wait, she alreaady knew the answer to the latter of the questions.

"Okay, we can go to your house, avoiding my father of course." She smiled and kissed him on the nose, wrapping her arms around his waiste and holding him close to her. She breathed in his scent, it was so amazing, just to be this close to him.

"He er. . . um he calls me Roza, after my middle name," Sarah said blushing a bit. Her full name, Sarah Rosemarie Kara Klipper, was quite boring and was definately a form of her Russian heritage. "And you are smart to not use it, though I always will, even with people around." She laughed a bit,a nervous laugh.

"Let's go," Sarah said as she walked back to Mark's house, hand in hand,but not before kissing him quickly.

"We meet him at noon," Sarah said while also smacking Mark for him calling her Roza. She smiled and laughed as she wrapped her arm around his waiste and continued walking. She thought about Dimitri and how babaric he got over the Games. "Mr. Peace Keeper to be," Sarah began refering to Dimitri is a way that she used when she was annoyed at him, "Loves these Games, which I can't stand!" She let it go though, and went along with Mark.

"Okay, let's go," Sarah said. They walked hand in hand back to his house. She recognized his house, she had hung out there because they were always great friends. But now his house seemed to have a weird look, like she had been there, but it sudden looked more amazing, smelled perfect, everything about it was perfect.

They went inside Mark's room. She stairred at all the familiar things and kicked off her shoes and sat on his bed, and stairred up at him, smiling. "So we are here, what's there to do?" She smirked, not bored at all but acting like she was because she didn't want to be all clingy to him.

This was the perfect day as far as Sarah was concerned. She kissed Mark back, a long kiss that make her stomach flutter and her world spin in a happy daze. She wanted to do a back flip, but she didn't have those kinds of skills. Instead she wrapped her hands around him, and pulled him down so that they were both layig on his bed. She didn't want anything to happen, but she wanted to be in his arms, totally taking him in.

"Oh my god," Sarah breathed as she laid there, "I have wanted this for so incredibly long." She hoped that she hadn't just said that but by looking at Mark's reaction, she actually had.

"Truely amazing," Sarah said almost blissfully. She snuggled closer and kissed him again. She wanted this moment to last forever.But all good things had to end, and she soon found that this one would end sooner rather than later. It was time to go meet Dimitri.

"I don't want to move," Sarah said with a sigh, "But I have to or else Dimka will kill you, slowly." Sarah smirked, she wouldn't let that happen, and she knew that Dimitri wouldn't really. He may threaten but he, though he would only admit it to heer, liked Mark.

However, though Sarah said she would have to move, she made not motions to actually move away, instead just lying there.