And I've killed about 6 (they all died unnamingly in the bloodbath.))Austin Grey
"Alright, then. It's settled," I said. "I guess we could go swimming to pass the time. I mean, no one's around here. We haven't seen anyone pass by since Katherine ran off, except for Katherine herself with these loaves." He was still holding onto the bread, as if it would save Katherine's life. I kept hoping she wouldn't die. I knew deep down that she was strong, but I also knes she was facing some pretty hard competition as well. I put the bread into my backpack for us to eat later, then walked over to the water to go for a swim.
Rosalinda Ross
I had found a good cave to hide in, where I was safe from the other tributes. But I had to go out every now and then to hunt. In fact, I was hunting ow, but being cautious for any tributes. I heard a rustle up in the trees, and I was just about to throw my knife when I realized who it was: Peach Roberts of District 11.
"Hello?" I called up to her. Her brown eyes were the only things visible in the shadow. This girl was good. "Hey. I'm not going to hurt you. Do you want to be allies?" She seemed reluctant at first, so I pulled out some dried fruit and offered it to her. She came sliding down the tree and took the fruit eagerly. "I know a cavd where we can stay safe." I told her. "If you come with me, I can show you." I began walking away, but just before I was out of sight of her, I saw she was following me. I gave a slight smile, then led her on the five-minute journey back to the cave. There were vines covering the entrance. I had put them up so no one took it while I was gone, or killed me in my sleep. I waved my hand, offering for her to go in first, and she did. When we were both sitting against the cave wall, I decided to start up a conversation.
"My name's Rosalinda. What's yours?"
"Peach," she answers simply.
"You're not much of a talker, are you?" I ask.
"Not around strangers," she responds.
"But we're not strangers anymore, are we?" I ask her.
"No," she says, smiling up at me. "So, do you know how many tributes are dead?"
"I've counted ten so far," I answer. "These people are stronger than they have been in past years."
"Yeah. There were eleven dead on the first day when my cousin was forced into the Games," Peach says.
"Who was your cousin?" I ask.
"Rue," she replies simply. I remember the little girl. She was only 12 when she was thrown in. She had been killed by Marvel in the 74th Hunger Games, but Katniss didn't let her go forgotten. Katniss arranged some flowers around her that sparked uprisings.
"You look just like her," I say.
"Really?" She asks.
"Yes. I thought maybe you were one of her younger sisters," I tell her, and she laughs.
"I get that a lot," she says. "Have you seen any of the star-crossed lovers around?"
"No. I haven't seen anyone since the first day," I answer. "Why?"
"Because I wanted to help either Austin or Troy get their love interests out of the arena safely."
"I could help you," I offered.
"Really?" She asks.
"Sure. I could help Troy, and you could help Austin. It probably won't be too hard to convince Troy, since I'm from the same district that Amelia used to live in. And Austin isn't hard to convince," I explain. "We could go searching for them tomorrow, if you want. I saw them running toward the lake during the bloodbath."
""That sounds like a good idea," Peach says. "We just have to try and not get caught."
"Well, you're pretty good up in trees, and I'm pretty stealthy. I'm sure we could do it," I tell her.
"Alright. It sounds like a plan," she says, smiling up at me.
"In the meantime, we can get stronger by eating," I say, pulling out more dried fruit and some beef jerky.
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