Shake it off {Abby}
Aug 21, 2014 8:50:23 GMT -5
Post by Meghan on Aug 21, 2014 8:50:23 GMT -5
Milo Birch
For once, Milo was in an especially good mood. The Olympics were coming up and she had done absolutely everything she could to prepare for them. The games weren't for another few months, but she felt as light as a feather with the thought that yet another career had won the latest games. The lower districts had had their fair share of winning recently, and each and every subsequent victory had pissed her off to no end. None of the low-district scum had trained for the crown as hard as the careers had. They didn't deserve it! If Milo was in the games and she got defeated by a non-career, she'd haunt them until they died of fear.
The Olympics were just another chance for her to show the other districts who was boss. Milo was a real champion, she had killed for ripreds sake, and nobody was going to take this away from her.
So lost in her thoughts as she was, the fifteen year old didn't notice the girl in front of her until she was inches away.
"Ripred!" Her voice echoed against the surrounding buildings as she took in the scene. "You scared me half to death."
The Olympics were just another chance for her to show the other districts who was boss. Milo was a real champion, she had killed for ripreds sake, and nobody was going to take this away from her.
So lost in her thoughts as she was, the fifteen year old didn't notice the girl in front of her until she was inches away.
"Ripred!" Her voice echoed against the surrounding buildings as she took in the scene. "You scared me half to death."
