Friendship Before the Storm {emrocks}
Feb 7, 2015 15:53:09 GMT -5
Post by grim. on Feb 7, 2015 15:53:09 GMT -5
|M Y S T I C |T R O T T E R|
"I A M T I T A N I U M"
"I A M T I T A N I U M"
My smile hadn't left my face since I had stepped foot on that stage. I was noticed, every person in District Nine now loved me. I was on my way to becoming a star, and nothing was going to stand in my way. I of course would express my innocence and lust, I was going to make the Capitol melt, damsel in distress was just the role for me. And after I have the Capitol drooling over me, only then will I show them my true potential. After a few moments of that boy and I standing on stage, accepting our recognition. We are finally asked to follow a few Peace Keepers into a back room, that's when I finally take the time to notice my District companion.
Ch...Chaske that was his name, it was slowly coming back to me. He laughed when his name was called. Perhaps the pressure broke him, and that is why the laughter broke out of his gut. Or perhaps he is just amused by the thought of his death. Chaske Parks, hmm the name doesn't ring a bell, he must not get out much. Most people of this district knew me as the girl who dances in the market. It wasn't the best title, but I was known. I take a moment to look him over. He had a pretty normal appearance, average to say the least. I wasn't sure how to approach him, I didn't want to intimidate him, or cause him to throw his guard up. It was my goal to be liked by as many people as possible.
"So something about all this is amusing to you"? I manage to say. I stare at him, waiting for a response, I was almost frightened by his presents. He made me feel uneasy. I pull the tie out of my hair and let my coarse raven locks, fall from their organized bun. I wonder if I would get to say goodbye to my mother and little brother. Though they have always underestimated my ability, they had still been my family, and I would like to at least say my farewells.
Ch...Chaske that was his name, it was slowly coming back to me. He laughed when his name was called. Perhaps the pressure broke him, and that is why the laughter broke out of his gut. Or perhaps he is just amused by the thought of his death. Chaske Parks, hmm the name doesn't ring a bell, he must not get out much. Most people of this district knew me as the girl who dances in the market. It wasn't the best title, but I was known. I take a moment to look him over. He had a pretty normal appearance, average to say the least. I wasn't sure how to approach him, I didn't want to intimidate him, or cause him to throw his guard up. It was my goal to be liked by as many people as possible.
"So something about all this is amusing to you"? I manage to say. I stare at him, waiting for a response, I was almost frightened by his presents. He made me feel uneasy. I pull the tie out of my hair and let my coarse raven locks, fall from their organized bun. I wonder if I would get to say goodbye to my mother and little brother. Though they have always underestimated my ability, they had still been my family, and I would like to at least say my farewells.
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