Making Friends (poco)

gem looked up at the girl. She was a career. The way she stood, talked, everything. She was like him though, on the outside. He knows her from the Gym. One time he saw some of the older kids beating her for practice. Or he thought it was her. Maybe.

"You think Distrct 12 have it better than us. I mean like not being pitted against each other, and being coming insane. You know?" He said to her. He knew she knew what he meant. He knew. It was one of feelings."Whatever, it doesn't matter, now does it." He didn't want to scare her away.

He looked up to her and reach out a hand to be helped up. would she take and make a friend. He needed a friend, and he felt she needed one as well.

"Gem Snow, but im not related to that old bastard if you start to wonder. And i can see where you're coming from."He knew exactly where she was coming from. HE and his father grow up watching the games together and his father thought that Gem had a chance to win. His father thought that things could happen for Gem, and not only Gem but his whole family. I was his thinking and brutal actions which lead to this very moment. Gem wanted to rebel, he knew this year he had to volunteer. He had to. Which is what his father wanted. But is wasn't what he wanted. But maybe like this girl, Nico, was said being killed in the arena might make someone happy or something. It would ruin his father.

This girl, she knew, she knew what to say. she understood Gem. She understood Gem more than he had. Or she was just rambling on. What's the difference.

"So I can call you Nico" He said as he looked back at her.

This girl, she is just like me, being push in ways that she doesn't want to.She was like him, in ways no one else from this blasphemes district was. She was special, and Gem could tell. She had Personality, something that is respectable by him.

"So, how long have you been training."He asked. He had been training for a long time. he really couldn't answer. His father actually enrolled in training when he was young. But his father also tested him before that point.

His father made him think, kinda like mental training. Something Gem thought he was better at than physical training. But, everyone has weakness, and in the arena the careers never really know how to think. Which means he has a leg up on them if he goes in.

"I guess i'm in the same situation as you. My father and I watch the games, for fun, or so i thought. But he was always asking me questions like what would you do if that was you. And so on and so forth. I don't even remember when i was enrolled into training. But it has been so long." He starting to ramble. He caught himself doing this more and more. This was one thing that he felt keep him human an not a full career.

He looked out of the fence. She started to talk again. Her voice wasn't brutal and cool like most if not all of the career trainees. Her voice was fluid and warm. Something that not even the adults had around him.

"Oh, this place. I've been coming her for year. a place to think. If you look out there. there is freedom. Something that you don't see anywhere else. It's a place for me to think really."Gem felt like he was going to start rumbling and cut himself off.

Gem was loving the way this gil acted, she way she thought, even her being. She was the missing puzzle piece in his life that he desperately needed. She was smart, not like the others, she had a brain, that was not like the others, she had personality, not like the others. She was Herself

He looked at her. She was watching something. But what? He followed her gaze to see a bird. What kind of bird was it? Was it a jabber jay? Who knew. It was diving, but for what? What was it, oh, a mouse.

Gem had a feeling he knew what she was feeling at this moment looking at the bird, and watching it get the mouse. He knew he knew how she felt. Deep down He knew.

"Yeah, i guess, i can walk you home. You actually seem normal.