Astrid
Walking down through the halls, I stopped at my room, unlocking it and stepping inside. I shut the door, inspecting the room for my notepad and pen. Finally finding it, I sat down at my desk, hoping to organize my thoughts into words.

ʎ ɹ n ɟ ʇ ɥ b ı u wrote:Hazel
When he rested his hand on mine, I have him a sad smile, thanking him for everything without words. He was always so great to me. Silence was sometimes the best way to express gratitude. I leaned a little closer, a soft smile staying on my face.
(Wb-y sorry)
snow i wrote:Basil isn't taller than him BTW, she's pretty short. And young. But feisty!)
"Basil Aitkin, district 8. And same." She looked around. "So, what do you think of all this rebellion stuff? Isn't this what got us the hunger games in the first place?"



Zaire
I shrugged.
"I guess, but this could end up working. After all, the leader's the president's son, that's definitely an advantage. And with the Hunger Games down that sets the Capitol back quite a bit, giving the rebellion a edge. But I agree, if it doesn't work, then the Capitol won't take kindly. But then again, it wasn't the districts who rebelled, but I guess that won't really change anything... So essentially our futures reliant on a rebellion full of teenagers..." I replied, starting to talk to myself rather than to Basil half way through. I was lost in thought, and was wearing an extremely vacant expression.
ʎ ɹ n ɟ ʇ ɥ b ı u wrote:Hazel
I wanted to say something, but I just wasn't sure what to say. "Thank you," I said softly, for it was the only think I could think to say in this situation.

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