Another Year Alive[Open]

I woke up with the sun in my face. i squinted and covered my forehead with my hand blocking the sun. I dragged myself out of bed and put on some ripped, worn jeans, a pink tank top and some worn out leather boots. I looked in the relflection of my window and curled my hair into a bun.

I slipped out of the house quietly without anyone noticing me. I took a shortcut through the back of some houses and began to make my way deep into the forest. I had to take the long, 10 inch knife i had and started to cut down dome thorn branches that blocked my way. As I made my way through the clear path, an unattended to thorn caught the soft skin of my cheek and I whimpered in pain. I cut the branch away furiously and felt my cheek, a tiny bot of blood rubbing off on my fingers. I sighed and trekked on.

As I neared an opening in the forest I heard some one say something right above me. In surprise and curiosity I arched my head upward once again blocking my eyes from the bright sun that made it's way though the evergreen leaves. "Who's up there?"[

I raised my eye brows at the, now apparent, boy's question. i shook my head slightly and looked back up. "If you need to know, I mean no harm, just want to know whos up there. I'm Harmony." I said innocently to show him that I really did mean no harm.

By the tone of his voice, a bit slurred, i could tell he had drunken something. i didn't know what, and I really did not want to know. I took out my knife from my boot as i did with the thorns and raised it in front of y face just encase he intended to attack me. I didn't mean to brag, but i don;t think he wanted to mess with me.

As he climbed down the rough bark of the tree, almost falling once from the affect of the alchohaul, I began to recognize his face. "Uno Verren huh? Haven;t seen you in a while."I said happily as he faced me. I knew him from working in the forests, I helped out my parents alot gathering fire wood and all and I had ran into him a couple times, just like today.

Uno raised the bottle to me and offered some to me. I had to think for a second. Did i want to drink it? i was definitely too young to have it, but then again, I guess we should celebrate. I mean, the reaping was over, i didn't get reaped, so. I took the bottle and drank some. I smiled at him. "Mmm, it's nice, where'd you get it?" i said as the alcohol already started to affect my sight a little. it was definitely strong, no doubt. I giggled a little and waited fro his answer.

I smile and went to relax and sit down against the tree as the liquor started to effect my balance. I fiddeled with the tip of my knife as he offered me some food. I looked at him and sook my head, "Naw, i'm good, now gimme that bottle." I said reaching out my hands. As he gave me the bottle i took another sip, larger than the other one, but not a large enough dose to drive me to the edge of insanity.

I giggled and patted the grass next to me for him to sit down. He was nice, generous, strong. I mean, according to the scars on his skin, it looks like he got into fights. Without thinking I said, "So did you win any of the fights? I mean, you got those battle scars on your arms, so I assume that you had to have won some.." I said looking up through the leaves wondrously. The sun was super bright but when it filtered through the leaves, a pretty green hue shone through.

I returned my gaze to him as he spoke laughing. I broke in laughter as well as he did. 'Well then I suppose your quite tough no? And the others, what, did you get them from falling out of trees/' I said sarcastically. then we met eachother's eyes and we realized the truth behind my sarcasm. We kind of burst out in laughter together because it was true, he did get some of those scars from falling out of trees. He was a good friend and companion. kept me company and all that, and made me laugh. This was turning out to be a nice day despite the depression of the freshly reaped tributes that have been shipped off to the capitol's cold hands.

I couldn;t stop laughing, but I guess I had to to take a breather. I sighed and took another sip from the bottle. The sunlight and highlights around me suddenly got brighter. I chuckled hazily. "And as for toughness... I'd run from any fight I know I can't win. And I haven't run from any yet. So I guess if that counts as tough, then I am." he said chuckling softly. I shrugged but smiled, "Ya, i guess that counts. So how are you doing these days? I haven;t seen you in a while." I said as he also took a gulp from the bottle. I don't think we noticed that the bottle was already almost half empty at that point, we weren't really paying attention though. Was it the liquor? Or was it just the fact that we were having fun?

I laid my head against the tree as he spoke and admired the effects the liquor gave me as every splash of color was more intense and vivid as ever. "Whoa this stuff makes the world seem like a rainbow." I said nonchalantly and accidentally speaking my mind.

as the alcohol inside me started to weaken, I started to pay more attention to Uno's voice. he just told me had been chopping trees, and illegal stuff? What the hell was that supposed to mean? "Its a long story" he said. I knew he was making up that shitty excuse.
"Come on, I have time... what illegal stuff/" I said looking into his eyes desperately wanting to know the story. I liked stories, illegal ones? Definitely! I made a my eyes big and my mouth in a frown like a puppy. I clenched my hands together in a prayer and silently begged him, "Please tell me..."[/color