Sneaking Out... [[poppicap!]]

"I was just kidding around! Sorry, I'm not so good at it..." He said, with a blush tinting his cheeks. I could honestly tell he was not intending for me to react that way, he seemed like a trustful person. My eyes found their way into his and I knew that he wasn't the type to 'betray' me or anything related to that. Just one look and I started to decide he was a good natured person...
God damn! What are you doing, Aimee? Already feeling like you can trust a stranger like that? I mentally reminded myself. It was who I am to be like this though. Only many people didn't see that, they just saw my petite figure to be an advantage to them.
"What district did you walk from? I'll walk you back; I'm done for the day anyway." He said, his hands pointing toward his pack. Being the curious kid I was, I immediately lifted the flap open and took a big whiff of it. The smell wasn't one I was quite fond of. It smelled like... animals, dying animals yet it was fresh.

I did a retake and backed away from the bag, giving off a funny expression which was clearly on my face.
"I'm from District Six, I think that-a-way. Oh! I haven't told you my name yet!" I answered, adding a bit for myself too. "Nice to meet'cha. I'm Aimee, Aimee Albarn."
My small hand was outstretched toward his almost automatically. It was as if my body already trusted some part of him while my mind still hesitated.

"I'm Caleb. Nice to meet you," he replied shaking my hand softly. I swear his hand was a hundred degrees warmer than mine because by the time I pulled back, the bitter cold was biting on my fingers again.
"From the look on your face after you smelled that meat, I know you aren't a hunter. So what are you doing out here all alone?" He questioned, his face almost unreadable.
"I... uh, I came out here on a dare," my voice squeaked out, embaressment written all over my face. I felt my cheeks heaten up as the seconds went on by. This wasn't the most proudest moment of my life, but hey, at least I fulfilled my end of the dare.

I didn't wait for him to say anything after that because I decided it was my turn to ask him a question. "What district are you from? I mean, it seems like you actually do have to hunt for your food..." My slim finger pointed toward his backpack again with a slight smile on my face. Hopefully I wasn't too rude, I thought.
The wind started work up a storm once again and my hair started to go wild. My hands gathered all of my long locks and tried to keep them contained as the wind took over. A tiny hint of a shy smile was etched onto my lips as I leaned my right leg on the trunk, with my other leg supporting my weight. A small warming feeling inside of my stomach started to develop when I gazed right into Caleb's eyes. I didn't exactly know what it was though... A possiblity was because in the past forty minutes someone actually was different and kind enough to break my defenses. Just like that.

It took me a minute to shurg off the odd feeling and try to wave away my light blush that were spreading on my cheeks.
"I'm from District Tweleve." He answered after the pause, "That's really brave of you to come out here all by yourself."
Caleb was congradulating me for going out the district's limits? I started to giggle at his compliment with a muffled "thanks" somewhere in between that. It wasn't often that people actually flattered you when you broke the rules of the all 'mighty' Capitol.
I stood up from the leaning position I was in and plopped down right in front of his face. His brown hair flew up into the wind then died down, matting it right in front of his face. However the most eye catching thing was his bright green eyes, it shun with excitement yet was dull at the same time. From his arms I could tell he had been working, or something alike that. There were burns all over on his arms but it wasn't that bad, just worse enough to stay permanent. I recalled to myself that I was mindlessly gawking at him and halted right away, adverting my sight to somewhere else.

"We should get going then..?" I half-heartedly asked him, already up and patting the leaves off of my baggy pants. My hand was outstretched toward his and my expression brightened up, attempting to erase the bleakness of going back to my home district.