The Enemies Meet-(Jade-Cleo-Delancy)

All I do is sit around and watch the world, busy with their lives, just pass and give me a stare as if I am crazy wasting my life like I do. The people in my situation, who aren't sane in my opinion, get all offend that someone was judging them on something they weren't doing they otta be doing. Me? Yeah, I just give those bitchs the same stare right back on why they are waster their lives on stupid dreams that will never come true. That's why they are dreams. They happen in your head. Dreams are what good people waste their life trying to catch and when they trip and fall they wonder why they were doing that in the first place. Well guess what dreams? Screw then all because I gave dreams and hope and all that shit along time ago. It wasn't worth my time. I lived in Panem for crying out loud. There wasn't much I could do anyways. So instead of leading a annoying life of goodness I choose the road of a trouble maker. Which isn't so bad until you get out of middle school and find out there are more things to trouble then a fight with the teacher.
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Everyone thinks their badass in this District. Especially these girls that have made my present as I walk out of a town store onto the street. Click I close the door of the store and make my way down the short set of stairs. I could use some drama."Excuse me! You are the one riding by on your skateboard like you own the place. And let's face it... You don't." I smirk

Oh boy this is gonna be good.

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"Excuse me! You are the one riding by on your skateboard like you own the place. And let's face it... You don't."

A random girl says to me, just exiting a store. I raise an eyebrow at her, staring with cold eyes. My lips tug at something, but I'm not sure if it's a smirk or a frown. A smug smile, yes. I'm not exactly sure why, but I double over laughing, maybe because what she said was somewhat humorous to me. I'm weird, I'll admit that. Maybe's it's because she just doesn't get it. Maybe because her words were just so idiotic. I think it's the latter, though the other came as a close runner up. But, I have to defend myself, and I can't exactly do that while I'm snickering. I regain my composure, but I can still tell there's amusement in my blue eyes and a small grin curving my face.

"No, you're right, I don't. Never did, never will. That's the stupid Capitol's job. And really, I don't see the connection between riding a skateboard and owning the place. Also, to be honest, I really wouldn't like to if I had to keep track of you." I retort back. My foot lands on my skateboard as it was starting roll away, but I don't break eye contact. Doing that would basically mean she won. My eyelids are lazily set in place, and my face shapes into an arrogant expression, full on with a smirk and my eyebrows raised. My brother hates this look, because he's much softer than I am. I used to do it to him when I won an argument or got something more than him. He never mastered it, his face contorts so much it's funny. I'm back to reality when the icy wind blows through my hair, ruffling my ponytail. My eyes are locked onto hers with an iron grip that probably won't let go.