Quite Brighter [Clover; Spesh; Blitz]

Dany Liza Wright

I hate being alone so much, I need people. In the fields, sometimes, just sometimes, I get really, really bored. I hate it, I need someone to be around. Guy, girl, tranny, Peacekeeper, wolfman, I don't care. I don't. I just need someone to talk to, someone to be around. Hell, I just want to be around a guy, but no. I need to work the fields. This sucks, really bad. it hurts my back. I have to do it though, it is the only way that I am able to survive the year. Being poor in District Eleven really is god awful.

I see this idiot running into people, a female. It gives me time to stop picking this everlasting berries. She is asking about someone looking like her, and hell, she should probably find a mirror.

"I can't help you right now, but maybe we could look together? That sound any good? Get outa th' crowd, by th'e way. You seem a mess."

Aronia looked up at the sky, noting the way the sun was positioned. Almost time. The day had gone so quickly for her, yet in truth it had been long and hard. She knew she nor her family would reap no reward for her bruised legs, cut palms or ragged clothes, however she worked all the same. It was what the Capitol wanted, and she would comply.
The workers around her where growing weary. Deeming it time, the small girl clambered up through the branches and whistled out across the orchard. It was night time. Work was over. For today, anyway. Smiling around the trees, the girl noted, as she did every day, the way the leaves bristled in the wind - the cherry red of the apples and the luscious green of the canopy.
Beautiful, truly.
Slipping down the tree-trunk and heading out into the crowded spaces between trees, Aronia looked at her basket. Today had been a good day. She beamed at people she recognised, noting the way some people still looked at her as though she where strange.
I guess I am, in a way, she thought, with a hint of sadness.
Just as the girl was about to turn and collect one last apple from an easy place in the branches, she bumped into two people standing together, talking.
She did not apologise, but instead silently smiled at them.